Little Old Ladies Laugh At The Secret Service...

  So whilst I was on hiatus from Sawdust and Cowpies, the Bama came to town bringing a whole tribe of confusion and chaos to our little community for... hell I don't know why.  He was here, visited the ethanol plant down the road from me, spun around in circles, spent a veritable shitload of your money, ate at a diner, schlepped around the area, got back on the Bama plane and took a vacation.

  Oh wait, here's a pic of him at the little diner over in Monroe City that he stopped and was just "one of the guys" and ate at.   That's "one of the guys" if one of the guys happens to travel with a half dozen black Suburbans, another 8 or 9 white GM vans, a plethora of Missouri Highway Patrolmen, MODOT employees, a couple 3 dozen sheriff deputies, a bomb disposal unit (yes... a bomb disposal unit) and untold dozens of Secret Service and FBI lurking in the bushes and trees along his route.   So... just like one of the guys, he gets some food at some diner that I can't remember the name of and someone snapped this totally awesome pic of him with a local dude giving him the bunny ears....

  Does that freakin' rock or what?  Yeah it didn't make it into mainstream media.  :-)

Okay so on with my story.   So they shut down miles and miles of highway, cost $26,000 per mile of highway that he traveled by car (true fact... that'll piss you off eh?) The security around here was ridiculous 'cause I hear his approval rating is like the lowest of any president in just about ever.  When folks don't like the pres I guess they spend a lot more time and money keeping him all comfy and stuff.  

Anyhow my mom and my aunt decided they were gonna drive over to highway 36 and wave at the president as he drove by.  Yes.   So they hit 'bout 10 backroads and launched out on a very very empty, desolate, traffic devoid strip of highway 36.   About a mile or two of driving and being the only vehicle in either the East or Westbound lanes a MO State Trooper pulls up behind 'em.  Lights blazing, siren on... the works, and he pulls over these two little gray haired ladies in the powder blue Lincoln Continental and asks them what the heck they think they're doing.   They replied "We just want to see Obama"  The trooper asks them "How in the name of God did you even get on the highway?"   They told him they took some back roads and kinda came out on a farm road and voila, there they are. 

Welp, neither my Mother nor my Aunt went to jail or anything, thank goodness, but they did get a very VERY personal escort up to highway K and headed back towards home.  Funny part of this, we didn't know anything about it for a few days, neither one of 'em fessed up right away to what they'd done, but Sally saw "A car that looked just like your Mom and Dad's Lincoln" getting headed up a very lonely highway by a cop.

Eh well... Good deal we threw down all that money for security huh? 

Lordy....





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