Baby’s Head Soft Spot #2 — Irrational Fear of the Red Chinese

Who knows where such an irrational fear starts? Maybe with those cousins who had me convinced that the Red Chinese were gonna cross the Mexican border and take over Texas. Maybe it was the old movie Terror of the Tongs. ‘Course this was mightily contradicted by my second grade “vision” of Jesus walking across our school crosswalk. It was a traditional White Boy Jesus with ivory skin tone and golden hair, although he was wearing some tire-tread sandals and a satin boxing robe emblazoned with the initials, JC. He was here to save us all from the Red Chinese and the Russians! Luckily, I never told anyone about this vision because Jesus never made a real appearance. But then, neither did the Red Chinese.

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Published in: on April 15, 2008 at 4:23 pm  Comments (1)  
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The Sam Houston Memorial Decanter

My sidekick, the Beaumont Bearkat, actually went to college in a prison town — Sam Houston State University in Huntsville, Texas. When the sirens went off to warn the town about an escapee, she said they would open the dorm windows, fire up a cigarette, and get out the Jack Daniels. One of those party campuses that I’ve only heard about.

How appropriate then that they built an enormous milk white decanter of the great Sam Houston out on Interstate 45. I’ve seen decanters of W.C. Fields, Robert E. Lee, King Kong, and a melancholy rodeo clown but this one wins the booby prize.

Very nice gift shop, though.

Published in: on April 14, 2008 at 4:31 pm  Leave a Comment