January 17, 2017 By: Juanita Jean Herownself Category: Uncategorized
Welcome to The World's Most Dangerous Beauty Salon, Inc.
My name is Susan DuQuesnay Bankston. I live in Richmond, Texas, in the heart of Tom DeLay's old district. It's nuttier than squirrel poop here.
I am honored and privileged to know Miss Juanita Jean Herownself, hairdresser extraordinary and political maven. Since she does not have time to fiddle with this internet stuff, I type her website for her and you can read it if you want to. If you don't, she truly does not give a big bear's butt.
A lot of what I post here has to do with local politics, but you probably have the same folks in your local government.
This ain't a blog. Blogs are way too trendy for me. This is a professional political organization.
But I don’t like crunchy cheetos. My favorites are HEB extra cheesy poofs. I would like a dart board with this too 🙂
1Well, that’s just the sweetest thing. Truly. But what will that sister have for the other 11 months? And the way things are going I see her grazing through that stuff in week!
2I don’t see any darts for that photo…
3Heck, she’ll go through that on her way to the march in DC!
4A thoughtful and lovely gift, but unfortunately not enough to last four years.
5What? No S’mores?
6Yep. Looks fine to me. Enjoy. Gonna be fun. N…damaging.
7That IS funny. I agree about the need for a dart board and darts. More booze too, much more booze. A little weed for folks in legal states?
8No dartboard, but my old archery target had a photo of Nixon taped to it. I was too young for whisky then, but I’ll take it now if I run out of fruity rum drinks. I could also use some sunscreen and bug repellant, just for the smells, to make me think I’m on some lovely tropical island and not here and now.
Good luck to Fenway Fran’s daughters and all of us who have to survive these horrors until we oust them.
9Lynn,
10I agree. Think the care package should be sent every 6 months or less!
I will need a blood pressure cuff and aspirin.
11Whether that square slab with Donnie’s picture is a urinal cake or a metaphor for a coroner’s slab with Donnie on it, it’s a package to be appreciated.
12Friday morning I have an appointment to donate blood which will make my after-work beverages work better.
I won’t be watching or listening. January 20, 1969 was the day my Father died and I’m pretty sure this Friday will be an even worse day for me than that one was.
13I’m so sorry Don. At least your poor Dad isn’t here to be subjected to the inhuman crap our illustrious Congress (R) is going to stick to our sick and elderly friends and relatives as soon as they get down to business. My mom will be 81 in May and has been an insulin dependent type 1 diabetic for 62 of those years. Whatever plan Paul Ryan is hatching will bankrupt her, then probably us, and ultimately kill her. My dad escaped us in October, and had been bedridden in a nursing home for 10 months. His long term insurance and Medicare paid for most of his care, and it was pretty darn good care too. I’m glad he won’t have to have everything whittled away from him til he dies of neglect. What is wrong with those selfish inhuman bastards?? How on earth did we get here??
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