Cool story, WaSteJo:
Rep.-elect Tim Griffin, an Army reservist, stood near the gym in the Rayburn House Office Building and used some compass software on his phone to navigate the paths to potential offices.
“We want to get as close to Rayburn as possible,” Mr. Griffin, an Arkansas Republican, told an aide. “I’ve got to walk all the way down this hall in the morning.”…Mr. Griffin plans to fly home to Arkansas and his family after the last vote each week.”
Ben Smith:
The larger and unmentioned chunk of Griffin’s resume is that of a political pro who’s spent most of his adult life in Washington (and not sleeping at the office): He’s a former GOP staffer, RNC and Bush campaign oppo hand, and Bush Administration official who was Karl Rove’s aide in some of the bitterest battles of the ’04 campaign.
Don’t get scared away by all the sandstone buildings and horrifyingly large pizza slices, little hick! If they have that in your new home in Arkansas, that is. [Ben Smith]
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He was a poor mountaineer who barely kept his family fed. And, then one day he was shooting up some food, when up from the ground came the bubbling crude…
Bravo. I laughed aloud at this. As I navigated the halls to my kitchen for a snack. I've got to snack faster!
You shouldn't mock this brave veteran! He's an Army reservist who fought many great battles alongside Karl Rove. The man's a veteran of the great Dubya re-election war of 2004 against the hated libruls.
That's how it was with the 1984 GOP newbies. It won't last past one good winter, once he realizes: a. they have 'women' in the Capitol b. who are not their wives c. that lobbyists will provide.
Or, in the case of at some GOP representatives who will certainly be named in the future, a. they have 'pages' in the Capitol b. who will not tell if plied with enough booze and pot c. that they can be convinced to 'lend' their dirty underwear.
"Karl Rove's aide" packs a hell of a lot of evil into three simple words. Kinda like "Idi Amin's taxidermist."
Or "James Trafficant's hairdresser."
BEAM ME UP!
Or "Adolf Hitler's girlfriend." Yeah, I'm talking about you Eva Braun, with your crazy ass.
Rush Limbaugh's houseboy.
"Beelzebub's fluffer." See? Got it down to two.
Caligula's party planner…
Dick Cheney's cardiologist.
Tim Griffin. I think we'll be hearing that name again soon, and not in a good way. Has a folksy ring to it, though, kind of like Ted Bundy or Charles Manson.
Doing a little research, seems he was appointed United States Attorney for the Eastern District of Arkansas by **drumroll** Alberto "Fredo" Gonzales. Honestly, how much more sterling could this guy's resume get? And, he did opposition research for the RNC for John McCain, but originally was looking to join Fred Thompson's campaign.
This guy has WIN written all over his round, chubby face.
For reasons I will not share, I was looking at the IMDB.com page for the vaunted American football film classic Necessary Roughness the other day, & noticed Ol' Fred was in that.
Now, I must see it. (As though the three-headed Hollywood monster of Scott Bakula*, Sinbad, & Kathy Ireland was not enough, already.)
*He's great in The Informant!.
Please share.
Bush's Brain.
The great thing about living in your office for a Republican Congressman is that it is a lot easier to teach the new pages the old Congressional game of "snorkeling."
Yes but that all happens in Longworth, if you get my drift, not Rayburn.
Snorkeling . . . is that anything like a Rusty Venture?
Kind of, in that they are both appallingly disgusting.
No Colonel Gentleman, that's referred to as a"double frogman".
George Rekker's Travel Agent.
I just wish he would have told us about that one time, at band camp …
Boy, all those flights back to Arky are really going to take a chunk out of his savings.
So, lobbyist supplied monies/tickets, or military jets?
& I'll be: I never thought I'd see a 'Pelosi' in the Sons of Confederate Veterans. Where all the Italians were in the antebellum South I don't know. New Orleans (with the other, Francophonic Papists)?
Wait…did this guy run as a Teapotter? How's that screechy outsidey thing workin' for ya?
Ask him again after he's done making the pages screech and try to run outside.
In his defense it says Griffin "plans to" go home to Arkansas a lot, it doesn't specify that he will actually do that. As for his "compass software," I wonder if he enabled his Gaydar settings. Because my readings are going through the roof.
Schocker!
If he is so friggin hardcore he should just pile up some old coats on a park bench and prop his feet up in a battered old wheelchair, like most non-apartment dwellers in DC.
do you mean a shopping cart?
"I've got to walk all the way down this hall in the morning." Sorry lard ass, your Ford 150 Petrol-guzzler won't fit in the hallway. May your heart attack/stroke happen early in your 'career'.
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