happy cinco de mayo

oh, i jest.  

for those of you who read this post, you may have come to the conclusion that cinco de mayo has become a well-loved favorite in the white house.  

yes, indeed.  

after all, isn't it is so wonderful to be stuck on the highway...unable to exit...due to the police entourage blocking the streets...so that native cinco-de-mayo-ens can cruise the roads...in their big, huge trucks...with the word "chihuahua" in lovely tattoo script printed on the back window....blaring their non-english music...waving their non-american flags...up and down, up and down...for friday, saturday, and sunday night...all night?

clearly, i cannot think of one reason why i shouldn't be happy about such a fantastic holiday.