Okay, this is a sign of the end times for sure …

Screw Thanksgiving dinner, we can have pie in a can.

Yes, that is Pringles Pecan Pie.  That is also frightening.

“Pringles knows that pecan pie is a favorite holiday treat, so the brand is excited to give consumers a convenient and delicious way to enjoy this seasonal flavor without the hassle of baking,” a company representative told TODAY.com in a statement. “Pringles brought back Pringles Cinnamon and Sugar flavor this holiday season given its popularity last year.”

It is guaranteed not to be actual food.

In all honesty, people have been killed over better ideas than that.

Thanks to Kyle for the heads up.

San Angelo, Texas, is out in West Texas 100 miles southwest of Abilene.  Abilene is near nothin’.  In every way.  Abilene’s main crop is dust, and their biggest export is Baptists.  America used to store our nuclear missiles in Abilene at an Air Force base, because if they accidentally blew up it would be considered urban renewal.

San Angelo is more worthless than Abilene.  Hell, they even shut down the Chamber of Commerce because there wasn’t any.  I spent a week in San Angelo one day.

So, when Republican State Representative Drew Darby of San Angelo was flying out of the Austin airport, he was stunned, stunned I tell you, that he could not carry a .38 caliber Ruger and six rounds of ammunition in a magazine on the damn airplane.

It was in his carry-on bag.  He “forgot” it was there.  So, all in all, it’s probably a pretty good thing the TSA found it before one of Darby’s grandchildren did.

I dunno about you, but if I have a deadly weapon, I like to know where it is.  I mean, it ain’t gonna do me much good if a bad man tries to mug me and I don’t know where the hell I put my concealed weapon.

Yeah, Darby, we’re idiots.  We believe you’re a NRA shrill and you “forgot” where your weapon is.  Yep.  We buy that.

Thanks to everybody for the heads up.

I was in school and they a student came in the classroom with a note for the teacher.  We were told that John Kennedy was dead.  There were gasps, but the teacher continued on after that.

My Bubba, who had just turned 16 at the time, recalls, “Fifty years ago, I was on Main Street in Dallas, just 4 blocks from Dealey Plaza watching President Kennedy’s motorcade. I was right on the curb and both the President and Jackie waived at me, my mother and my auntie. In 1960, I made handmade JFK pushcards and passed them out on my paper route in Dallas. That was the beginning on my political activism. I will never forget the excitement of waving to my President and First Lady and the horror, shock and grief of learning of his death.”

I found this in his closet when we were moving in together.  I had it framed and it has held a place of honor in our home since that day.  It’s an original.

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Go Leticia, GO!

Thanks to John for the great graphic.

When the Republican Governor’s Association met and someone suggested that they change the way they do their Presidential debates, Governor Rick Perry shouted, “Hell, yeah.”

He had three good reasons for wanting the change the process:

1.  It would be much more exciting if we found out that the Republican was an idiot during actual Presidential debates.

2.  It’s hard to remember what your speechwriters tell you to say.

3.  Uh, just a minute, uh, did I mention that it’s hard to remember? I did?, okay, uh ….

Thanks to Kyle for the heads up.