got hassled by the man today.
to get to my gym i have to go through mission hills, the snottiest rich white community you ever did see. it's in kansas, just across the street from us middle-class folk in missouri... so about two blocks from my house, i see a copcar sitting in the shade, trawling for speeders... they point at me (at my mismatched-color door, probably. they hate missouri tags and they HATE non-rich cars) and start following me. they follow me all the way to the gym! that's about three miles of random twisting backroads ...the hell?
ooh, and i love this part... forty minutes later, i went to go home and there was a copcar in the parking lot. and it followed me nearly home! i think it was a different one, but still. jesus. i kept thinking if we get to 70th, i'm going to pull over and ask what the deal is. but he swooped away before we got there, so i'm left unsatisfied.
saw a pork truck today, drivin down the street. on the side it said "time flies when you're having pork" ha!
what the hell is up with this gay school thing? "people might be assholes, so let's ship all the different kids off to segregated weirdo-school!" what? form a gay club/community at the normal school! that way they're not shipped off to live in a leper colony, and yet they still have support. the homophobes won this round!! don't you people SEE??? i can't say i wouldn't have wanted to go to an all-gay school in high school, but just because it's easier doesn't mean it's right.. well hoo-fuckin-ray, now all the straight kids who might get to know a gay kid and understand/like them never will. they'll just watch "queer eye for the straight guy" and say, "yep, all queers are just like i thought."
it's a vent-y day.
i'm typically a little more balanced...
to get to my gym i have to go through mission hills, the snottiest rich white community you ever did see. it's in kansas, just across the street from us middle-class folk in missouri... so about two blocks from my house, i see a copcar sitting in the shade, trawling for speeders... they point at me (at my mismatched-color door, probably. they hate missouri tags and they HATE non-rich cars) and start following me. they follow me all the way to the gym! that's about three miles of random twisting backroads ...the hell?
ooh, and i love this part... forty minutes later, i went to go home and there was a copcar in the parking lot. and it followed me nearly home! i think it was a different one, but still. jesus. i kept thinking if we get to 70th, i'm going to pull over and ask what the deal is. but he swooped away before we got there, so i'm left unsatisfied.
saw a pork truck today, drivin down the street. on the side it said "time flies when you're having pork" ha!
what the hell is up with this gay school thing? "people might be assholes, so let's ship all the different kids off to segregated weirdo-school!" what? form a gay club/community at the normal school! that way they're not shipped off to live in a leper colony, and yet they still have support. the homophobes won this round!! don't you people SEE??? i can't say i wouldn't have wanted to go to an all-gay school in high school, but just because it's easier doesn't mean it's right.. well hoo-fuckin-ray, now all the straight kids who might get to know a gay kid and understand/like them never will. they'll just watch "queer eye for the straight guy" and say, "yep, all queers are just like i thought."
it's a vent-y day.
i'm typically a little more balanced...