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2007 19 April :: 8.37pm
:: Music: Ben Folds- Alice Childress
"Some summers in the evening after six or so
I walk on down the hill
and maybe buy a beer
I think about my friends
sometimes I wish they lived out here
but they wouldn't dig this town
no, they wouldn't dig this town"
Travel Agent: Hi, come on in. What can I help you folks with today? Have a seat.
Male A-Hole: Yeah, we wanna take a trip. What kind you got?
Travel Agent: Well, we have all sorts of travel packages, do you know where you want to go?
Male A-Hole: Where ya wanna go, babe?
Female A-Hole: I don't care.
Male A-Hole: We don't care.
Travel Agent: Okay, well, I can help you with that. Would you like to go someplace warm?
Male A-Hole: Whaddya think, babe?
Female A-Hole: 'Bout what?
Male A-Hole: The warmth.
Female A-Hole: The WHAT?
Male A-Hole: Warmth.
Female A-Hole: Can I have a diet ginger ale?
Male A-Hole: Yeah, I'll take a lemonade.
Travel Agent: Uh, we don't serve drinks here. We do have water.
Male A-Hole: You want water, babe?
Female A-Hole: I hate water.
Male A-Hole: She hates water.
Travel Agent: Well, I guess a, uh, cruise is out of the question, then, huh?
Male A-Hole: Yeah, we don't get it.
Female A-Hole: Should he be showing us pictures or something?
Male A-Hole: Yeah, you guys got brochures?
Travel Agent: Of course. Here are a few of our, uh, popular destinations, all very beautiful. Are you, uh, familiar at all with the Yucatan?
Male A-Hole: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I know that place. Y'know that place, babe?
Male A-Hole: Know Yucatan?
Male A-Hole: You hear about that one--you heard 'bout that place, right, babe?
Male A-Hole: Babe, Yucatan?
Female A-Hole: Yah.
Male A-Hole: Yeah, we know it.
Travel Agent: Great, would you like me to pull up some more information for you?
Male A-Hole: I dunno. You wanna go there, babe?
Female A-Hole: Where's your ATM?
Male A-Hole: Yeah, she's gotta check her balance.
Travel Agent: Uh, look, folks, we don't have one of those here. There is a Seven-Eleven across the street.
Male A-Hole: Mm-hm. Wanna go over there, babe?
Female A-Hole: I wanna go to Europe.
Male A-Hole: You guys know where Europe is?
Travel Agent: Yes, we know where Europe is. Did you have someplace specific that you wanted to go, someplace specific in mind?
Male A-Hole: Yeah, whaddya think, babe?
Female A-Hole: I wanna drive there.
Male A-Hole: Yeah, we wanna do that.
Travel Agent: You can't drive to Europe.
Female A-Hole: I can if I drive a BOAT.
Travel Agent: So you want to rent a boat and drive it to Europe.
Female A-Hole: What STREET are we on?
Male A-Hole: Yeah, where are we?
Travel Agent: Look, why don't you two think about this some more, and when you narrow it down to a few places, come back. Okay?
Female A-Hole: I know where I wanna go.
Male A-Hole: All right, we got it, buddy. Where ya wanna go, babe?
Female A-Hole: England.
Travel Agent: Okay, England's great, it's a big place. There's, uh, London. Brighton's very nice. Did you have someplace in mind?
Female A-Hole: I wanna go to Hogwarts.
Travel Agent: You mean from the Harry Potter books?
Male A-Hole: Yeah. You guys got trips on magic school?
Travel Agent: Sir... that's not a real place.
Male A-Hole: Mm-hm. All right. They don't go to there, babe. Probably gotta go online for that, right, somethin' like Orbitz or somethin'?
Travel Agent: NO, it's a fictional place. You cannot GO there.
Male A-Hole: Right, right, right, gotta wait till summer, the wizards are outta school, right?
Travel Agent: No, never. It's impossible. You can never go to Hogwarts; it doesn't exist.
Male A-Hole: It's invisible, right.
Travel Agent: Look, you obviously don't know where it is that you want to go, so why don't you go home, and think it over, and come back when you've made up your minds.
Female A-Hole: I wanna go there.
Travel Agent: Where?
Male A-Hole: Where ya wanna go, babe?
Female A-Hole: I wanna go there.
Travel Agent: Ma'am, that's a poster of an airplane.
Female A-Hole: I know. I wanna go there.
Male A-Hole: Yeah, we wanna go there. How much?
Travel Agent: Get out. Get the hell out of here.
Male A-Hole: They're closin', babe.
Female A-Hole: Can you rub my shoulders? I slept weird.
Male A-Hole: Yeah, you guys do backrubs here?
Travel Agent: LEAVE!
Female A-Hole: Maybe a grilled cheese.
Travel Agent: Fine, you know what, I'm gonna go in the back, and I'm gonna get some coffee. When I come back, you two better be gone.
so I don't know how frequently any of you see Mrs. martino... but I am looking to talk with her. I left her a voicemail but I don't know if she checks them or whatever...
so if anybody reading this could, tell martino that I'm looking to talk with her about a project I"m doing, some pretty intense stuff...
give her my cell number 1-724-812-6724... and MAKE SURE TO TELL HER THIS because I accidentally gave her the wrong number
thank you whoever decides, if anyone does, to do this for me :)
::
2007 11 February :: 8.55pm
:: Mood: bouncy
:: Music: Santana, Supernatural Album
I downloaded the whole Supernatural album off of Ruckus. That album is so good. You can just feel the passion in the air. Good music.
In other news, I'm thinking about trying to write a short story. I've been reading Churchill's "History of the English Speaking People" over the last few weeks. It has inspired me, at least in part to revive a short story that I think I once wrote (isn't it strange how memory plays trick on you) about a merchant in Boston. Something about suicide and making chairs. Anyway, it ended in suicide I think. Too dark and depressing for yours truly, but I feel like I could at least explore it.
