My polling place -- New Home African Methodist Episcopal Zion Church in York, S.C. -- did not have a single unused booth between 7 am to at least noon. More people had voted by noon than had voted at that precinct in 2004.
In the oddest of quirks, the couple with whom I went voted in about 25 minutes because their name started from 'N' to 'Z.' My alphabetically-challenged wait was more than an hour and half, but I discovered that those around me were Obama supporters.
I told my friends that I'd walk home instead of having them wait. So after I voted for Barack, I hit the two-lane rolling country road on foot for a mile-and-a-half hike. I got no more than 100 yards when a young pretty black woman pulled alongside, opened her car door and said, "Did you vote for Obama?" I told her I did and she offered a ride home.
She asked me if we'd know the president by the weekend and I told her we might know by dinner time. She flashed a huge smile as I got out near my home.
I reunited with my friends and we went to Cracker Barrel for lunch. Along the way, we passed four or five polling places and all were packed. One church had a long winding line into the yard and through the parking lot.
I suspect that the volume was unexpected, at least in York County, which is directly south of Charlotte, N.C.
I think that Lindsey Graham -- who just started advertising on television on Sunday -- might by wishing he'd spent less time palling around with John McCain and more time securing his seat.
I can't make any predictions based on my mere anecdotes, but South Carolina sure had a blue feel to it this morning.