I'm confused about what kind of American I am. I used to know, but now I'm not so sure. I mean, I live in the liberal hot-bed of Chicago, went to school in upstate New York, grew up in 'blue collar joe the plumber style Buffalo', spent a semester abroad in Socialist Europe, enjoy sports and comic books and project runway, don't own a Prius or particularly care for lattes. I suppose I will just have to meet Palin in person so that she can tell me if I am supporting or destroying America.
you're doug six-pack, right?
So very true... I think Oline and I are among that rarest (but one of the most distinguished) of all American breeds: the Deep Southern Liberal.
God Bless you both.
Um, hello... Deep South Liberal right here.Caro--which one of us out-liberals the other?
it's a liberal-off!(listen to you friend Osutein Sensei...)Me (as David Bowie) "If nobody has any objections, I believe I might be of service."
it's about that time of year...
The most wonderful time of the year?
Sorry, meggie, I didn't know you were one of us.As for the liberal-off... ::drum roll::...I live in a neighborhood of Chicago populated entirely by Eastern Europeans and hipsters. I have a masters degree in the humanities from a Pseudo-Ivy. I used to live a few blocks from both Obama and Bill Ayers. I've lived abroad. I work for a foreign government. My first and second cars were both Volvos. I have a Starbucks gift card in my wallet. And I've been in a mosque recently... and liked it!Your move, libs!
I'm an Army Wife to a West Point grad yet I've protested the war. I worked in the charity hospital in Nashville with the homeless and AIDS. I still have yet to buy a car. I've gone 80% green (which drives the conservative husband nuts). I buy organic when possible. I've also been to a mosque along with temples for Hindu, Buddhism, and Sikh faith. And I live close to Al Gore.
i take burlesque.
*still waiting for the 'Hansel pulls his own underwear off without taking off his pants' moment of this liberal-off*
I think Oline's Jackie O. bio would be the underwear trick. Followed by Dougo's disastrous attempt to top it with a magical realist-style Ted Kennedy bio written from the perspective of a Faulknerian man-child that will be described by Michiko Kakutani as "doing for the reputation of the genre of biography what Sarah Palin does to wolves from a helicopter."Years later, in the Richard Cheney Memorial Liberal Traitors Concentration Camp, Dougo and Oline will bump into each other in the soup line and softly whisper, "I'm sorry I was whack."
I tried to take a stripper pole aerobics class. Unfortunately the clas turned out to be a class on how to be a stripper. So that was a no go.
the only quibble I have with your future scenario is with the title of the Concentration Camp. Richard Cheney has actually been dead for several years now in the more traditional sense of the word. However, through the means of a powerful amulet and a skilled necromancer he 'lives' on as sort of a bogeyman or Lich. In that sense there will never really be a Richard Cheney Memorial anything in that as far as the general public knows, our vice president will never appear to die.
This is true. However, I continue to hope that, in spite of the prophecy that no living man can kill him, at some point Miranda Otto will show up and stab him in the face.
she's so hot right now.
I just need to say that this entire exchange has made me laugh out loud. Long live the deep south Liberals!
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