Customer Ralph is one of those guys who has a knack for finding weird and odd things on the internet.  I’m pondering on whether to have a regular Sunday morning weirdfest of places you can visit without the off-chance of catching some terrible disease.

Take, for example, the fact that Callista’s hair has its own Facebook page.

Or that you might have some trouble telling the difference between Dwight Schrute and Newt Gingrich.  I only got 7 out of ten right.

If you have any more exotic places to visit, let us know in the comment section, and bragging rights are freely available for anyone who can beat my score on the Newt/ Dwight thing.

Thanks to Ralph for being perfectly weird.

…  but it was close.

I have been at the State Democratic  Executive Committee meeting in Austin this weekend and it was more fun than recess in heaven.   To show you how cool it was — I was the least cool person there, and I am pretty damn cool.  More on that later.  I mean, the meeting, not how cool I am.  Although that’s up for discussion, too.

Right now I want to talk about President Obama’s “compromise” on contraception for Catholic employees.  I put compromise in quotation marks because I don’t think what he did is properly called compromise.  I think he dead solid perfect outfoxed his opponents and took a major political issue away from them while insuring that women who want contraception get it — for damn free.

In what world is that a loss, for women or for President Obama? The mainstream media is so intimidated about Republicans calling them liberal that they have to make a genius move by President Obama seem like it was a “cave-in.”  It wasn’t.  It was brilliant.  It was government at its finest. It’s how government works when it works well.

Look, we know that the right wing lost the economic war.  Things are on the upswing and we are better off than we were under Bush.  They have lost that argument.  They have also lost the argument that they can keep us safer – President Obama accomplished more against terrorists with a scalpel  than they did with a sledgehammer and billions of dollars.

So they returned to the culture wars, and now he’s outsmarting them on that front, too.

Bless his heart, Rick Santorum (don’t google it, Momma) now has a new approach:  Obama thinks he’s smarter than you.

“He thinks he knows better. He thinks he’s smarter than you. He thinks he’s a privileged person who should be able to rule over all of you.”

Holy cow, we’ve come a long way from John Kennedy’s “the best and the brightest,” haven’t we?

Santorum, of course, was trying to appeal to that person who understood what he was really saying:  Obama is black and a tad uppity for our taste.

I’m a white girl.  I don’t see racism behind every corner, but, dammit, I see it big, bold and bright right here.

Why, in Jesus’ sweet name, would it be bad for the President of the United States of America be smarter than Jim Bob down at the bowling alley?  I thought that was kinda what we were hunting for with all these debates and Meet the Press interviews.  Were we looking for another Bush?  Did I miss something?

President Obama is most certainly smarter than Rick Santorum.  I know he’s smarter than I am and I’m powerfully glad of that because I’d make a mess of things but, hell, I’m smarter than all of Rick Santorum’s audience at CPAC.  Combined.  No, seriously.  I have SAT scores to prove it.

President Obama is smart and that is a good thing. If that’s the worst you guys got on him, you need some better guys.

By the way, this is on another subject, but Bubba was listening to all the contraception talk on teevee and he said there’s three people who should never be allowed to discuss s-e-x:  Newt Gingrich, Herman Cain, and the entire Catholic priesthood.

Rick Perry showed up at the CPAC conference, mainly I think just to give me something to write about.

I would have gone to the convention myself just to report on it, but until they absolutely positively prove that goofy is not contagious, I ain’t going and that’s that.

So, Crooks and Liars sent a reporter who heard something interesting.

Around noon I was sitting in a chair near the VIP room. Rick Perry was scheduled to speak at 1:20 p.m. in the Marriott ballroom. Three tall white men wearing suits and earbuds were seated across from me. One was standing. They briefly discussed security.

“I asked him if he wanted a walkthrough… and he said, ‘I’m drunk, I don’t care,'” said the older looking gentleman, who had apparently talked to the person he was securing.

Another one said, “Thanks for taking one for the team Rick.”

Errrr …. what team would that be, Rick?  The Ignorant Damfool Texas Governors Fighting Presidential Doofuses?  Hey, there’s John Connally, Baby Bush, and you.  Team Hair Apparent?

And, he was admittedly drunk.  But I can’t say anything about that because I couldn’t go there sober either.

Thanks to Ralph for the heads-up.

The folks over at InTrade are letting their gamblers make prediction and give odds on who will win the Republican primary and the general election.  You can even buy shares in it.

Take a look.

Obama with 60% in November.  And you can put butter on Newt because he’s toast.

Now, if they’d give me odds on Calista Gingrich’s hair being able to cut diamonds, I’m in.

Thanks to Ralph for the heads-up.

Thanks, Guys, for all your help.  You’re the best.

And a big ole High Five and a Oreo Blizzard to Alfredo over at the Dairy Queen for his hard work and dedication to get this done.

I thank you.