I'd been thinking again about partiotism, with this day coming up, a couple days ago. I really hate the question "Do you love America?" To me, it's like asking- Do you love air, or concepts, or the universe, or moods? There's so much in America (a series of lines drawn up on a map, comprised by a series of governmental papers that might or might not give you rights and freedoms, depending on the status quo, and including 280 million people of all kinds, culture of all kinds, and societal-values of all kinds) that to summarize it all under a love or hate banner seems not just silly, but impossible. Like all of you, there's lots I love, lots I like, lots I think is a'ight, and lots that is just straight up booty-booty wack-wack about America. So let's barbecue and blow shit up, yeah?
I might sorta have a job... possibly. I am a great believer in The Jinx, so I won't say a whole lot more. I told Kyle on Saturday night not to jinx himself. He was saying his home-brewed cherry wine would be waaay better than his pear wine, which was very good, a tad sweet... well, the wine blew up at some point Monday, or maybe Sunday. It was fermenting, all the biochemicals doin their reacting, and a cherry blocked up the ventilation hole. This resulted in a giant bottle blasting 6 pounds of cherries onto his kitchen ceiling. I have to say the clean-up he n his bud did was astounding, as you wouldn't know it from being there last night.
I think we've all learned to 1) clean up ceiling-blasted cherries right away, 2) not jinx yourself too badly.
Anyway, to toy with #2 a bit, I will say that, oddly enough, I have homework to do on the 4th of July. Yes, it is due tomorrow. Sorta different scenario-writing essays. Don't get me wrong- it should'nt be hard. it is pass-or-fail; all I have to do is arrange some sentences on the page and I will pass... but I still wanna do it right, so maybe in future interviews I should say that bullshit about being "too much of a perfectionist" as my biggest flaw... at least since I have that chronic masturbation thing all under control.... 's a joke, people.
I suppose I'll see the Sunday night folks on Tuesday afternoon. How extreeeme a change of pace. Okay, I guess I'm done writing crap.... although I will wish smoochies to B, as always.
I might sorta have a job... possibly. I am a great believer in The Jinx, so I won't say a whole lot more. I told Kyle on Saturday night not to jinx himself. He was saying his home-brewed cherry wine would be waaay better than his pear wine, which was very good, a tad sweet... well, the wine blew up at some point Monday, or maybe Sunday. It was fermenting, all the biochemicals doin their reacting, and a cherry blocked up the ventilation hole. This resulted in a giant bottle blasting 6 pounds of cherries onto his kitchen ceiling. I have to say the clean-up he n his bud did was astounding, as you wouldn't know it from being there last night.
I think we've all learned to 1) clean up ceiling-blasted cherries right away, 2) not jinx yourself too badly.
Anyway, to toy with #2 a bit, I will say that, oddly enough, I have homework to do on the 4th of July. Yes, it is due tomorrow. Sorta different scenario-writing essays. Don't get me wrong- it should'nt be hard. it is pass-or-fail; all I have to do is arrange some sentences on the page and I will pass... but I still wanna do it right, so maybe in future interviews I should say that bullshit about being "too much of a perfectionist" as my biggest flaw... at least since I have that chronic masturbation thing all under control.... 's a joke, people.
I suppose I'll see the Sunday night folks on Tuesday afternoon. How extreeeme a change of pace. Okay, I guess I'm done writing crap.... although I will wish smoochies to B, as always.
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Thanks for listening to the songs.
So are you straight up diggin' Portland?