See You in November

You've heard the news. You know the point spread -- almost double digits -- and you know the result. Obama has been pretty smart about targeting delegate-rich voting districts, although Clinton's been winning big states -- sometimes in squeakers. Obama seems on track to top the ticket unless Michigan and Florida are somehow heard from. In addition, you may know that Lance Rogers, the candidate endorsed by the Montgomery and Delaware county Republican organizations, won the right to compete this fall against state Rep. Daylin Leach to represent Pennsylvania's 17th State Senate District.

I don't yet have the breakdown of how my fellow voters in West Norriton 1-2 voted. But while the county went for Clinton by the slenderest of margins, Obama did win the poll I helped run. There, in West Norriton 4-2, voter turnout approached 50 percent. The 521 votes cast there (including nine absentee ballots) are the most they've seen at a primary election in recent years. The 2004 presidential vote cast there during the general election topped 600 in number.

We proved in 2004 -- and again yesterday -- that, no matter our party or our politics we respect the rights of our neighbors to vote. I'm getting to know by face (and in some cases by name) some of the voters there. Heck, I grew up with some of them. I get the feeling, by and large, people recognized that we did our best to handle crowds in the morning and evening with efficiency and respect and while maintaining our good humor and overall equanimity.

Speaking of good humor, I must thank WMMR's Pierre Robert (no relation to Rob Roberts of National Post fame) for the biggest belly laugh I got today. Apparently, Philadelphia was treated to what's normally a Times Square phenomenon: a naked cowboy. OK, Philly's version was a little more modest. He was only stripped down to his red white and blue jammies. But he was there with all the Hillary and Barack supporters lining Broad Street to greet the masses in the Election Day frenzy. The body paint on his chest read "COWBOYS FOR OBAMA." The Obama papa verified that he was in fact a supporter, but when Robert enquired as to whether the gent really was a cowboy the answer he got was, "Does it really matter?"

Oh, urban cowboy! Must the first casualty of politics be the truth?