Winding, Crooked Trails

Shared Expressions and Musings with a Connection to the Origin of Things and a Surly Hatred of Progress and Development along with a Churlish Resistance to all Popular Improvements (except for HDTV and Dolby 5:1 surround sound and maybe Books on CD) (thanks Ed)

Wednesday, December 08, 2010

That being said...

I'm working in a little town in the hill country of Texas.  I drive two miles on an interstate highway to get to the exit for the company I visit every day.  Last week,  just after I entered the highway, I saw a dozen police cars with flashing lights in my rearview mirror so after immediately thinking fuck they've figured out some crime I committed in the past, I pulled over to the shoulder.  Seconds later a motorcycle with a rider brandishing a hand gun in his right hand passed at a very slow speed.  News accounts later said it was a low speed chase, 30-40 miles an hour.  A mile down the road he abandoned the bike and headed off waving the gun at state police and officers from this little Texas town.  Four different cops shot him dead.

Who runs from police at 35 miles per hour?  Who can't catch and stop someone going 35 miles per hour?
In Texas, if you have a gun, you must realize that the store keeper, the soccer mom, crossing guard, quarterback of the football team, the clergy and damn near everyone else are also well armed.  They sell guns in convenience stores.  You can buy one and rob them on the same visit.

On a happier note, but no less odd, I really love watching Glee.  I know, just shoot me.  I've come clean to my family and admitted I have a problem.  Last night I found myself just amazed at how terrific the two gay dudes were in their rendition of "Baby it's Cold outside".

What the fuck is wrong with me?  I can't even say the only reason I watch is because Brittany is so freaking hot and adoringly stupid and slutty although she certainly is all of those.

I spend far too much time alone during the week.  Thank god for the weekends, who knows what entertainment activities I might resort to.

Last weekend at the grocery store I passed the book shelf with sarah palin's disgustingly ugly mug (where did she get those hideous glasses?) staring at me and I stopped and turned every book around to hide her face.  I think she and her dysfunctional family represent nearly everything that is wrong with America today.  I think we should settle the 2012 election by dueling.  That way the losers would really go away.  Not like we don't have extra weapons available.  We run out they could have it in Texas.

I think obama is done like overcooked chicken.  The only differences I see between him and george are the ability to speak semi intelligently and that aretha franklin didn't sing at bush's inauguration.  I mean, yes, that's pretty tongue in cheek but "change", please, other than bailouts and health care, where is it, and the war/s, on and on and on.  I think we should reinstate the draft.  Imagine how many fuck you's, no way, not me, not my kid, marches in the streets we'd get.  I can speak from experience, that's how you stop a stupid, senseless, no win war.

Do you realize that if every president prior to obama had been black he would be the first white president?  Perspective can be quite odd, huh?

Then someone like karen carpenter could have sung at the inauguration except of course she's dead.

If only mama cass would have given her that ham sandwich they both would be alive today.

That Rachel chick can really belt out a ballad, yup, but for me it's all about a hot slutty girl who says shit like  "I made him a card that said 'heart attacks are just from loving too much" and "whenever I pray, I fall asleep".


I hope you all get your stocking stuffed and your gift wrapped for christmas.


That being said....