December 16, 2009

Back in El Paso my life would be worthless

Let me start off by admitting that there are some good things about El Paso I kind of miss. For one thing, the sun shines almost every day. And the Mexican food is pretty damn good. And ... did I already mention the sunshine thing?

One thing I don't miss is that it's basically impossible to spend a day without hearing that dreadful Marty Robbins El Paso song. Shopping music in the malls, the PA system in the airport, TV commercials: it's as hard to avoid as images of the Dear Leader are in North Korea. EXCEPT for this time of year, when the yowling about Rosa's Cantina is replaced by Jose Feliciano howling Feliz Navidad. Now, I'm man enough to admit that this isn't the worst holiday ditty ever recorded---that would be that horrifying Little Drummer Boy atrocity. But I've heard it enough that I'm joyful to be living somewhere else these days. And thankful that Comrade Obama hasn't yet been able to stop people from singing alternative lyrics and sticking the results on YouTube.

Posted by mayor mcsleaze at December 16, 2009 02:20 PM

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