Mountain meadows

Where am I? Sitting at DEN, giggling over the latest installment of what Wonkette has described as Endless Cummer, the cavalcade of silly scandals befalling various “family values” Republicans.

Driving past Vail reminded me of a long joke I once read online, apparently about a subdivision in Beaverton, Oregon. It seems to have been lost to the sands of antiquity, but still makes me giggle: The Ballad of Sexton Mountain. (A web search reveals that “IN… ADOWS” later disappeared from even the runt name.)