Think back to the first time you and your friends tried mixing all the sodas in the pop fountain. You watched each different fizz cascade into the 64 oz. Big Gulp, mesmerized as the cola-colored puddle metamorphosed into a rust-colored, guaranteed gut-buster of a beverage. You thought to yourself, "Is this a good idea?"
And if you're anything like me, you said, "What the hell," and took a sip and even as you felt your Cheetoes and chocolate milk crawling back up your throat (with just a hint of Dr. Pepper), you swore to all your friends--you swore to God--that it was the "best thing ever made, try it, you gotta try it, just try it." And in the end, after fighting back your lunch, you decided it wasn't really that bad. And you took another sip.
That's what life is like in mredison's neighborhood. Welcome.
And if you're anything like me, you said, "What the hell," and took a sip and even as you felt your Cheetoes and chocolate milk crawling back up your throat (with just a hint of Dr. Pepper), you swore to all your friends--you swore to God--that it was the "best thing ever made, try it, you gotta try it, just try it." And in the end, after fighting back your lunch, you decided it wasn't really that bad. And you took another sip.
That's what life is like in mredison's neighborhood. Welcome.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Blue moon in your eye
Remember the opening sequence of The Sopranos? Remember the part where Tony get a tollway ticket and the New Jersey Turnpike? Well, for about 30 minutes today, that was me. Woke up this mornin'. . .
Then I got stranded in not one, but TWO total shitholes. Thanks for the good times, Newark and Milwaukee!
Then I got stranded in not one, but TWO total shitholes. Thanks for the good times, Newark and Milwaukee!
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