you know… i knew it.

i knew today would be awesome.

i just had to wait for it to come along.  and it came along in the form of this guy.

i was walking back from lunch with my co-workers and stopping by the post office to mail off some records, when i bumped right into a mini-teaparty group on their way to protest at the state capitol, no doubt.  it took every ounce of self control not to shout with joy.

i followed right behind the group as they marched down the street, studying them in detail, reveling in the right-wing nutcase excitement.  i wanted to accost everyone who walked by our group and say “CHECK THESE GUYS OUT!!  I KNOW, RIGHT?!  CRAZY!”

anyway, this guy was the ringleader.  his “don’t tread on me flag” was juxtaposed nicely with his american flag/eagle/constitution button-up shirt.  this man clearly was a true patriot.  the piece de resistance, of course, was his sidearm.  yes, he was carrying a HANDGUN.  and, to be fair, in his other holster he had a bottle of gatorade.  this was a well-hydrated right wing teaparty nutjob.

i should just go home now.  i’m never going to see anything this cool downtown again.