NJ Primary Election
Today, New Jersey holds it’s annual primary election.
NJ’s primary is one of the latest (if not THE latest) in the whole primary season. As such, it’s worthless for the purpose of choosing a Presidential candidate.
Turnout tends to be low, because it’s meaningless. Something like 1/2 of NJ voters are registered as independents, so they can’t vote at all in the primary. Even for Democrats and Republicans, there are very few contested races.
This year, the Republicans have ZERO contested races. You just walk into the booth, push all the buttons (we’re on digital voting machines now), hit the red button and walk out. It takes longer to get signed in by the old ladies than it does to actually vote.
For the Democrats, only the US President race is contested. The choices are:
John Kerry – a man who seems to change his mind a lot
Lyndon LaRouche – a man in prison (or at least he used to be – I’ve lost track)
Dennis Kucinich – a man who looks like a space alien (and is so far from center that he might as well be one)
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The polls open at 6am. My wife usually votes about 7:30am and I follow her at 7:45am on the way to work. In hotly contested races, there are often 30 or 40 people ahead of us.
Today, I was Democrat number 001. Republican 001 was the only one torn off of that book, so I suspect it was my wife. The old ladies got to sit around from 6am until 7:30am before ANYBODY showed up.
What a waste.
Polls are open until 9pm, if you want to bother.
A Mouse Autopsy – Cracker Barrel Soup Fraud
Cracker Barrel has been vindicated.
A month ago, on Mother’s Day (actually the day before), a woman in Virginia claimed that she had found a mouse in her soup at a Cracker Barrel restaurant. She stated that she found the mouse after eating some of the soup. She subsequently went to the company, and offered an admission of guilt and pictures of the mouse for $500,000. (Story from The Virginian-Pilot)
The authorities were called, and the company set up a meeting with the woman and her son. She was arrested and charged with extortion and conspiracy to commit a felony.
The Cracker Barrel folks were pretty comfortable, though. They had already performed a mouse autopsy.
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It turns out that the mouse died of a skull fracture, was not cooked (along with the soup, presumably) and when they cut open the mouse’s tiny lungs they found no soup. (What career path do you have to take to become a mouse forensic surgeon? Will we now get to see Quincy, M-O-U-S-E on TV?)
Cracker Barrel had pulled their vegetable soup from ALL stores nationwide after this happened. (Story from May from Knight Ridder) The story went nationwide as well, and I’m sure that the Cracker Barrel folks had a hard time.
Hopefully, the blogverse will be publishing retractions to the thousands of posts that this generated.
No More Ladies Night in NJ
The NJ State Division of Civil Rights has ruled that “Ladies’ Night” in bars in the state is illegal.
For those of you not familiar with the concept – Ladies’ Night was a special night each week where the bar allowed women free cover charge and reduced drink prices.
This article from the Home News Tribune details the story.
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I’m a little torn on this one, because it really is discriminatory. However, the whole idea was created to draw women into the bars in the first place on slow weeknights, in order to give men a reason to be there (and to buy drinks). Mr. Gillespie has managed to shoot his entire gender in the foot on this one.
Don’t worry – the Governor (who’s fighting for his job at the moment) is against this ruling, calling it “bureaucratic nonsense”.
It’s Raining Cats
Laurence of This Blog is Full of Crap posts a story about a cat boarded up in a floor accidentally. I had something similar happen to me once ….
About a year or so ago, some friends asked my wife and I to baby-sit their cats while they were travelling. They were putting out food, so this mainly involved showing up and playing with them and petting them every other day or so.
The house was under renovation. They were replacing the plaster over lathe walls with wallboard, and moving some things around, including wiring. As a result, there were holes in the plaster walls in a number of places.
We showed up and found all 3 cats. We pet and played with them and were getting ready to leave, when we noticed that we were short a cat! We lost our friend’s cat!
We searched upstairs. We searched downstairs. Finally, we decided to use the usual ruse – sit very quietly in the living room until the cats came to be sure that we were gone. We sat. Cat #1 appeared and joined us. Cat #2 appeared and joined us.
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We trooped upstairs, and determined that we could get to him through a crawlspace. This was a VERY old house – the space between floors was almost a foot. We reached in but failed to grab him, and he crawled back into the pipes and wires.
We ended up going back downstairs and I stood on a chair. We again got very quiet. He poked his head out of the hole, but we didn’t move. He reached down to the next hole in the wall and jumped to the nearby shelf. We grabbed him and put him down.
After looking around for a while, we determined that we couldn’t patch ALL of the holes, so we gave up. He probably continued going in and out of the wall all week.
When my friends returned, we told them the story and they got a chuckle. They said not to be upset – he’d been doing that for weeks!
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