I had a little trouble voting the other day. In my excitement I neglected to insert the electronic voting card until it fully clicked into place. If the precinct volunteers noticed me frowning at the screen, lingering at the booth a little longer than necessary, they probably just thought, "Here we go again. Another female voter who can't make up her mind."

For women of both parties, last Tuesday's ballot was enough to give anyone pause. Democrats were made giddy by their choices, happily asking themselves, "Which way do I want to help make history?" Republican women were also kicking around the candidates, for entirely different reasons— their choices felt more filled with compromise. The GOP offered them a hair-triggered straight-talker hated by his party's base, a folksy preacher without a prayer and a Mormon flip-flopper with the visage of Reagan but none of the charisma.

Secret sharer

In L.A., Nathaniel avoids the obvious as long as he can, avoids his grad-school notebook on the floor of Coolberg's car. When, finally, the subtext becomes the text, the novel resolves itself around two documents, one a sealed letter, addressed to Nathaniel, from Jamie. He's never opened it. In that way, he claims, he keeps hope alive. In that way, we think, he keeps the wound open and the delusion alive. (Perhaps we're too harsh.) The second document you hold in your hands, dear reader - "The Soul Thief," but to say more would be to say too much. Except this: Whoever wrote "The Soul Thief" knows that we write about what keeps us up at night, that a writer gets to inhabit many lives, and that he who tells the story makes the meaning.

Hominy warms to Mexican cuisine

On a hot Sunday afternoon toward the end of summer, a Jeep SUV was parked on Main Street with the doors unlocked and the engine running.

In Tulsa, you'd be kind of brave -- or maybe kind of dumb -- to leave your keys in the ignition. But in Hominy, Alex Galvan and her father don't think twice about walking down the street for a snow cone to give the air conditioner time to work.

"Crime?" her father says. "In Hominy? Don't worry about it."

Javier Galvan used to run an authentic Mexican restaurant in east Tulsa, where he attracted loyal customers and earned a positive review from the World's food critic. But crime was a constant worry.

"Stealing. Shooting. Robbing," he says. "Too much goes on there."

A year and a half ago, when he heard about an old burger joint going out of business in downtown Hominy, Javier jumped in his Jeep to have a look around.

Under the Hood With Knight Rider 2.0: Trans Am vs. Ford Mustang ...

The goal was to make it look more aggressive without being hokey or garish," Belker says. "Maintaining as much of the original beauty of the Shelby as possible was important—and not just because of the Ford connection. It had to be simple yet believable as a superhero." Once his vision was set, Belker turned to Ted Moser from Picture Car Warehouse to make his drawings come to life. But there was one big hurdle: The GT500KR doesn't technically exist quite yet. "So we had to finish their design first," Moser says. "Then we brought in a prop maker to create side skirts and spoilers out of wood, smooth them out, and sent them to a fiberglass shop to make molds. Once the parts are formed from those molds, we finish them and attach them to the car." One of the cooler features of the Mustang KITT is air-ride suspension, which allows its driver to lower the car's ride height when the vehicle morphs from Hero to Attack mode.