I needed to lookup the address of the church where we're getting married next year and got hit by a really, really poor web design decision. Whoever designed the site, and it probably was some incompetent print only designer, decided to make everything an image. EVERYTHING!. So, if I want to get the Church's address from their webpage I can't just select it and copy it to my clipboard. No, I have to alt+tab back and forth and type the address in again.

Jason was right in predicting that elections in Fairfax County were handed over to an electronic system that failed because officials didn't understand it well enough. Turns out that yesterday's voting was marred by glitches:

The new machines, meant to simplify voting, made the tallying of the votes more problematic. More than half of precinct officials resorted to the old-fashioned telephone to call in their numbers or even drove the results to headquarters, elections officials said. A handful of precincts went back to paper ballots.\ County elections officials said it was the slowest performance in memory for counting votes on election night. The problem came when precinct workers tried to electronically send results from the 953 new machines to election headquarters, unexpectedly overloading computer servers.

From today's Washington Post.

Suffice to say I had a crazy packed weekend to start this November. The highlight was when Staci and I grabbed saltenas for lunch today. We like the ones from Victor's grill in Falls Church and the last few times we had gone they were not well made and looked rushed. They seem to have gotten their act together, the ones we had today were delicious.

The lowlight of the weekend was watching a craptastic DC United team lose to Chicago at RFK. The team looked utterly slow and non-threatening. My friend Greg, who I'm trying to convert into a soccer connoseuir, brilliantly summed it up when he observed that Chicago looked like they had 22 players on the field while the DC players always looked isolated on the field. I'm headed to bed to recover. It was a wee bit too structured, I like a little more space between events on a weekend.