Before the polls close tonight, I'd like to announce that if the candidates of my choice and the issues to be decided don't go my way, I'm going to call Ken Lawson and declare myself a disenfranchised voter.

Why?

We walked to the polling place and NOT ONE person offered us a ride. Trav is still in a neck brace, obviously physically handicapped, but no one cares.

Not to mention that NO ONE in Ward 22 offered to help him read the ballot or cast his vote.

And those stinkin' stickers don't carry warning lables. Trust me, folks. They should NOT be applied to suede.

WheredoIgetmymoney?? WheredoIgetmymoney?? WheredoIgetmymoney??