Friday, September 10, 2004
Here We Go, AGAIN!
IVAN the effin Terrible.
3 hurricane scares in what seems to be a month. Funny how I always wanted to live in Miami and have always kicked myself for not making that more of a focus in my life. I thought my hot weather and blue water was just there waiting for me with inclusion of my friends that live there. NO EFFIN MORE!. Sheet gimmie a noreaster that just sits over my city dumping 16" of snow on my doorstep, excluding the physcial hazzards of these storms here.
My hot weather life is burnt. Sizzled is my love for this humidity heat and ocean. I've realized that regardless of the offerings I bring to the ocean for my ancestors, the Atlantic ain't got NO LOVE. Shoot, land lock me within mountains and lakes. Give me my seasons back! Fall leaves of autum hues, bare trees that hybernate. NO MORE mosquitos and flying roaches the size of a finger. Take back the black widows, brown recluse and spiders the size of my hand that creep into my house. Take back my beach, swarming with sharks and waves that threaten saftey. Keep the crab in abundance, I much bprefer a wood burning stove. I might be jumping to conclusions but the south just don't do it for me any more. It has been a beautiful break from my native yankeeness but I don't want it NO MORE. Take back your confederate flags and you hidden racism. Keep you effin southern drawl. Take back your low cost of living and low wages top match. I don't want the sticky south no more. And keep these fuckin hurricanes, I don't need the threat any longer.
Yeah I'm as much over the south as I'm over this country. Keep the faulty elections and war on terrorism. Keep the all mighty capitolistic mentalities and "cribs". I want a much simpler existence with less paranoia, paranoia of failure to these standards, to taxes, to bling, to effed up politrix, to all this mess called, us.
eff it all!
I ain't no patriot!
onamission.
IVAN the effin Terrible.
3 hurricane scares in what seems to be a month. Funny how I always wanted to live in Miami and have always kicked myself for not making that more of a focus in my life. I thought my hot weather and blue water was just there waiting for me with inclusion of my friends that live there. NO EFFIN MORE!. Sheet gimmie a noreaster that just sits over my city dumping 16" of snow on my doorstep, excluding the physcial hazzards of these storms here.
My hot weather life is burnt. Sizzled is my love for this humidity heat and ocean. I've realized that regardless of the offerings I bring to the ocean for my ancestors, the Atlantic ain't got NO LOVE. Shoot, land lock me within mountains and lakes. Give me my seasons back! Fall leaves of autum hues, bare trees that hybernate. NO MORE mosquitos and flying roaches the size of a finger. Take back the black widows, brown recluse and spiders the size of my hand that creep into my house. Take back my beach, swarming with sharks and waves that threaten saftey. Keep the crab in abundance, I much bprefer a wood burning stove. I might be jumping to conclusions but the south just don't do it for me any more. It has been a beautiful break from my native yankeeness but I don't want it NO MORE. Take back your confederate flags and you hidden racism. Keep you effin southern drawl. Take back your low cost of living and low wages top match. I don't want the sticky south no more. And keep these fuckin hurricanes, I don't need the threat any longer.
Yeah I'm as much over the south as I'm over this country. Keep the faulty elections and war on terrorism. Keep the all mighty capitolistic mentalities and "cribs". I want a much simpler existence with less paranoia, paranoia of failure to these standards, to taxes, to bling, to effed up politrix, to all this mess called, us.
eff it all!
I ain't no patriot!
onamission.
