I got to the party and I did the Smurf

I wasn't going to vote early. Arriving at the polls before September 5th seemed like a major buzz kill. Remember when you'd have a bithday party the weekend before? Then when your actual birthday arrived, you still wanted spanks and free drinks, right? And people were all, "What? We've already had the party. Scram."

I enjoy Election Day festivities: getting up early, waiting in line, arguing with mouthbreathers about property taxes, discussing anti-war sentiment with crazy veterans, voting, pressuring co-workers to see things my way, staying up late watching returns, and celebrating a Davis victory.

Then Joel made some great points and now I'm probably going to end up voting ahead of time anyway. I can still celebrate a week from today, though. Nobody's taking that away from me.