Friday The 13th
I am literally amazed that I have friends that are out of jobs, that we have seen tons of layoffs in the last few months and that many of us are dealing with reduced salaries, and that elected officials in Nashville are so full of doing meaningless acts of nothingness. I deem that all Tennessee politicians need to eat ramen noodles today for lunch just to see how the other half lives.
February is the time of year that I honestly shake my head when it comes to state politics.
Here we go down the rabbit hole:
- From the Nashville Scene and Kleinheider in a double shot: This time, it’s Republican Rep. Eric Swafford who’s slipping on the banana peel. He’s proudly become America’s first state legislator to join the wacky legal action by the weird Russian dentist Orly Taitz demanding Barack Obama’s birth certificate.
- And then we have Stacey Campfield, who is highly entertaining in a trainwreck sort of way when he’s not actually being a politician. When he’s being a politician, you have this. **sigh** You can tell it’s February when Campy starts submitting this sort of stuff. You can set your clock by it.
- I honestly think that the Chip In fund raiser went pretty well considering it was spur of the moment. It amazes me that people are still talking about it with such furor. Makes me sort of proud and all.
- This is my opinion and my opinion only: Gary Odom was not the mastermind behind the Kent Williams Speaker grab last month. I’m just saying. He may have been a foot soldier, and I’m not saying he didn’t play a part in it, but come on, everyone with a brain knows that it was Jimmy Naifeh who came up with this. So Odom is trying to get some momentum for a run for governor? All-Righty. Smoke ‘em if you got ‘em.
- It’s Friday the 13th. Yikes.
- This post by Mack reminded me of Hoots.
- Rugby and Folk Music in Hoots!!! All in one day, dangit! Be still my silly heart. All on Valentine’s Day. I just find this charming.
Alright, I’m one busy cat so bear with me. This week has been one of those that I sorta want a do-over, but you don’t get those in real life now, do you?
En route to the Twestival last night, I had a conversation with a friend and we were pissing and moaning about the economy. He had called previously in the week as I was preparing my grilled cheese and tomato soup – the 4th day of this meal for the week. He said “those elite people in Congress will never know the joy of a grilled cheese and tomato soup” — I agreed. But more so, they’ll never know the joy that is MY grilled cheese and tomato soup – as I am thrifty, I know how to jazz it up just right to make even the most frugal of meals into a gourmet dinner.
I’m with you on the ramen though… or having to choose medicine or food. F**kers.