Final wiping procedure can begin.

One bit of post-Operation Ex-Lax news.

The biggest remaining clingon splashes down in the porcelain sea of Thayer politics.

There are a couple of smaller clingons left, but at best, they will leave small skidmarks on the underwear of city bureaucracy.

All of which, of course, is a direct result of this.

4/12/07 UPDATE: It appears that after tomorrow, there will be one less potential skidmark to concern myself with. Like Jesus chasing the moneychangers from the temple, I have purged city hall of the arrogance, corruption and downright assholedness that has plagued it for far too long.

At an end your reign is, Deckard, and a not short enough one it was.

Operation Ex-Lax: MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!!!

As a Libertarian, I am accustomed to losing. Always.

But it feels pretty good to score a real victory for the good guys once in awhile.

Operation Ex-Lax is concluded and was a total, unmitigated success.

The mayor and his two cronies on the council were, as Clyde Frazier and Keith Hernandez say in that commercial, . . .

REEEE-*JECTED!*

Story here.

The two Alderman races were closer than I expected, which makes all the work I put into them that much more rewarding. Because maybe it was someone *I* reached out to that made the difference.

I should be gracious in my victory. And there may well come a time when I will be. But as demonstrated in this update at the end of the infamous TTA Dumbass Post, that day is not today.

Note the MIDI that plays when TTA is loaded now. Yep, that's "We Are The Champions" by Queen. A little predictable, I know. It's my second choice. I couldn't find a MIDI for my first choice, which was

"Na na na na, hey, he-ey . . . Good-Bye!"

Oh, yeah.

DEFINITELY having WAY too much fun with Operation Ex-Lax.

In case you're wondering, yes, those are Christmas lights.

Heh heh.

I am having way too much fun working on Operation Ex-Lax.

Thayer mayor makes it personal. Again.

[Warning: explicit language follows. It is the mayor's word, not mine.]

While sitting in my car across 2nd street from city hall before the 3/27/07 special Thayer city council meeting, I noticed the mayor arrive.

He walked up the sidewalk, cell phone firmly attached to his ear.

Apparently, he didn't realize his voice was carrying all the way across the street, because I heard him say, "I see dumbass is sitting over here across the street . . ." followed by some comment that went along the lines of "He thinks he's some big-time reporter."

In case there's any question, I was the only one sitting across the street.

Interesting that he lacked the cojones to say it to my face. And if he denies saying it, I'll offer to take a lie-detector test if he will and if the results will be in before the election.

You'd think he would have learned after the defeats of his economic developer sales tax and of his sometime ally on the council Fern Hickinbotham, that his making things personal with me always turns out badly for him.

For the record, this dumbass is a blogger who has no illusions of being a reporter, big-time or otherwise. The articles I write in the Hill 'n Holler are a means to accomplish a desired result, not an end unto themselves.

And in a week or so, we'll find out who the bigger dumbass is - the dumbass, or the one the dumbass outsmarted.

[Xposted to TTA.]

Not much new to report here.

Kinda slow lately.

Been working on Operation Ex-Lax and watched V for Vendetta last night.