1. The primaries are behind us. Dallas County results are here, and Collin County’s are here. If you’re the interactive maps type, check out the Texas Tribune. And here’s video of Rick Perry celebrating his win. I’m so relieved. Because he’ll keep Washington from messin’ with Texas.
2. The University Park City Council approved rezoning for the Bush library. Quick! Someone call Rick Perry! He’ll stop those political fat cats from messin’ with our land values!
3. And speaking of obese animals, the Guinness Book of World Records has named Oscar the world’s oldest pig. He’s of the Vietnamese potbelly variety, and he lives in Far North Dallas. That’s a double happy ending.
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Lefty MoFo
C’mon, nothing about the Craig Watkins-owned computer that mysteriously (and at least attempted to anonomously) trash the GOP’s Jonathan Neerman on Unfair Park? I thought that would provide you with hours of entertainment!
I thought that I would never see a more mismanaged campaign by a major politician than the one that Bush 41 ran in ‘92, when throughout the entire summer and fall he never saw Clinton as a legitimate threat, then realized far too late that he was in the weeds and couldn’t play catchup.
Kay Bailey’s campaign trumps that sad effort and it’s not even close. To say that her campaign was half-hearted is to insult those with only half a heart. It was non-hearted. I saw more invigorating, better run losing campaigns for vice-president of high school student council. And the campaign spokesperson that she trotted out on TV last night, the one who seemed surgically altered to prevent her from showing even a hint of a smile? Well, it was fitting that such a lousy campaign should have such a misplaced spokeswoman.
Pitiful. She should resign her Senate seat out of shame.
I had a potbelly pig who lived to be 18. She was a fantastic pet. She was cleaner than a dog and litter trained like a cat. Only problem was when she would jump into my bed at night. Hooves are not as soft as paws.
I could never have a pig as a pet. It would ruin bacon for me. And a man has to have his priorities, you know?