At my voting place this morning there were a bunch of Republicans standing out front. Funny thing though, they descended on the person before me, but none of them bothered to talk to me at all as I walked in. Maybe they decided that no one driving a car like mine would vote Republican.
Since none of them talked to me I don't know who they were promoting, except they were holding signs for Robert "Naughty" Nauseef. And I have to say, finding out that "Naughty" is endorsed by the GOP makes me feel even more comfortable in my decision not to vote for him. Who in the heck would vote for "Judge Naughty"? I want my judges to be serious and thoughtful.
After I finished voting and came back out the Republicans talked to me, but only about my car. They wanted to know what kind of glue I use. One of these days I'm going to print up little cards with frequently asked questions about the car. Most of the time I don't mind talking to people, and I make an effort to be pleasant even if I've already heard it a thousand times. But sometimes I'm in a hurry to get to work, or the person talking to me is a street bum or a Republican, and I really want to move on. At times like that it would be helpful to have a card.
Speaking of which I had a hilarious conversation with a street bum at a stoplight the other day. He walked up to my car and said "I don't care what everyone says, I love your car!" I laughed out loud and asked him, "What does everyone say?" I was very amused by the idea that this guy had actually discussed my car with someone, much less with everyone. Alas, I think it was just an expression. He was very confused by my question, and just repeated that he loved my car. I gave him a dollar and immediately regretted it, when he stepped away from the car and I realized by the way he walked -- staggered would be more accurate -- how very drunk he was. I probably should have known by the way he talked, but I don't hang out with drunk people that often. I thought he was just nuts.
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I want the naughty judge!