Here we are, drawing to the close of this seemingly interminable campaign, both tense and dreadful, momentous and appalling. There's one week to go, heading for a photo finish. After a storm pause, the contestants will claw for every vote. The storm itself could be a factor. Also, the Friday jobs number. More likely, the result is already baked in the cake. It still seems like Obama by a nose. But nobody knows.
FiveThirtyEight is still my bookie.