Taking a week or so off from writing. According to the little people I live with, the buzz at the elementary school lunch-table is a water park near the Smokies. So while trying not losing my debit card in the wave pool, I hope to do a few other things, listed below.
First, (and I can’t believe I’m writing this sentence): Join the county posse.
Hamilton County Sheriff Jim Hammond has a posse, issuing membership to 71 county residents, 30 of whom are campaign donors.
These aren’t tequila-tough hombres. Nor is there a drought of deputies. Hammond’s 21st century, seemingly hand-picked posse only continues the sketch of the sheriff practicing inappropriate favoritism (Friends of Jim Hammond, the Lonnie Hood incident).
Still, I want in.