Fifteen Eighty Four

My first experience voting in NYC was full of pleasant people. Lots of pleasant people. But don’t take my word for it; read the New York Times’ description of voting lines in my neighborhood (Prospect Heights).

In Pittsburgh, I crossed the street and went into my neighbor’s basement with about 10 other people. I don’t think the line ever exceeded that.

Shahn Majid tells me that he’ll be back with his science column next week once all this election noise dies down.

Enjoy tonight’s coverage.