That's why it's a swing state

Driving the Turquoise Trail from Santa Fe to Albuquerque, I stopped in Madrid (pronounced MAY-dreed MAH-drid) for coffee at the Red Door Cafe. As I walked in, a young woman behind the counter was addressing a group of old-timers sitting around with their newspapers and cigarettes.

Young Woman: You’re kidding, right? You don’t actually mean that, do you?

Old-timer: I’m dead serious. I think he’s great.

YW: Seriously? You think George W. Bush is great.

OT: Absolutely. I mean, just look at the guy. He’s got great hair.

YW: What?!? Who cares about his hair?

OT: I tell ya, if I still had hair, that’s how I’d want it done. That man has got a great head of… OF COURSE I DON’T LIKE HIM!!!

YW: I knew it. You can’t put nothing by on me. ​