Wonkette sez: Hook Them!
One of the most startling pieces of info to come out of this interview is Wonkette's revelation that she attended the University of Texas in Austin for a year in the 1990's; and since her father once was a professor there also, she's not new to the area. She briefly flashed the UT "Hook 'em!" hand thing--which, in case you're reading this in Kazakhstan, means that you fold in your middle and ring fingers and hold them down with your opposeable thumb and flash the remaining two fingers--which my camera caught, sort of.
I didn't go to UT--in fact, I've hated the place since the night a pack of UT frats trashed my ride in front of me in 1985--so I'm relieved that she transferred out at the first opportunity. If anything, her scraping the dirt of that overrated cow college from her Mary Janes and seeking culture, fulfillment, and love elsewhere makes Ana Marie Cox even more beautiful to me than she was when she took the stage 50 seconds earlier.
Wonkette sez: Hook Them!
One of the most startling pieces of info to come out of this interview is Wonkette's revelation that she attended the University of Texas in Austin for a year in the 1990's; and since her father once was a professor there also, she's not new to the area. She briefly flashed the UT "Hook 'em!" hand thing--which, in case you're reading this in Kazakhstan, means that you fold in your middle and ring fingers and hold them down with your opposeable thumb and flash the remaining two fingers--which my camera caught, sort of.
I didn't go to UT--in fact, I've hated the place since the night a pack of UT frats trashed my ride in front of me in 1985--so I'm relieved that she transferred out at the first opportunity. If anything, her scraping the dirt of that overrated cow college from her Mary Janes and seeking culture, fulfillment, and love elsewhere makes Ana Marie Cox even more beautiful to me than she was when she took the stage 50 seconds earlier.