Friday, June 28, 2002

Public transportation is an interesting thing. So many benefits, yet unsanitary and disturbing. I was on my way home from school when a middle aged woman gets on, reeking of alcohol. (This is 1pm) She says to me "Do you think its gonna rain? That really pisses me off when it rains!" you're living in the wrong state I told her the obvious, that it already had. Everything was soaking wet. She says "Oh, it did? Where was I?" probably in the bar boozin it up Then she says "Oh, I thought I just sat in something, your own urine maybe?,but it must have been wet from the rain!" Jesus in heaven, I tried to think of a response, but there were no words for it.

Wednesday, June 26, 2002

signs that the parents have given up all hope for any kind of authority over their children:
*mama lets you coerce her arms above her head in an awkward robot shimmy while she attempts to discipline her bad bad kiddies

*daddy sits idly by as Meme and i mock the fruits of his cha-cha lessons with extra-feminine rump shakin and limp wristed prancing

*the 'rents realize that my bro believes he turned 21 three years ago (he's 20) and, hence, had an inner-fam alchie party in the backyard

* "jackaLIN! moniCA! i told you to-" (commence foot tickling) "oh God, oh God, please stop. okay, okay. i'm telling your father!"