random and "savage" thoughts while driving

some random and "savage" thoughts while driving across antelope paradise this afternoon. driving back to Colorado from the albaturkey today I stopped to gas up at Las Vegas New Mexico and when I went inside the Shell station to pay up, the young hispanic lady gave me my change and said her few words in english "thank you" and "have a nice day" Now these people have been living in this area for around 400 years and you would think in all that time the INS would have been able to track them all down and ship them back to where they came from, but I digress, anyway, I get back on the interstate and keep an eye out for Don Imus's new red Ford pickup that he got last sat but no sign of him so I watch for the antelope that inhabit this part of the old west in very large numbers and spot a few here and there but none of the large herds I am used to seeing. Having played the "Government Mule" CD for the 3rd time and getting a bit tired of it I turn on the radio. Now out here there ain't much radio to hear especially FM so I flip to AM and pick up some talk radio out of Albuquerque and there is this guy named Michael Savage talking away about how he hates Bill Clinton, gay waiters in San Franciso and most anyone that eats shellfish (especially crab and lobster). Now I readily admit that I don't know diddly about this Michael Savage but before long I am laughing so hard that I am sure my pickup is weaving between lanes so I turn back to FM and pickup NPR and listen to Garrison Keilor talk about how all the protestent christians he knows thrive on Kraft American cheese in the "individually wrapped" packages thrown on to really white bread with bologna. Damn, I am laughing again so hard I have to put the Government Mule CD back on while I cruise over Raton pass through the much needed rain.