i did a lot of cutting, trimming and blowing today. and i'm not referring to hair. or sex (unfortunately) or drugs, for that matter. nope, just your everyday Festucia arundinacea. or maybe not so everyday; there are a lot of grass species in the world - over 10,000, according to google.
saw a sign outside a church today that said
Don't want to burn?
Use Son block!
turrible. i now have this image in my head of the Almighty as a used-car salesman with a cheeeeeesey grin, long gray beard flowing over a tacky polyester suit flashing a bottle of Son Block (spf ???) in one hand and a thumbs-up sign with the other.
i just realized today exactly why china is going to take over the world (i knew it before, but today it really hit me). my parents hired this man to help finish the basement of the rental property we just bought. he's been in america for three years, is pretty much homeless and doesn't speak a word of english. he doesn't own a car; doesn't own much of anything, really. he sleeps wherever he happens to be working, and since he's always working, he's always got a place to put his head down at night. i admire him. he makes me feel absolutely shitty about myself. like i said, he doesn't do anything but work. i want to live like him. i want to be nomadic, i want to not be a part of society, i want to work to live and live to work.
the word "homeless" would put him in the same category (hate that word) as many of the pple that i see in the ER, but he's homeless by choice. (shit, arguably everybody's homeless by choice, but we won't get into that). reminds me of something my mom says all the time - americans like to enjoy things - they like to have their alcohol, they like to watch their tvs, they like to eat. personally, i don't think there's anything wrong with enjoyment, but that's all they do - enjoy. and in the end, what do you gain? happiness? what are you really enjoying? i spose those are sily questions, errrbody's different.
saw a sign outside a church today that said
Don't want to burn?
Use Son block!
turrible. i now have this image in my head of the Almighty as a used-car salesman with a cheeeeeesey grin, long gray beard flowing over a tacky polyester suit flashing a bottle of Son Block (spf ???) in one hand and a thumbs-up sign with the other.
i just realized today exactly why china is going to take over the world (i knew it before, but today it really hit me). my parents hired this man to help finish the basement of the rental property we just bought. he's been in america for three years, is pretty much homeless and doesn't speak a word of english. he doesn't own a car; doesn't own much of anything, really. he sleeps wherever he happens to be working, and since he's always working, he's always got a place to put his head down at night. i admire him. he makes me feel absolutely shitty about myself. like i said, he doesn't do anything but work. i want to live like him. i want to be nomadic, i want to not be a part of society, i want to work to live and live to work.
the word "homeless" would put him in the same category (hate that word) as many of the pple that i see in the ER, but he's homeless by choice. (shit, arguably everybody's homeless by choice, but we won't get into that). reminds me of something my mom says all the time - americans like to enjoy things - they like to have their alcohol, they like to watch their tvs, they like to eat. personally, i don't think there's anything wrong with enjoyment, but that's all they do - enjoy. and in the end, what do you gain? happiness? what are you really enjoying? i spose those are sily questions, errrbody's different.
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