The (Deep) South Carolina

Officer Werner (as she had yet to change to Reck officially on her ID and cop apparel) requested that I not put a picture of her in the uniform on Facebook. As a man of my word I held true to that. But she never said anything about pookon.com so here you go world - Officer Werner and her husband Mr. Reck. I'll probably get a cease and desist letter asking me to take this down, but unless she serves me a warrant I ain't doing shit. I know my rights. And my right is to do whatever I want, even showing the school that she works at. I'm not scared of nothing. Until I get tased that is.

They love Cocks down here in South Carolina. I don't mean that in a gay way or anything but if that's your thing I'm ok with that. I'm talking about the Gamecocks. The University of South Carolina chose a fighting rooster for their mascot and sports team name. Now I've never went toe to toe with a rooster but I'm pretty sure that I could kick its ass. Doesn't strike fear in the heart of men if you want my honest opinion. But everyone down here is crazy for the college team because that's all they got, unless you consider the professional sports teams in North Carolina like the Carolina Hurricanes, Carolina Panthers and Charlotte Bobcats. But they don't, so they love their college sports in this town.

I was the creepy guy hanging out in the back next to the baked good tables and taking pictures of the kids. I will point out that none of the kids are mine. Or at least that I know of. Most of the parents there must not have known I wasn't one of them, or else I would have been kicked out or arrested by Officer Werner for creeping around. I'm sorry that these aren't my kids but I was having a really good time listening to them sing songs and play instruments. Plus those rice krispie treats were to die for. What did those moms put in them? Butter and marshmallows?

The South is good for two things - rising again and having sweet old timey architecture. They just don't build 'em up North like this. Plantation and slave owners may not have had the best intentions, but they sure did know how to live in luxury. Of course that was because they had free labor and everything, so in hindsight it was a bad idea. But at least they left behind this cool stuff to look at. And now I'm going to get off of this subject because I know there is someone out there who is shaking their head and saying that I reached a new low. Stop reading Mom.

I don't remember the outcome of the South Carolina Gamecocks football game nor do I even remember who they played. That's because I don't care about college sports and I was also too busy following the Milwaukee Bucks game on my phone. But I did notice that in the room next door there was an 80's themed party in the room next door complete with karaoke. Then I saw this Biff Tannon look-alike who was taking the 80's a little too seriously. He was a total jerk and I'm surprised that he didn't call me a butthead and try to start a fight with me. Lighten up jerk! You get your meat hooks off of me!