i forgot to get up this morning, i had stayed out waaaaay too late last night, and so when i got a call this morning, i disregarded it and layed back down in bed....several seconds later, it hit me...oh fuck, i have to go get the stuff and the stuff n stuff, i didn't know where it was, but i remembered it was on jersey street. so i piled my bitch ass roomate and her boyfriend into my car and and drove up and down jersey like five times untill i found it. with 7 minutes to spare. plenty-o time. that'll learn me
i did the absolute last interview last night. it was my favorite cousin phil. i always kinda admired him, but from a far.. last night i breached the distance, and was grossly disapointed. i discovered he knows nothing about anything.... and as if not directly taken from high fidelity...
when i asked him to name his favorite and most admired muscians, he come up with, get this...i'm not joking, "fucking beethoven" because he's "devine"or some shit. this would fly if we were just speaking in passing but no, i'm asking him to name his most influential aspects of life.... and he gives me that shit. last night i realized what a dork my favorite cousin is, i felt bad for him...
so i was givin him shit infront of his brother, and his brother is defending him... and then, all of a sudden i understand, don't challenge phil's worldview, or he'lll turn into dust or might be forced to grow a brain and then he'd realized what he's been missing all his life.... fuckin constatine...(that his new favorite movie) ....
then, he's gonna sit their and tell me how he has little respect for ladies of his generation, and the only reason he befrinds me is because i'm well traveled. i quickly point out that maybe he should consider looking at the individual and not just the packaging, and he gets all defensive and says maybe he's invested too much respect in me..... he must really think he's fuckin special, and danny, just buyin into it, lettin his poor idiot brother go on thinking he's such a great philosopher, and he couldn't even spell philosophy....(i had to look it up, but at least i checked)
all in all this family project has pointedout the flaws of all the individuals of my generation. the drive that our grandmother tried soo hard to invest in her children has somehow dissapated by the time it got through the parrents of my generation. i can't help but feel like the dumming of America starts directly with the third generation.
i did the absolute last interview last night. it was my favorite cousin phil. i always kinda admired him, but from a far.. last night i breached the distance, and was grossly disapointed. i discovered he knows nothing about anything.... and as if not directly taken from high fidelity...
when i asked him to name his favorite and most admired muscians, he come up with, get this...i'm not joking, "fucking beethoven" because he's "devine"or some shit. this would fly if we were just speaking in passing but no, i'm asking him to name his most influential aspects of life.... and he gives me that shit. last night i realized what a dork my favorite cousin is, i felt bad for him...
so i was givin him shit infront of his brother, and his brother is defending him... and then, all of a sudden i understand, don't challenge phil's worldview, or he'lll turn into dust or might be forced to grow a brain and then he'd realized what he's been missing all his life.... fuckin constatine...(that his new favorite movie) ....
then, he's gonna sit their and tell me how he has little respect for ladies of his generation, and the only reason he befrinds me is because i'm well traveled. i quickly point out that maybe he should consider looking at the individual and not just the packaging, and he gets all defensive and says maybe he's invested too much respect in me..... he must really think he's fuckin special, and danny, just buyin into it, lettin his poor idiot brother go on thinking he's such a great philosopher, and he couldn't even spell philosophy....(i had to look it up, but at least i checked)
all in all this family project has pointedout the flaws of all the individuals of my generation. the drive that our grandmother tried soo hard to invest in her children has somehow dissapated by the time it got through the parrents of my generation. i can't help but feel like the dumming of America starts directly with the third generation.
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Ooooh! bu-dum-bum! lol
my only other option would to be to have no phone and i'm just not that beat.
you know what Uncle Jack said, If you own a rug, you own too much. you poseur