daem

i've lived in portland, or that past couple of years but was born in georgia, lived in mobile, al, and knoxville, tn. i must say, being away from it, i kinda miss the south. small towns especially allow for all kinds of peculiar types--especially the old blue-haired ladies who wear their nightgowns to the grocery store, they're my favorites (but also the fat, half-naked folks). the kind of racism you refer to is everywhere in this country--here they talk about the gentrification of "black neighborhoods," which i think is obnoxious. at least in the south, life is truly integrated: i had lots of black friends, co-workers, bosses; here it's truly a rare occasion to see a black person in my neighborhood.
and i'm sure you know this too, but there are fuckers and morons everywhere, and they have a right to wear their bedsheets and tote their confederate flag as much as you have a right to insult them. really, it's only announcing to the world that they are degenerate, uneducated, hicks--it's a way for them to seek out their own kind.
i agree there are some bad elements, but don't forget to look for the good ones. in knoxville, i knew my mailman by name, he hand delivered my wallet to my apartment when i left at the post office. i lived in the same apartment building now for a year and a half, and the only people i've met here are also from the south.
and really, has there been a better word created than "y'all?" and casinos! you've got lots o casinos in biloxi. that's free drinkin' all night long (well, relatively free anyway).

that's fucking hilarious....

Yow. This eerily sounds like some friends I used to have. We didn't have videotape, but the scenes are permanently etched in my memory. Remind me to tell you about the time I hit my friend head upside the head with a Gideon Bible in Vegas

good luck with that... i hate indecision!

harness the power of the darkside...turn it into a hateful monkey and unleash it upon your enemies with the wrath of a thousand regular monkeys...or you could get your pyrotechnic licence...blow up stuff for money

who ever told the canadians they could make whiskey? i'd like to set that man on fire, i tell you. i'd like to say i appreciate the finer things in life, but that'd be a lie. bald-faced and unabashed. give me a bottle of turkey and a case of schlitz and i can make it through the night. being broke and a heavy drinker, i find that knowing bartenders helps. i have my dive bar, i know i can go there and they'll front me drinks... in exchange, i trade art, provide entertainment and give them all my money whenever i have any... and that's me social life, in a nutshell. glad to see someone else appreciates the semantics of drinking... you and i are the kinda people that are the reason i never throw parties... that and the lack of a locale, money for booze and such. ha. if you're ever in nola tell me. x is coming june 4... me favorite band of all fuckin' time...

Ill definatly try to make it to see X. Well thats if i got any money at all. If not ill try to make it anyways =D

I don't like kids that much either, but maybe someday (when I'm 50), I'll have one (hope not!).

I guess a lot of kids aren't that bad... but the few I have been around in the past five or so years - have made me sooooo angry. I don't know if I could handle having one!

By the way, I have family in Pascagoula... and have been to Biloxi quite a few times.

biloxi! wooo! cheaper casinos.
i hate kids too. i wish it were legal to trap and eat them.
it's awesome that you like LOC... they are one of my favorites right now.

ever come to NOLA for shows?

dontcha hate when that happens?!

I don't think thinking is going to stop the confusion. just wait and try not to think, it'll all be ok.

I liked your comments on the Unions thread.