My voting snafu

Turns out the soggy folks in Virginia aren't the only ones with voting problems.

I strolled into the Tracy Community Center to cast my vote today — same place I cast my primary ballots in February and June — and was summarily instructed to go to the Grace Baptist Church. My polling place had been moved, and I hadn't paid close enough attention to notice.

So I walked to my car, drove down to the Tracy Boulevard polling place and, after two screwed-up ballots, cast my vote.

And I wasn't the only one. At least two other people at Grace Baptist had stories to match mine.