thescottness

Ok... so to recap what's been going on....

For the past few days I've been hanging out with my friends and family. My cousin and I went to play pool at one of the only pool halls left in town.
My other two favorite halls closed down because:

1) One of them was caught selling cigarettes to under-age patrons, and

2) The other one had a kid murdered in their parking lot, so they closed down.

This town is fucking wierd. I was walking around my neighborhood tonight (not an hour ago from making this post) and a woman stopped her car 100 yards away from me. She proceeded to open her door and tell me:

woman: "You're fucking freaking me out dude!"
me: "huh?"
woman: "I SAID YOU'RE FREAKING ME OUT!!!!"
me: "why?"
woman: "IF YOU DON'T BELONG HERE THAN YOU SHOULDN'T BE HERE"
me: "why am I freaking you out?"
woman: "I'M GOING TO KEEP MY EYE ON YOU!!!"

she then slammed her door and sped off into the night, never to be seen again.

I can't wait to get back to LA, where everyone treats you with respect and no one is an asshole.

*rainbows form in the background and fluffy bunnies hop gleefullly out of the bushes*

ARRRR!

I've been drinking a lot.... and I believe I will continue to drink tonight untill I pass out.... or throw up... which ever comes first.... or maybe both at the same time.

I met a friend of mine last night that I haven't seen in over 4 years. We were best friends in high school, but he got kicked out my senior year for lighting a piece of paper on fire. The school labeled it "attempted arson" and he got sent to a normal highschool. It was fun seeing him again.

Although this trip home has sucked big hairy donkey balls the minute I stepped off the plane, it had it's moments of pure bliss. Like the other night, my cousin and I were sitting in the parking lot of a local pizzeria called the Moose's Tooth (fucking Alaska,) after we had finished our meal. I was smoking a cigarette while he was finishing up the money issue inside. A man and his 2 sons, one barely 1 1/2 and one that was 3 or 4, waited patiently as his wife stood by the enterance waiting for the rest of their pizza to be boxed for take-out. As the man chatted with his wife I noticed the 3 year old running about the parking lot, unattended. The next thing I know, the boy drops his pants and proceeds to take dump in the middle of the handicap space closest to the enterance. Me being my asshole self couldn't say anthing about the incident to his father, instead opting to see how long it would take him to find out for himself. After the kid finished his business, he stood up with his pants around his ankles, it was at this time that his father finally noticed that something was awry with his son's wardrobe. The father stared at his son and asked:
"Kyle... why are your pants down?" to which Kyle replied,
"I JUST MADE DOOKIE!"
I tried not to laugh for the entire cigarette I was smoking, which any real smoker will tell you, is not an easy task. I watched as the mother rushed inside to grab a fistful of paper napkins and pick up the still-steaming log that her son had just deposited moments ago.

For some odd reason, that incident made my trip to this barren wasteland all worthwhile.

Now I will depart... I hope you all have wonderful days and nights, and I will see you all soon I hope.