Walter White: Now… Say my name.
Walter White: You’re god damned right!
It’s funny. You can live and work with people for years. They still have no idea.
They toil on, holding to the rules and routines of their universe.
It’s that time of year again.
Unaware of what lies behind or underneath. Or why.
Knowing little more than the contempt for cake and cats.
And everywhere I go…
people know the
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“You just don’t give a f***” – kid who was “not asking for money” trying to beg biscuits and gravy from Village Inn for his pregnant GF. Dude, i won’t let my family eat there. Pulling out the glass eye helped sell your hungry GF story, although if you just had removal surgery at 430 am, why aren’t you bandaged?. Refusing my offer of a snickers bar and some milk from CVS or a banana from circle K did not. Offering to meet me at whatever restaurant I chose in your car that was “broke down” 2 minutes earlier kinda undermined it past the point of no return. i like being charitable; I dislike being played.
A couple of thoughts croseed my mind, 6 mos. ahead of some sort of MLK holiday that is wholly unrelated to the gutteral, reptile brain screed that follows.
How to tell that life is passing you by – occasional rants by some old codger who wants you off his goddam lawn, you punk:
Beer: what the fuck is up with all the IPAs? Fruity hipster hopfests suck. Where’s my Boulder Extra Pale Ale, the best beer ever?
Rockies Brewery: You were the only one whe ever bought it. All the hipsters like theirs extra hoppy and sour, to blend better with their clove cigarettes and hemp ass tampons for men.
Also fuck you hipsters. I drink PBR for the taste. Then, I immediately regret that decision. Irony is for saps, beatniks and white zin poseurs.
Porn: I’m noticing more movie sites in the stumble – on the one hand OK; on the other, it’s mostly just instant fuckfest with no mental component at all. ”Bored by porn” is something i never thought I’d say. Worse, so much of it has the word “teen.” I do not care at all that the actresses are all of age – “teen” is a buzzkill. So is the late-onset puberty some of them project. Were I still in high school, sure, no problem. Now it’s just ugh, where are the dirty housewives. 35 is the new 18.