Big Orange? Wandering Around Town Today
I noticed all these people in orange, and thought: What does this remind me of?
My first thought was pumpkins, two weeks late for Halloween.
Nope. That’s not it. Then I realized what I was seeing: This is the color of county prisoners in jump suits, out doing pick-up on the highways.
It was a great day to be outside at a sporting event, in every way…
The town’s fulla good-looking women with long legs, short skirts, tall boots, and big shopping bags.
As for the orange crap everywhere … I thought they were highway construction crews taking a day off from their Recovery Act road patching projects.
Ben, should there come a time any blog site would require photos to accommodate comments I would nominate you for the job. You could start downtown and slooooowly work your way towards the highways.
Saturday was a great day to be a Rebel —fantastic weather, beautiful fall foliage on display in Oxford and on the UM campus, great food and fellowship in the Grove, and a big win for the Ole Miss football team! Dexter is the MAN!
And my victory cigar in the Grove after the game was very sweet (and in true Rebellious fashion, a complete disregard for the fascist anti-smoking policy –Ha).
‘…true Rebellious fashion..’
I wonder if that is what keeps all the Ole Miss boys who are pro-United States-going-to-war from actually backing up their pro-draft dodger Bush stance by joining the military?
Uh, Chico, I like you my man (I am 48 years old and we were at Ole Miss at the same time). But, I don’t know where you are coming from on that comment. You have apparently assumed something about me that could not be further from the truth. I HAVE SERVED in the military. I was not in a frat at Ole Miss. The summer between my second and third year in undergrad at UM, I went through Army Basic Training at Fort Knox KY and then came home to serve as an enlisted man (SP4 Army Scout) for 3 years in the ARNG 108th Armored Cav. unit based in Oxford. Then I attended OCS, graduated, and served as an Armored Cav. officer for 3 years, during which time I was the de facto Detachment Commander in Holly Springs. I did all of this while attending undergrad and law school at Ole Miss and working two other part-time jobs to help pay for school. While I have no clue what my military service has to do with my post or your comment, to the extent that it has some relevance, there you have it. I was fortunate not to have been sent into combat —only pure coincidence that I was not involved in the first Gulf War.
Maybe you don’t like cigars? And that is what set you off. I don’t know. I like good cigars, and well as fine wine, good beer, well-aged whiskey and bourbon, cooking and eating good food, etc. And I plan to continue my victory cigar smoking when the opportunity presents itself —-for all my years of following my Rebs through thick and thin, with no SEC titles to show for it, I think I deserve chance now and then to be “rebellious”.
No, no, no and no…
My post was not about you, it was about “…all the Ole Miss boys who are pro-United States-going-to-war from actually backing up their pro-draft dodger Bush stance by joining the military?”
I understand that I was quoting you, but my remark was about a wholly different set of people…
I applaud and thank you for your service. What I wrote was a product of living on Oxford and paying attention to the things I do. I remember vividly listening to a woman tell my grandmother –probably about 1969– in Shainberg’s in Tupelo about her son who died in service in Vietnam.
Since then, I have paid attention to soldier’s stories… from those in The New York Times to Bruce Springsteen lyrics to V.F.W. magazine. Living in Oxford, one is constantly exposed to trash who are all rah-rah-rah about the United States going to war but have no intention of joining the service. That they are often members of whites-only Ole Miss fraternities makes them that much more repulsive. There have been multiple soft-handed Ole Miss frat boys who have insisted to me that George W. Bush flew bombing missions over north Vietnam.
I was reading a Daily Mississippian columnist going on about how conservative he is, so much so that he would never be caught at a anti-war rally, before I read your comment and mine was a so-induced comment. It had almost nothing –besides the quote– to do with you, and I think upon re-reading it, you will agree.
I read about the hardships soldiers go through and then hear the Ole Miss fluff complain about football chants and parking and am repulsed.
The Marines turned me down in May, 1980, because my back had been broken in the summer of 1979. Hit me up sometime at Prpud Larrys for one of those good beers.
Let’s get back to the subject of good lookin’ wimmin with long legs, short skirts, tall boots, and big shopping bags … among other things. Y’all aren’t according this thread the seriosity it deserves.
afotl @ 11/15-3:38,
Is is safe to assume that by “beautiful fall foliage” you are referring to the same “foliage” Ben mentions in his first (and second) post?
Phantom, you mean this foliage: ..”good lookin’ wimmin with long legs, short skirts, tall boots, and big shopping bags “? No doubt.