tis the season

A while back, I was driving downtown and saw a huge, black stretch limo with banners on the side proclaiming, "THE REDNECK REVOLUTION IS COMING". I later found out that these were advertisements for a new Gretchen Wilson album. Though, this calmed my fears (except for the fact that there was about to be a new Gretchen Wilson album), I had no idea that the banners were more based in truth than I thought.

Today, I read in the local paper:

FROM NASCAR TO NUTCRACKER: Darrell Waltrip will make his first appearance in the Nashville Ballet's Nutcracker as "Mother Ginger". Waltrip will don a dress and maneuver across the stage at the Tennessee Performing Arts Center at 7 p.m. Friday. Once onstage, eight children magically appear from his voluminous skirts, dancing for joy.

For once, I have nothing to add. And to all a good night.

all my life

In my line of work, I see lots of paperwork. I practically live in an ever shifting sea of paperwork. I see paperwork about people being assaulted and sexually harrassed. I see people claiming discrimination and mistreatment. But not of them hit home with me quite like this one. She didn't check any boxes or answer any of the questions, only: