Well, what can I say? I'm a busy guy, and I find this whole rather pointless, then why do I do it? Honestly I think maybe I thought I'd have something important to say, or maybe it was just to get the picture of me online (I'M A MAGIC CARD). I'm not that neat, smart, witty, insightful, meaningful, or any other number of good qualities. I am on the other hand lazy very lazy, maybe not given the hours I work, but I like to think I am. I can't spell, my grammar is ass, and I have a limited vocabulary. Even with all the books I've read, I don't know if they have made me smarter, wiser, or just more confused. I'm betting on the last one. Well now this sounds like a whiny teenager myspace thing. So, what can I talk about? I'm looking for an idea.
I know Marcus is the only one that reads this which is kind of pathetic cause I'm one of maybe two, or three people that read his. So this is very incestuous, me feeding of him, him feeding off of me.
Maybe this is what we as a people have come to, or maybe we have always been? Feeding off of one another, quickly racing towards the bottom.
But hey as long as I've got a big TV, a nice house, a gas guzzling SUV, a raised truck, the latest cell phone, and can watch my NASCAR (Is that even an acronym?) I'll just turn a blind eye. What do I care? It'll all be better after I'm dead cause I've lead a good life, went to church even though I didn't mean it, supported the Republicans (Not that all Republicans are Christian Fundementalist), I should get into heaven right? It's okay that my clothes were made in Mexico or some other country that isn't America (By children probably), my house built by some illegal asshole Mexican (Totally think there needs to reform, but not by the raciest that run the country now), my house is powered by a coal burning power plant, and my cars only get 8 miles to the gallon, I like it warm outside. I can sit in my house watching my NASCAR (Seriously every race is just turning left, I like the Indy 500 (I know not NASCAR) but that's more because of the long history), in the cool of my air conditioning (Maybe I'm just jealous of this one since I can't run my air very often) , eating my pork rinds (Which I do like really), drinking my beer (I also like beer but only in moderation) getting fat (I've really put on some weight, but at least I'm not cool with it like the rest of the country seems to be). It's all cool that my kids can't read (Cause violence is more important than spending money on schools), hell even I can barely read, I played football (Does it really need repeating?). We have Playstation, and the History Channel to educate us (I also like the History Channel, but I don't learn everything I know from there (If I've learned anything at all)). I'm just a big dumb happy, but not too happy cause those damn Mexicans are stealing my job, middle class (But getting poorer, cause I'm a consumer damn it!), American. And if you don't like it you can just get outta here. Cause I'm about to Gett'r Done.
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I hear you man. I do read it though. :D I'll have to drop by soon and we can hang out. But no NASCAR.
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