Ladies and gentlemen, since the election, it’s been 24/7 navel contemplation over here at Prematurely Grey. What else is left to do other than resting on my laurels?
Democrats on the move in Texas? Check
Democrat in the White House? Check
Democrat representing me in Congress? (Well, you can’t have everything–where would you put it?)
Frankly, I’ve been preparing to hang up the superpowers for good. Not only does democracy seem to be on the upswing, I can’t afford the shoes in the Current Economic Climate and the Ongoing Middle Age Identity Crisis has me paralyzed, hair-wise.
I came home from the second 7:30 am middle school parent meeting of the week (yes, everything you think that is wrong with that phrase is indeed wrong with that phrase) gearing up to announce my retirement. Before getting on with the Great Announcement, I thought I’d unwind with a little Cafe Vienna moment courtesy of MSNBC. Just a smidge of MSNBC. Not a full Morning Fucking Joe rewind–no need to get involved in Transition to the White House–Obamanation or Abomination! this morning. Time to grow up, move on, knit some hats.
And BOOM there she was! WWSPD on November 13, 2008? Of couse, she’d speak at the Republican Governors Association meeting in Miami. But why should that bother me? She can’t hurt me anymore.
It bothers me because standing on her right is none other than GOVERNOR GOODHAIR, MR. 39%, TEXAS’ OWN RICK PERRY!
But that alone was not enough to drag me back to the WordPress window. No, I can resist Rick Perry and the thought of the 2010 Texas governor’s race and the likelihood that Rapunzel Sarah will come to the Lone Star State and stump for this chump. I can even bear the thought that I will end up “rooting” for Kay Bailey Hutchinson in the Republican primary so I can see Sarah repudiated by good Texas Republican women.
So why I am back ringing the alarm? Grandma made me do it.
People of Austin! People of Texas! People of America! Prepare! Repent! End times are upon us!
One Tough Grandma is running for mayor of Austin. This spring. As in, starting today, Carole Blahbedy Blah Blah Blah Something wants you to return her to the mayor’s office.
Could Kinky be far behind?
Fasten your seatbelts. It’s going to be a bumpy night.
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Are the voting machines programmed to accept 42-character (”Carole Keeton McClellan Rylander Strayhorn”) names?
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