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The primary election is history, and what an election it was.
As usual, my predictions were mostly all wrong, proving that if I had ever placed wagers on such things, I'd surely be living on a friend's sofa by now.
I tend not to get too excited about elections. I do enjoy covering them as a reporter, but I seldom get too wrapped up in the results.
But watching the votes roll in last Tuesday night, I think I caught the fever. The candidates who won the primary races for mayor and judge/executive did so by slim margins. At no point did any one candidate pull ahead significantly.
Though I've never gone to the Derby, nor watched races of any sort, I imagine the rush of anticipation I felt is similar to those watching a neck-and-neck horse race, only I didn't have any money riding on the outcome.
My fingernails should be grown back by next month's nickel tax vote, which could be another edge-of-your-seat election night.
But the real excitement will heat up as November rolls around. All of the City and County's top spots are up for grabs, from mayor and judge/executive to City Council and magistrates seats.
Leading up to the primary, I'd heard a lot of discontent among Taylor Countians regarding some of those in office now. But the primary results didn't bear that out. All incumbents won their primaries.
Seems to me that a lot of people are upset about some financial situations that I'm not so sure our leaders had much control over. These are tough times for everyone.
Though all incumbents are still in the race, people are still grumbling, which tells me two things - people love to complain and November is going bring us a very interesting election.
Which brings me to another point. At home, I've turned my landline off. I lost count of the number of pre-recorded messages we received regarding the U.S. Senate race. I just couldn't take it anymore.
On the other hand, the U.S. Postal Service ought to thank the Senate candidates. There were many days in which the only pieces of mail we received were those glossy attack ads.
Which reminds me, I've also developed selective hearing. Maybe it's the pitch, but come campaign time, I cannot hear my doorbell ring. It's the darndest thing.
Don't take offense, folks. I know you're out there working hard to get your message across. But it's a heredity problem and try as I might, I just can't fight nature.
Besides, it seems the doorbell always rings moments after I finally found that comfortable position on the sofa. If I get up, I'll spend the rest of the night trying to find that spot again.
Ooops. Did I just admit that I can hear the doorbell ring?