Kinky Friedman!!!!

When I started my new job working for the acronym that brought me here to Texas, I had one goal in mind: I, Mary D., was going to bring Kinky Friedman to an HISD school during [acroynm] week, wherein Texas-based celebrities teach in corps members classrooms for a day. I've had a thing for Kinky ever since attending the National Book Festival with my dad, a Kinky fan, and meeting the guy. When I found out that 1. he was running for governor and 2. I'd be in charge of this particular event, it felt like the stars aligning.

So today my co-worker calls me into her office and says, "Hey Mary, guess who we got for [acroynm] week?" and I just about jump out of my skin. And then she tells me that he's also coming to our Sponsor-a-Teacher party, and I realize there's a very strong chance I will smoke a cigar with Mr. Friedman himself, and oh my god maybe he'll two-step with me, and I spontaneously combust.

For those of you who have not been exposed to "The Kinkster," a self-proclaimed Jewish Cowboy Poet, here's an excerpt from his most recent novel. Sure, it's not the most high-brow literature, but for what it is, it's terrific. And you should really check out his campaign website, ("How hard can it be?), because even if you don't agree with his politics (and really, how could you NOT), it's freaking funny.

Chapter 11, The Prisoner of Vandam Street

If you'd like to become a Friend of [Acroynm] for an annual $25 membership fee, which includes discount tickets to this party and others, as well as a fashionable acronym window decal, contact me and I'll set you up.