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Since moving, my house (such as it is) has become the northern party place for different friends and realitives. Guess they don't get that I moved away from THEM. Anyway, I have to play Julie McCoy every weekend.
So today, since it was shitty out, we drove by my rail yard, watched my employees work and then drove to the John Deere Pavillion. I was amazed. It was like I was at Mecca for every farmboy ever spawned. These people were actually EXCITED to be there. Now that MTV has made the slackers think that JD gear is a fashion statement, the clothes were flying off the shelves. If you could put a JD logo on it, they sold it. The list is long,but I protested at the JD spinner baits.
They have a place where they display the combines and shit. Those things are huge. And you don't need a license to drive them. The sugar cane thingy was cool. I don't imagine they sell a whole hell of those around here.
So off to the Mall (since I'm surrounded by wimmens all weekend). Some thoughts....preggo girls and spandex DO NOT mix. Being a Goth in the QCA must be tough. How many stores can sell the same crappy earrings in the same Mall? The Hot Topic here sux. Strange how all the bands I listen to back in the day (and took shit for) are now cool. NEWS FLASH***** if you wear jeans and flip flops, you are gay. No grey area in the least bit. You. Are. Gay. Speaking of which, the sound that flipflops make on the feet of fat people is alarming. Looking at new houses and listening to the Grosse Point Blank soundtrack will make you review your life very closely. And yes, I was driving a mini-van. Wanna make something of it??
I'm starting to BBQ now. Mrs. Celty and her friends want to drink tonight, so up the the GREASTEST LIQUOR STORE IN THE WORLD. They got Lambrusco and I got Jim Beam. Might be a ruff night.
I know why fish gasp for air. I'm gasping for my old life. Transistions are hard. Change is good, at least thats what Bill Clinton told me. But has he ever lived in Iowa?
So today, since it was shitty out, we drove by my rail yard, watched my employees work and then drove to the John Deere Pavillion. I was amazed. It was like I was at Mecca for every farmboy ever spawned. These people were actually EXCITED to be there. Now that MTV has made the slackers think that JD gear is a fashion statement, the clothes were flying off the shelves. If you could put a JD logo on it, they sold it. The list is long,but I protested at the JD spinner baits.
They have a place where they display the combines and shit. Those things are huge. And you don't need a license to drive them. The sugar cane thingy was cool. I don't imagine they sell a whole hell of those around here.
So off to the Mall (since I'm surrounded by wimmens all weekend). Some thoughts....preggo girls and spandex DO NOT mix. Being a Goth in the QCA must be tough. How many stores can sell the same crappy earrings in the same Mall? The Hot Topic here sux. Strange how all the bands I listen to back in the day (and took shit for) are now cool. NEWS FLASH***** if you wear jeans and flip flops, you are gay. No grey area in the least bit. You. Are. Gay. Speaking of which, the sound that flipflops make on the feet of fat people is alarming. Looking at new houses and listening to the Grosse Point Blank soundtrack will make you review your life very closely. And yes, I was driving a mini-van. Wanna make something of it??
I'm starting to BBQ now. Mrs. Celty and her friends want to drink tonight, so up the the GREASTEST LIQUOR STORE IN THE WORLD. They got Lambrusco and I got Jim Beam. Might be a ruff night.
I know why fish gasp for air. I'm gasping for my old life. Transistions are hard. Change is good, at least thats what Bill Clinton told me. But has he ever lived in Iowa?
_STLfan_in_DFW@Aug 12 2005, 10:29 PM
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