This is a funny post and worth reading the whole thing. Once again, Sarah proves she's her own worst enemy.
http://theimmoralminority.blogspot.com/2010/12/it-is-deja-vu-all-over-again-at-sarah.html
It took me some time to decide if I REALLY wanted to attempt to attend yet another Sarah Palin book signing or not.
I mean after the last time I sort of had a bad taste in my mouth. But this one WAS in Anchorage, and it WAS at MY Costco store, and it WAS a whole year later. Surely this time it would probably be a rather tame excursion to one of my favorite stores which might provide a relatively entertaining story to share with you my loyal readers. So why not?
Perhaps I should have remembered just WHO I was talking about.
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Soon I was very close to the the Grizzled Mama. So close in fact that I swore I smelled moose chili and the faint scent of fading glory. (Fading glory smells a bit like burnt toast in case you were wondering.)
Then I saw Snowdrift Snookie herself, and she had even brought along Toad! Well THIS should be interesting.
Ah, what am I saying. NO way will Palin make a scene like the last time. And I had already been standing in line for such a long time, without incident, how could ANYBODY claim I was going to cause a disruption. (That is called foreshadowing kids.)
Just about the time that I had that thought, some lady, about ten people in front of me, started yelling at the Palins and had to be grabbed and escorted out by the security staff.
Whoa! And here I thought this might be a real snoozefest.
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One of the handlers directed me to the table, and as I arrived I found Todd's outstretched hand waiting for me. ("Finally!" I thought. "Now they will see that there was no reason to throw me out last year.")
I shook Todd's hand and returned his warm smile. (He really is a nice looking man up close, though quite thin and slightly built.)
He had a book open in front of him, with pen in hand ready to sign it. "What's your name?" He asked.
Unlike the first time I met Sarah I was not about to give a false name. So I told him my first name.
It took a second, but I saw the slow realization come over his face. So I smiled harder.
His face darkened just a bit, and his pen did not move. "And your last name?" He asked in much less friendly tone. Uh oh.
Well, in for a penny in for a pound I thought. So I told him my last name. And, what the hell, I smiled again.
"What do you want?" He asked in a rather confrontational tone.
"I want to get my book signed" I said. I kind of thought that was obvious.
Todd leaned over to Sarah, who was talking to somebody else and said my full name loud enough for everybody to hear it. (Nope, this is NOT good.)
No smile from Sarah, as she snatched the book, my book, out of Todd's hand.
"Oh you are the one who is trying to destroy my children!" She snapped.
"No I'm not" I responded.
"Well I will talk to you later, I am talking to this nice lady now." She said as she motioned for the security to come over.
This time there was no hand on the shoulder like in Wasilla, but the nice gentleman motioned for me to walk to the exit out of the book signing area, and away from the Palins. I did as requested (I really never had any intention of causing a scene), and I stood there for a minute, a little confused since Sarah was still holding my book under the one she was signing for the "nice lady."
A few minutes later one of the handlers walked up and handed me a book, from who knows where, and gestured that I should leave the area. So I did.
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