Oh Rick Perry, you are the answer to my dreams.

Rick Perry’s interview in The Atlantic, where he gives a 3,000 word summery of why he wears glasses and that’s the “long story short” version, is a wealth of crap I did not want to know about anybody, much less Rick Perry.

But, the best?

He met with South Carolina’s Rep. Mick Mulvaney and his wife, Pam.  The discussion turned to “the uncomfortably stiff cowboy boots Pam is sporting, custom made from a gator she shot while in Louisiana.” Then things got weird.

Next thing you know, one of Pam’s boots is off her foot and in the governor’s hands. (Perry himself has sworn off cowboy boots in deference to his temperamental spine.) Perry flexes the sole, then sticks his face down inside the shiny black footwear and inhales deeply. “I just love the smell of new leather!” he announces happily. He pauses, looks over at me, and asks, “This is going to wind up in your piece, isn’t it? ‘He likes to sniff women’s shoes!'” The governor chuckles, then resumes his discussion with Pam about the best way to break in boots. (Short answer: You just gotta wear ’em.)

Oh, he’s just made for fun.

Thanks to Kyle for the heads up.