My election day report, from the east SF Bay Area:
Went to vote in the morning. Polling place was near a school. Some unsavory-looking individuals were hanging out about 125 feet from the polling place. One of them came up behind me very fast but didn't touch me. It appeared to be a 12-year-old boy about to board a "short" school bus. I didn't like the feeling this gave me.
In the polling place, there was one (apparent) touch-screen machine, about four portable (open) booths for the paper ballot voters, and a scanner (Sequoia Voting Systems). I saw one voter head in to drop off a ballot in a mail-in envelope. One other voter was at the touch-screen machine.
I approached the table, gave my name and address, and signed in (I showed my ID though they did not ask for it).
I requested the Republican Party ballot. They said "we don't have any" and I waited patiently as they looked through the packets of ballots on the table (this was a two-sheet, three-sided ballot) and through a couple of boxes, until they finally located a sheaf of Republican Party ballots. I took my ballots and a pen, voted, tore off the stubs, and fed them one at a time into the scanner. I collected my "I Voted" sticker, thanked them, and left.
Now, what was the issue with them having trouble finding a Republican Party ballot to give me? The scanner apparently had registered less than 30 (two-sheet) ballots. Either the supply on the table had been exhausted (by an under-the-radar yet very determined bunch of local R voters), or they were trying to annoy me. Don't know which one it was.
Anyhow, that's the news from my (deep blue) neck of the woods.
Thank you for your courage. You are in the belly of the beast, for sure.