let me start out by stating first to Kentucky and Tennesse:
your landscape is as beautiful as your women...
i had the extreme pleasure of another road trip the past couple days. i think there is nothing more soothing to my soul than traveling. i drove through the sunrise in the warm, gray fog of country backroads in Kentucky with a bright neon pink sun and outlined in orange, semi-dark blue cloud against the green pastures, lined by voluptuous swaying forestry...
relaxing to the subtle hum of the pavement with the timed off/on thump of creases in the concrete.
Tennesse's bluffs and jutting rock formations among the rolling Smoky Mountains rekindled memories of journeys as a kid and simple happiness of exploration. stopping along the road to smell the air and feel the surroundings filled my soul where the gap that the city life had again started to ware. the speed of life moves slower more at ease. i love the feeling of being away, and knowing i cannot be reached in immediate need. i am away, traveling.
there is nothing more calming than the gentle shimmer of rain beads covering the climbing kutzoo after an afternoon thunder shower. the warm breezes mist and cool the skin convincing the body of cleanliness.
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i started with the good. now, the other side of truth.
once again i have been reminded that it is not just the "nature" in the south that moves, slowly....i am still shocked anytime i hear the phrase, "the south will rise 'gain."
driving two inches from my bumper will Not make me drive any faster, and please, do not get angry when you are forced to slam on your brakes when i slow down because you are too close. it's construction, yes it sucks, but if you need to be there now you should have left earlier.
hey, kid in the back seat. sit down, shut-up, and stop kicking my seat. i am not your father. you are not my responsibly. and finding your way home at ten 0'clock at night from the middle of nowhere is difficult mm'kay, so behave or find your own way home.
passanger, stop changing the radio station every thirty seconds. leave it on or leave it off. we are in the south don't be surprised 12 out of 20 stations are country, do not be suprised the 4 out of the remaining 8 are gossiple, and 2 more are right-wing talk. i'm freezing! turn off the air conditioning. just because we have A/C and it doesn't work in your car does not mean i need to shiver while driving. i can't feel my toes. stop making those horrible sounds with your mouth. ppffghss. ppffghss.ppffghss. bring a fucking toothbrush! and the constant snorting of nasal lung buttery phlem. get out of the car haulk up the throat midget let go.
be pleasent to be around. i'm stuck with you for 20 hours straight.
also, please someone let me know if Montgomery, AL has more to it than just ghetto.
your landscape is as beautiful as your women...
i had the extreme pleasure of another road trip the past couple days. i think there is nothing more soothing to my soul than traveling. i drove through the sunrise in the warm, gray fog of country backroads in Kentucky with a bright neon pink sun and outlined in orange, semi-dark blue cloud against the green pastures, lined by voluptuous swaying forestry...
relaxing to the subtle hum of the pavement with the timed off/on thump of creases in the concrete.
Tennesse's bluffs and jutting rock formations among the rolling Smoky Mountains rekindled memories of journeys as a kid and simple happiness of exploration. stopping along the road to smell the air and feel the surroundings filled my soul where the gap that the city life had again started to ware. the speed of life moves slower more at ease. i love the feeling of being away, and knowing i cannot be reached in immediate need. i am away, traveling.
there is nothing more calming than the gentle shimmer of rain beads covering the climbing kutzoo after an afternoon thunder shower. the warm breezes mist and cool the skin convincing the body of cleanliness.
***************************************************
i started with the good. now, the other side of truth.
once again i have been reminded that it is not just the "nature" in the south that moves, slowly....i am still shocked anytime i hear the phrase, "the south will rise 'gain."
driving two inches from my bumper will Not make me drive any faster, and please, do not get angry when you are forced to slam on your brakes when i slow down because you are too close. it's construction, yes it sucks, but if you need to be there now you should have left earlier.
hey, kid in the back seat. sit down, shut-up, and stop kicking my seat. i am not your father. you are not my responsibly. and finding your way home at ten 0'clock at night from the middle of nowhere is difficult mm'kay, so behave or find your own way home.
passanger, stop changing the radio station every thirty seconds. leave it on or leave it off. we are in the south don't be surprised 12 out of 20 stations are country, do not be suprised the 4 out of the remaining 8 are gossiple, and 2 more are right-wing talk. i'm freezing! turn off the air conditioning. just because we have A/C and it doesn't work in your car does not mean i need to shiver while driving. i can't feel my toes. stop making those horrible sounds with your mouth. ppffghss. ppffghss.ppffghss. bring a fucking toothbrush! and the constant snorting of nasal lung buttery phlem. get out of the car haulk up the throat midget let go.
be pleasent to be around. i'm stuck with you for 20 hours straight.
also, please someone let me know if Montgomery, AL has more to it than just ghetto.
If I have time later (after my move), I might consider sewing you some work aprons.
Sounds fun.
I have been to Montgomery, Alabama before. It wasn't too bad if you have friends and something to do...