In case everything's too much for us between now and election day, at least we've voted. H-E-B is at its most cheerful between 7:30 and 8:00 a.m. these days, free of the floor-polisher, but the fresh tortillas have been delivered and it's not too busy yet. We couldn't figure out what the pair sitting in the car in front of the house were up to. A look through the binoculars revealed that they were fanning out sets of color chips, whether paint or Pantone or what, and holding them up, evidently trying to figure out in what two colors the window trim is painted.