Chamblee54

There is nothing to do at 4 in the morning, and yet there is everything. The only problem is staying awake at work all day, but I can fake that.
This is also election runoff day. In one hour and eight minutes, the polls will open. Maybe, just maybe, I can be the first person to vote at this precinct this morning. It might be quite the social scene waiting outside for the doors to open.
I have already had one first today. A blog hero just got back from a vacation cruise, and he had a selection of pictures. He is on a train into Manhattan as we type. I saw that no one had made a comment, so I went for it, and got in first:

I got up in the middle of the night and could not go back to sleep. After playing with the computer and eating, I decided to go grocery shopping. The store is really different at 4:30 in the morning, but I didn’t care. Then, there was the shocking discovery that my store did not have fresh corn. I had to go to another 24 hour Kroger to get my corn. This Kroger used to be an A&P. They tore down the A&P that had been there since 1960 and built a super big A&P. My mother shopped in the old A&P every Thursday afternoon for 36 years, until they tore it down to build a super big store. She went to the Kroger with no corn while this was happening. Then the new A&P was finished. My mother died a few months later, and within six weeks, A&P closed all the Atlanta stores. The supersize store became an all night Kroger, and they had fresh corn for me this morning.
Yea, the store was different. The stockerdudes were in the aisles putting product on the shelves. The only checkout available was the self scan, which I am trained on but not certified.
Leaving the Clairmont Kroger en route to the Brookhaven Kroger, I decided to see what am radio was like at four something in the morning. The first voice was talking about Skip Carey. As a non sports fan, I felt like an outsider at this. I do admit to admiration for Mr. Carey. Anyone that could watch all those Braves games in the 1980’s and not go postal was a strong man.
While I was on the computer earlier, I went to the Wikipedia page for Milo Hamilton. He was the Braves announcer when they first came to Atlanta, and I listened. Mr. Hamilton does not suffer from false modesty.
And so it goes. The runoff election will not be appealing. I have been following the Dekalb CEO race the last few days, and we seem to have a choice between Bill Campbell part two and Mr. Postcard. I will probably hold my nose. The voting is held in the cafetorium of my grammar school. I have held my nose in there before.
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