Update: Mrs. Paco and I voted, and it felt great. Interestingly, we were the only voters at the polling place (although, perhaps we weren't there during peak hours; I took off from work a little early). Choice of paper ballots or electronic (we opted for paper). Straight Republican ticket.
Here's one last bit of optimism prior to the final decision, courtesy of famed internet explorer, Captain Heinrichs (I particularly like the photo).
I’m not a pundit, never pretended to be. I’m not going to “call” the election one way or the other. You people – all of us – do that when we vote. So, today, Mrs. Paco and I will go to the polling place, cast our votes for McCain/Palin, and pray for our country’s deliverance from the danger that has cast a shadow over the land. If McCain wins, great; if we lose, we buckle down and begin the long fight to rescue our nation from its momentary lapse in judgment (first opportunity to stem the tide: the congressional elections of 2010). In any event, unlike those sensitive and refined types who keep threatening to leave the country if their favorite liberal candidate doesn’t win, if our guy loses, me and the missus and our kind ain’t a-goin’ nowheres; we’re gonna make this place too hot to hold them sum’bitches. Ain’t that right, boys? (Rowdy chorus of “Damn straights!”, “Hell yeahs!” and rebel yells, accompanied by pounding of beer bottles and shot glasses on the bar, and punctuated by the ragged report of dragoon pistols and the odd squirrel rifle).