We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Off topic: I would like to reiterate what Barrett said last night. That Buddy should run for president. I second the nomination. Can't think of a funnier, smarter guy. I would like to nominate Luther as his running mate. I'll get back to you on who I'd nominate for cabinet positions. We could have our convention at BD's house. Decide what our platform would be, drink all his booze, smoke all his cigars, basically trash the place, then throw the big mamma's boy under the bus. We'd have a great time. Lots of laughs!
PS I also nominate Meta, the neolurker as first lady.
BD Just kidding about throwing you under the bus. - - - - -Sorta.
Buddy, Luther, and Meta. I'm going to get my bumper sticker now.
Listen, I'll be needing to trial-run meta before the nuptials. have her show up at the Greyhound station in Dripping Springs. tell her to wear red. I'll be wearing my best suspenders & straw boater, and will say code word "Alfalfa" (which is also my given name --mom liked the Little Rascals).
Sigh... Okaaay. I'm comin' Buddy, but I'm wearin' a shirt with two chocolate bunnies on it. One bunny has his ass bit off and the other bunny has his ears bit off. The first bunny says: "My ass hurts." The second bunny says: "Hunh?" I hope that won't get my head chopped off on the bus. Will I have to take my clothes off for the 'trial-run'? Being as house nuptshuls end up as "My ass hurts."/"Hunh?" sex might carry us through to the White House. I'd like being THE First Wife. Can I stand beside you when you give your acceptance speech? I can light your cigarettes for you. And mind, too. Luther is VP or I'm not gettin' on that bus. He can stand behind us and laugh and let the country know we're not much into making laws and rules and such; but next to Luther there'll be five Marine hunks holding a nuke with a sign that says: THIS TIME WE MEAN IT! I want Jappy as my personal secretary, okay? BD can stand outside and throw cell phones at the cops.
I LOVE YOU, BUDDY! Fluff up the hay, darlin'. :}
Oh mercy -- we have so much to do -- what about a slogan? oh yes, and some principled positions. political positions i mean. But First, the SLOGAN. Obama, you know, copied Adam's motto "change you can ball Eve in"
YES, fellow Texan, MM -- i caught your ref to Houston awhile back-- i'm just up the road, t'other side o Austin, up on the upthrust side of the Balcones Fault --settled by bandits hidin out from the Houston, Dallas, and San Antonio laws --who wouldn't foller them into the hills and hidin' places. Sam Bass's main camp was about a mile from where i sit.
--but dry and sparse sometimes --like now. why its so hot and dry, the other day a blade of grass sprung up in the pasture and the cows won't eat it --they'd ruther have the shade.