I had three people…

…try to “save” me at work today.  The first savior I just nodded my head and let him talk.  He was nice enough even if he was misguided and deluded.  Savior numero dos(they were Mexican) was a bit more militant….and by militant he was wearing a military style beret and BDU pants.  If he wasn’t a soldier for Christ then I don’t know who is.  He wouldn’t take head nods for an answer.  So I sort of lied(more like led him on) to get the crazy bastard out of my face.  Yes, I do read the Bible every day, and yes, I understand the concept of a personal relationship with your imaginary friend.  He finally walked off.  Satisfied that he had served his master by annoying the everliving hell out of me at work at 7:45AM.  Amore de Dios numero tres just didn’t know she had walked into.  She seemed nice enough.  Much more of a student for Christ than a soldier for Christ.  At this point, however, my copy of the God Delusion was out and about and I think this might have scared the poor girl.  She slid their little pamphlet over to me without getting too close; the same way a stray cat will take food out of your hand…very, very careful.  You never know, my Diablo habla might infect her.  The moral of the story is, children, no matter what you are selling, never do it unsolicited at someones place of employment.  This goes for Girl Scout Cookies, 5 dollars for booze a bus ticket, or Mexican Jesus.

Ms. Malkin, nice photo op

[hattip: Civil Commotion]

One more for Texas

Yesterday, I wrote about how my states of Texas and Tennessee make me proud sometimes.  Today, Texas continues the theme with one of the worst examples of political media I’ve ever seen.

John Cornyn(not so much of a cowboy in real life) was so manly in that piece that I wanted to go to California and marry him.  BTW, despite being a nice little country/western number with a Johnny Cash-esqe baritone singer, this piece was completely or partially written by a city boy.  How else do you explain the use of the Ebonics slang, “mo’”, in place of the word, “more”, just so they could rhyme at approximately the 2:05 mark?   Cowboys don’t say “mo’”.

Not a good week for the states I call home…

Oh, Tennessee….I love you….I really do, but their is/are a/many reason(s) I moved away. First, the Tennessee Democratic Party is run by a bunch of idiots…whether it is the corrupt Ford family or Herenton cronies from Memphis/Shelby County or unreformed Dixiecrats who have yet to make the switch to the GOP. Fred Hobbs is the embodiment of the latter. Read his quote:

“Maybe [it’s] the same reason I don’t want to — I don’t exactly approve of a lot of the things he stands for and I’m not sure we know enough about him,” Hobbs said when asked why he thought Davis wasn’t endorsing Obama. “He’s got some bad connections, and he may be terrorist connected for all I can tell. It sounds kind of like he may be.”

W-W-W-W-W-WWHAT!!!!!! This is a leader of the state DEMOCRATIC party. We’ve come to expect this from the Barack HUSSIEN Obama crowd, but this just really looks bad for Mr. Hobbs, Rep. Davis, and the TDP.

[note: I do not support Obama, McCain, Barr, Nader or anyone else for President at this time. I do, however, support not letting Fred Hobbs talk to the media anymore for the sake of my home state.]

Secondly, the Memphis police department is in hot water for beating a transsexual that was IN CUSTODY at 201 Poplar…aka, the Shelby County Correctional Facility…aka, the one place in Memphis you NEVER want to go. It used to be for a lack of cops and guards. Now, we have the gangs and the cops to worry about. I know being a Memphis Police Officer is stressful beyond comprehension, but this is definitely above and beyond the call of duty.

Don’t try to hide Texas….you haven’t done so well either this week. A week after the Governor’s Mansion was accidentally hit with a Molotov Cocktail during the Texas Democratic Convention, the Republican Convention decided to join arms with Fred Hobbs, George Wallace, and every redneck I went to high school with that used the term “James Earl Ray Day”, by issuing this:

Good Job Fellas!!!! How bout next time, we don’t make Texas look like Alabama circa 1954….ok?