This could be a lot of fun if he really does it. Really bizarre, but fun nonetheless.

If it were a country song, the hero might be a love-struck cowboy astride a lame horse chasing after a doe-eyed girl who’s bound for the altar in the arms of another.

But if it were a Kinky Friedman country song, the hero’d be a steady-aiming hombre who’d show the whole dang state how to reclaim its self-respect by exposing the outlaws for the wusses they were. He’d get the doe-eyed girl, all right, and maybe her sister, too.

Oh, and he’d be a Jewish vegetarian who ain’t too proud to pose for a picture all dressed up like Queen Elizabeth, but sporting a moustache, smoking a cigar and offering up a one-digit salute to the photographer.

Fact is, it’s not a song at all. It’s a fledgling campaign. A campaign for governor in 2006 with Richard “Kinky” Friedman his ownself as the candidate.

Why? you ask. “Why the hell not?” Friedman replies, echoing the campaign slogan bannered atop his Web site.

Friedman, a 60-year-old songwriter and mystery novelist who helps run an animal rescue ranch near Kerrville, says he is serious about shaking up Texas politics. He will officially kick off the effort Feb. 3 outside the Alamo, and he will run without the backing of any party, and without the blow-dried trappings of a conventional campaign.

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