I guess what they say is true about hell having no fury and all that.
Gubernatorial candidate Sen. Kay Bailey Hutchison said Gov. Rick Perry should be looking for ways to accept $550 million in unemployment fund stimulus money but without committing the state to future federal mandates.
Which sounds to me like proof positive that ol’ Kay Bitchy didn’t read the stimulus bill before creaming her panties to go sign off on it, either.  The Al-Obambi excuse-for-a-government has been very clear in emphasizing that there were going to be strings attached with just such an acceptance.  How it could be spent, where it could be spent, when, etc.
But I guess Kay Bimbo-y was too busy being the fuckin’ Breck Girl™  to worry about that.
She told reporters at a Texas Daily Newspaper Association meeting Monday there may be a way to do that. She said Perry should be looking at every avenue to keep employers from facing higher unemployment taxes next year.
Yeah, well here’s an idea, Kay Bint-y:  Howzabout cutting taxes so employers can, you know, PUT PEOPLE BACK TO WORK AND NOT HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT THAT, HUH?!?!?!  I dunno, seems to me that if the citizenry at large is, y’know, actually working, employers aren’t having to worry so much about paying to have these guys sit on their asses.  Y’think?
One wonders how the hell Kay Bitchy’s managed to stay in the Senate all these years, given how atrophied that fecal grey matter between her ears is.
Denizens, y’wanna know the difference between B. HUSSEIN!!!  Obambi and those who participate in the Special Olympics?
The Special Olympians are far more intelligent.
[SCENE:  On the bridge of Pegasus.  When last we left Our Intrepid Heroes™, Chief Engineer Lt. Commander Ozymandias McCool had just announced an imminent warp core breach.  Admiral Darth Venomous immediately ordered all hands to escape pods.]
VENOMOUS:  Shit!  RED ALERT!!!  All hands to escape pods!!  ABANDON SHIP!!!
[Pegasus’  bridge begins to clear as personnel scurry for the pods.]
VENOMOUS:  Captain, see to the safety of all hands!  Move your ass!
KORRIOTH:  Yes, Admiral.  [He hurries aft.]
VENOMOUS (to speaker):  McCool, can you give us any more time?  Slow down the rate of decay in the matter/anti-matter chamber?
OZY MCCOOL (over speaker):  I’m trying, m’liege, but I need the computer for that, and it’s in the process of frying, too!  All my control displays down here have locked up tight, and three of them have turned solid blue and started spouting gibberish!
VENOMOUS (mostly to himself):  Blue screen?  What the fuck…???  [1.76 seconds later, the light bulb goes off in His Rudeness’ head.  His eyes grow wide as he realizes what it has to be.]  Pipe it up here, Ozy, now!
OZY MCCOOL:  But, Admiral—
VENOMOUS:  Now, Commander!!!!!
[The chief engineer obliges, most fearfully.]
VENOMOUS:  Holy fuckin’ shit!!!  Shut it down, McCool!  Shut the motherfucking computer down immediately!!!!!
OZY MCCOOL:  But Admiral, what about—
VENOMOUS:  NOW, Lieutenant!!!
[McCool is too terrified by the Admiral’s desperate tone to even notice that he’s just been demoted.  He runs to his personal console and begins pounding buttons.
The response is what you’ve probably figured out it would be – which is to say, nothing.]
OZY MCCOOL:  No response, Admiral!  She won’t shut down and the breach could happen any second!
VENOMOUS:  I don’t care what it takes, McCool!  Destroy it with a phaser if you have to, but get that fucking computer down!!!
UNKNOWN VOICE (over speaker): 90 seconds to breach, Commander!
VENOMOUS (to himself):  Dammit, dammit, dammit…!!!  [He sprints off the bridge, headed towards Engineering.]
(To be continued…)