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Which I've repeated several times on here, but it's a good story.
In 1996, I was goofing around grad school at Oklahoma State University. A group I was in, Latin Dancing and Cultural Club, was participating in the homecoming parade for the first time. Our "float" was a large pick-up truck with a big boombox on the top of the cab, and all of us marching/dancing behind it. We and all the other entries were snaked throughout a neighborhood waiting our turn to enter the parade (we were 98 out of 140 entries). The colege democrat group was nearby so I went over and got a Clinton/Gore sticker. Not 5 minutes later, Jim Inhofe goes riding by on a horse with a saddle-blanket with his name on it. I told the faculty advisor of our group that I was going to get Jim away form his bodyguards, distract him with asking for an autograph, and then stick the sticker on his saddle blanket, at which point, she would take a picture.
And it would have worked too if it weren't for that meddling kid! There was a kid waiting to give me an Inhofe sticker so I was being looked at the entire time. Damn. So I got my autograph and walked around the other side of the horse really quickly and put the sticker on that side. My hope would be that he would ride through the parade stumping for Clinton/Gore on one side.
Alas, it was not to be. Half an hour later, it was finally time for us to move out. As we proceed through the neighborhood on our way to the parade entry point, I spotted Jim riding towards us with a pissed-off look on his face. I ducked down on one side of the truck and looked through the windows at him. He was standing up in his saddle, pissed off, and scanning the crowd for me. I later learned that he had ridden around the neighborhood a lot, jawboning with people and showing off the sticker until someone finally took pity on him and pointed it out to him. :)
And the story didn't end there. Two years later, I've moved to Tulsa, and a friend and I go out to a local swing club that's having some Latin music nights and teaching salsa. A woman in the lesson group told me that I looked familiar, but she couldn't figure out from where, but it would come to her. Later, she asked me, "Did you ever put a democratic sticker on a republican horse?"
Me: "Oh, were you at Oklahoma State in 1996?" Her: "No. I just moved here from Florida. Someone took your picture, and it was in my town's newspaper."
:)
TlalocW
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