It's Freedom Day! Rejoice! Rejoice!

Happy Monday everybody! ‘Tis a great day, a great day indeed!

Today marks Freedom Day in Oklahoma. That is, freedom from oppression by people who would stand in the way of the rest of us getting a cold, full-strength beer. Finally, the long-promised change in Oklahoma’s weird and antiquated liquor laws has fallen to the wayside!
Rejoice, damn you! Rejoice! I even heard a news broadcaster on Channel 5 refer to today as “historic.” Yep, that’s what it is alright…

For those of you who are non-drinkers or simply live elsewhere, herewith is what I speak: Up until today, there was only one place that law-abiding, joyful imbibers such as myself could buy wine and/or real beer (full-strength). Namely, a heavily regulated liquor store. Said liquor stores could not be open on Sundays or holidays – even if the owner chose to do so. They could only be open from 10AM to 9PM on the days they were open. The beer could NOT be cold. And, the prices approached ridiculous.

Two years ago, the voters of the state of Oklahoma passed an initiative to change all that. Almost immediately, moronic members of the state legislature, declaring that voters didn’t understand the initiative stepped in to try and stop its implementation. Rat bastards.

You know, I’m getting really tired of a handful of corrupt drug abusing sexual offenders and pedophiles telling me how I should live my life, but I digress.

In the end, the people won out! And, now I can go to the local Walmart or United and buy cold refreshing adult beverages.

Okay, probably not a big deal for you, but here at The Compound we take our cold refreshing adult beverages seriously.

Meanwhile, I’m probably going to need those cold refreshing adult beverages given the chaos around here. Word has made it to the various spiritualist groups around the country that the Cabinet Saloon Re-replication is up and open for business.

It’s only a matter of time before those freaks begin showing up here again in their annual quest to communicate with Temple Houston (hint: him dead).

Well, at least we’ll have cold refreshing adult beverages to share with the gang when they arrive. October 8th (a Monday this year) marks the 113th anniversary of the famous shootout between Temple Houston, Jack Love, and the Jennings Brothers.

So far, the past arrival of spiritualists has brought with it disaster, but hey, this is The Compound so you have to expect that, right?

The Wife arrived back here after being deported from Tahiti. She has taken up her usual spot atop the roof smoking her favorite filterless Pall Malls and chugging Old Crow whiskey, all while singing “My Philadephia Home.” She isn’t happy that Friend Lamont is still here and has his RV parked down near the road. Whenever Friend Lamont comes up to the Main House, she flicks her cigarettes at him. She saves the empty whiskey bottles for lobbing at Cousin Fred whenever he gets too close.

So…things are back to normal around here, but at least I have access to cold refreshing adult beverages.
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That is all!

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