This is NOT a blog. This is a professional political organization so there are a few rules.
I take full and personal responsibility for everything that appears here, including my typos and misspellings. I’m a grown-up. Grown-ups do that. So, I will not let you say anything I am not willing to take legal responsibility for. If you want to say libelous things without accountability, go put a sheet over your head. You can comment tacky things about me here because Lord knows I am a tacky woman, but you better be honest about which tacky things you say.
No one is allowed to comment as “Anonymous” because it’s very confusing when I try to figure out who to call an idiot. It does not take a triple digit IQ to come up with a handle. Hell, truckers can come up with a handle. Don’t make me come over there and slap ya.
You cannot cuss outside of damn and hell and maybe – just once or twice – you can say sumbitch, but only when the content absolutely warrants or Ted Cruz is mentioned. Momma comes to this website. Momma is 87 years old but she will get on an airplane and come wash your mouth out with soap. You think I’m joking? I’m not.
Now to the fun stuff. If I know you, you can comment without me reading it first. If I don’t know you, you can’t. I have to approve it and I’m a busy woman. Being the Texas Chainsaw Manicurist takes time out of my day, so you might have to wait to get your comment approved. That’s what you get for not knowing me. It’s a tough price to pay.
This is not a democracy – it’s a beauty salon and I say what gets posted.
The last time I was in a good mood was 1954. Just letting you know in case you want to complain.