Today is the first day of my fall break. I am hoping that I'm able to write more because I do have a lot to document/say. Time has literally flown by me without much warning at all.
I think back to Z and I getting married in May 2005 and wonder to myself how time has elapsed so quickly. I went from being twenty-five to being twenty-seven in what seems like a blink of an eye. Mind you, I'm not complaining about being "old". I hate it when people complain about that shit. I'm merely stating that it is surreal how time just keeps passing by.
There was some nonsense called "The Texas State Fair" going on here in Dallas for about twenty days. I was initially contemplating going, but then I found out that they had a fried food contest and the winner was "Fried Coke". What the hell? Seriously, if you were to come to Texas, you'd see that people here really need to STOP frying food because so many people are obese. Portion sizes are out of control, as are people's appetites. I decided to boycott the fair because I didn't want to be a part of the whole "fried food is fun" movement. Don't get me wrong, I love my fried food (mostly Indian food/Ethiopian appetizers and French fries), but God help me if I start eating fried okra, grits, spinach and a list of other artery cloggers.
I saw a "Support New Orleans" bumper sticker on a car the other day and smiled to myself. That was the one I have seen like it here. All I see is these yellow "Support The Troops" bumper stickers on every damn truck that drives by. And when people claim they support the troops, they often mean that they support the war as well. I don't want to get into the idiotic things I have heard every now and then from people in public places expressing their thoughts (of there lack of forming thoughts I should say) about the war. It's as if you have to prove how "Texan" you are by how big your truck is and then putting a support the troops bumper sticker on in.
It is SO annoying driving on the highway and seeing so many damn trucks. And when I say trucks I don't mean a Pathfinder or an Explorer. I'm talking about big ass, gas guzzling mother fucking trucks that prevent you from seeing incoming traffic when you're trying to take a left turn. I'm GLAD that gas prices are rising. These bitches have no right to complain because they made the decision to purchase such monstrosities!
That is the end of my rant.
Monday, October 22, 2007
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