THE REPUBLICANIZATION OF SEAN AND WERTZ
Apparently, having moved to bitter central Pennsylvania has taken its toll. First, Sean and I became Clinton supporters, kinda by default - which was clearly bad enough for some LJ Obamaphiles to consider us fascists. But it's only been getting worse since.
A couple of months ago, a flyer was left in our mailbox for cleaning services. We decided to hire the cleaning woman in question to come in once a week and clean the public areas of the Lodge House and the Visitor's Center at the cave. As it turns out, Cybele married a local man, but is originally from Brasilia. So we now have a Hispanic domestic: we have arrived! Unfortunately, she is a legal immigrant who became a citizen and, technically, is of Portuguese descent, but close enough for us to be considered Republican so far as I'm concerned.
But it's not all up-market Republicanism that has taken root in our lives. A few weeks ago, our clothes dryer died and we've only managed to get it as far as the front porch. Combined with the pick-up truck that has been sitting idle in the yard since it's brakes gave out, all we need is a few chickens or a hog rooting in the garden to fit right in with the reddest of necks.
So when do we get to start bonking Congressional pages?
A couple of months ago, a flyer was left in our mailbox for cleaning services. We decided to hire the cleaning woman in question to come in once a week and clean the public areas of the Lodge House and the Visitor's Center at the cave. As it turns out, Cybele married a local man, but is originally from Brasilia. So we now have a Hispanic domestic: we have arrived! Unfortunately, she is a legal immigrant who became a citizen and, technically, is of Portuguese descent, but close enough for us to be considered Republican so far as I'm concerned.
But it's not all up-market Republicanism that has taken root in our lives. A few weeks ago, our clothes dryer died and we've only managed to get it as far as the front porch. Combined with the pick-up truck that has been sitting idle in the yard since it's brakes gave out, all we need is a few chickens or a hog rooting in the garden to fit right in with the reddest of necks.
So when do we get to start bonking Congressional pages?