POLITICS IN CRESTED BUTTE
We need to send these people to Washington.
Wilson was ready to try something other than flipping a coin. “It was good because we didn’t know each other very well. If [Mason] knew me better, he’d know I don’t like guns and so would never be a cowboy. I am a bear-ninja inside.”
(Thanks to Claire Martin)
Geez - do they live in Mooseport or something?
Posted by: Diva | November 30, 2009 at 11:46 AM
Calling ACORN ....
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | November 30, 2009 at 11:49 AM
They need to try Rock-Paper-Scissors-Lizard-Spock...
Posted by: Allen at Division | November 30, 2009 at 11:52 AM
I suppose this is what you do when your butt is crested.
Posted by: Layzeeboy | November 30, 2009 at 12:01 PM
... and here I was thinking "WHICH character goes on the town's flag?"
Posted by: kibby F5 | November 30, 2009 at 12:17 PM
I think the key phrase was:
“It was pretty fun doing it with Phoebe,” Mason said. “Phoebe and I were cracking up and we had probably 10 people watching, wondering what the heck was going on.
We sort of do the same thing here in North and South Carolina but Mark Sanford and John Edwards didn't let us watch thank goodness.
Posted by: nursecindy | November 30, 2009 at 12:47 PM
C'mon, nursecindy . . . we all know deep down you wish you had some Gaucho in you.
Posted by: bonmot | November 30, 2009 at 02:49 PM
Idiot-Geek-Doofus
Posted by: Loudmouth | November 30, 2009 at 04:32 PM
Life is a gamble; our only choices are which games to play and how much to bet? This is just another variation of the game.
Posted by: Steve | November 30, 2009 at 07:27 PM