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When I tried to vote, it stated: You have already submitted this form. Not true. How about fixing this.

Thank You.

T. Goodwin

Comic Selection

As soon as I registered and got my password assigned, I could vote without problems. The password part was a little tricky -- not included in the original screen for registering...but, present in an e-mail sent shortly thereafter.

JR

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I can't find where to vote to keep comics.

Comics

Ditto - have spent over 1/2 hr already trying to find out where to vote for the comics. TU Website navigation very convoluted and not user-friendly.

Polar Bear Plunge

After a replenishing and body restoring 4 hours of sleep, I got up at 7:15 AM, had my breakfast of cafe con leche and headed out on JTB towards the beaches. At 8:00 AM on New Years morning, JTB looks like a movie prop highway of the post-apocalyptic genre right after the epidemic. Visuals of legend Will Smith running around Manhattan kept popping up as I listened to Stravinsky's Firebird for moral encouragement and renewal of purpose. All the sources that I consulted had indicated that the participants would meet in front of the Sea Walk Pavillion at 8:30 AM and then take the plunge at 9:00 AM. As it turned out, the actual mass, lemming-like plunge had already taken place by the time that I got there at 8:40. When finally I got to the sand, after fighting dozens and dozens of the just-plunged participants that were going in the opposite direction, there were only a few stragglers left in the two feet surf. This was a bit dissapointing at first but then, the more I thought about it, the more that I gleaned some comfort from it. I thought "well..all these people and there doesn't look like there has been any heart attacks", I immediately looked south to my right towards the Red Cross lifeguard station and it did not look particularly busy. Enboldened by all this, I sort of yelled "Let's roll!". I rolled in into the coolish water and rolled right out. Perhaps a grand total of 1 minute and 45 seconds for the whole operation including the running in, the heroic head first dive, the vertical jump out of the water and the run back out. It would have been less time if the good looking couple (they were fellow straglers) hadn't asked me to take their picture. In my favor though, I must explain right here that I did this without the benefit of a wet suit unlike that coward, Pierre the penguin. I dried off, speed walked to one of the concession tables, stimulated the economy by buying a $20.00 t-shirt and got to hear the presentation of the prize for youngest female participant. It went to a very young girl exotically named Maria Rodriquez which resulted in a "fascinated" kind of murmur from the crowd. When asked where she was from by the guy with the megaphone, she said "Jacksonville Beach". Only a quiet murmur from the crowd...you'd think that there would be more pride of place. All in all, it was a pleasant experience, with a lot of camaraderie and such and next year, if I decide to do it again, I want to take the plunge with the rest of the lemming bunch. I imagine that it would be more exciting this way and definetely somewhat warmer.