Those Damn Democrats!

So, funny thing happened en route. It went down like this –

We were playing with our temporary puppy, Albuquerque, somewhere in Arizona (yes, there was a temporary puppy named Albuquerque), when this truck driver comes up to see the puppy, because he is so completely adorable that he may as well have had an electromagnetic pulse that sucked you to him.

The puppy. Not the truck driver.

As Mr. Truck Driver played with said puppy, he asked if we were from California. I can only assume we looked more California than Arizona to him. We told him that we were moving here. So he says, “Why?” And I says, “Why not?” And he says, “I can think of a lot better states to move to. There are too many democrats there.”

While trying hard not to burst into uncontrollable laughter, and trying hard not to yank Albuquerque from his frightening, conservative hands, here is what I was thinking –

Hate to tell you this, Bud, but I’m a firm believer that Republicanism is a disease, and, as far as I know, the only known cure is poverty.