There we go. Absentee ballot all filled out, placed in an envelope, stamped, and waiting by the door to be dropped in the mailbox when I run errands tomorrow afternoon. I have, essentially, voted--like I have done every election cycle since moving to Canada 21 years ago--by mail. I may not live in the US anymore (nor ever plan on going back), but you can take my right to vote (by mail or otherwise) when you pry the envelope from my cold, dead fingers.