The Not-So-Great Pumpkin is floating into The Duck! City this fine brisk fall morning, a fat orange gasbag too late for the International Balloon Fiesta.
But just in time for Halloween. Boogity boogity boogity.
Nobody knows just why he’s visiting. ’Burque, BernCo and New Mexico in general tilt reliably blue, last I heard. Oh, we have our cultists like everybody else, flying their flags upside down, hanging banners, erecting statues and the like.
Freedom of religion, etc. Their god is not dead. He just smells like it.
Maybe the last time he drifted through he found a Mickey D’s that suited his peculiar tastes. Maybe they let him work the fries station. I have my fingers crossed that he’ll need a job soon. No, not that one. Having Max Factor one stroke away from the Resolute desk is the scariest thing I can think of this Halloween.
We’re skipping the rally, same as we did back in 2016. If we crave some bad noise we can always tune in to the dulcet tones of dime-store street racers Steve McQueening it up and down Tramway.
And if you crave some bad noise, why, you can tune in to this week’s special Halloween episode of Radio Free Dogpatch.
• Technical notes: I’m liking this setup — Ethos mic from Earthworks Audio; Audio-Technica ATH-M50X headphones; Zoom H5 Handy Recorder; Apple’s GarageBand, a soupçon of Auphonic to sand off the rough edges, and a street organ and balloon burners from Freesound. The amateur racket is courtesy of Your Humble Narrator.
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I can’t understand why trumple foreskin would come to Duke City. Is Stormy in town with a rolled up Time magazine?
Maybe, like Bugs Bunny, he missed that left turn at Albuquerque.
Good one!
Can’t help you there. Only think the GOP might win is the 2nd C.D. seat but that only includes a shaving of Albuquerque. But who knows.
re: Their god is not dead. He just smells like it.
originally “Jazz isn’t dead, it just smells funny”. Frank Zappa?
Haw. Sounds like Zappa, doesn’t it? If he didn’t say it, he probably thought it.
Ah just got around to the podcast and as they state over and again on the countless political ads bombing my phone and tablet; “I approve this podcast”
Oh …and I early voted too and the only Rethuglican that got any love from me was our township clerk who takes ZERO shit from anyone. Well she ran unapposed but still, I like her no nonsense style.
Thanks for approving, Herb old RFD listener.
My phone pings approximately 36,296,287 times per diem. Donks begging for money and/or predicting triumphs/tragedies. I am about yay far from adjusting it into silence with a claw hammer.
Closest I came to pulling the lever for an R was in 1980, when I went for former Repub John Anderson over Jimmy Carter. The Arizona Daily Star was awash in Reaganauts, which appalled me. And Carter gave me the willies because of his habit of consulting The Invisible Man in the Sky between chats with Playboy.
Turns out Jimmy may be the best ex-president we ever had, other than George Washington.