A Typical Day in Texas

It was just the normal kind of thing, get up, say Morning Prayer, check ZeroHedge, Drudge, Virtueonline, Stand Firm and head off to the front office porch to conduct the business of the day. Sure enough, before you can say Boycott Burger King, half the Mission turns up on the porch to "get the job done," whatever the various "jobs" might happen to be. I like that and think it's right for clergy to live in parish housing; it puts you in the action.

The Butts

Then I figured it was time for a shoot, so I drove off to the range where I cleverly shot Marlboro Light boxes off of sticks at around 50 yards with a venerable J.C. Higgins .22. Then I moved to a more dangerous paper adversary, the green silhouette. 

Lush Verdant Range Thanks to Climate Change

A Biretta PX4 Storm .45 beat that down and I was pleased to see a decent group. A little left of the X but hey, not too bad.

Go On. Get in the X Ring.

Fun over, I drove back to the compound, met with several church people, said Evening Prayer and drove off to one of the Missions to say Mass. When I got back, a maniacal chicken rushed my truck. Like an assassin. Then it swerved off into the side of HQ to peck at the wall of my house; the bird was mad, obviously, and I walked over to speak to Pedro, its owner.

Must Say Mass in Spanish

Pedro was afraid I'd report his chickens to the "city" and I told him no, I liked his chickens and would be sad if they left. I also hinted that Pedro and Maria might wake up on Sunday morning and come to Mass. He thought that was a good idea.

Back in the Front Office

The day ended back in the front office, where I cleaned a pistol and talked with church people. 

So now you know what it's like, in Texas. On a good day.

God bless,

LSP

Burger King Gets Gay

American fast food giant, Burger King, is selling its signature classic Whopper in rainbow packaging. Dubbed the "Proud Whopper," the gay pride burger unwraps to reveal the slogan, "We're all the same inside."

All the same inside? Or just the burgers?

That may be true of the duplicitous gay burger, which pretends to be something new on its rainbow-wrapped exterior but ends up being nothing other than the same old Whopper that people have been choking down for $4.29 since forever. But what about people, are we all the same inside? 

Flaming Broiled

Burger King seems to think so, and believes this reinforces their cryptic new branding slogan "Be Your Way." That argues for individuality and personal expression but if we're all the same inside then what are we? An army of clones? There's no room for individual personality in that, just the gay life of the Burger King Hive Mind.

Welcome to the Hive

Well done, Libs, for yet again producing the exact opposite of your intended result. BK's deceitful gay burgers are being sold in San Francisco. Go figure.

LSP