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I'm Too Full To Swallow My Pride

The Pensive Little Punk Rocker

He's more of a New Waver though. His favorite band is The Police.

For over a week now I've been locked up behind Booger Boulevard bars without the possibilty of parole. I'm looking at 2 weeks to life. It's awful. Every morning I wake up with a luxuriously thick dried-up snot crust mustache; the aftermath of hours spent with an unattended runny nose. It doesn't let up. Al Gore would have my head if he saw all the tissues I go through once a day. "That's perfectly good paper that comes from perfectly good trees used by perfectly good Grizzlies as perfectly good toilet seats. You obviously dont care about the environment and all its scentful splendors. Tipper, where's the remote?", he'd say.

I missed Barack Obama's presidental inauguration on the 20th because I was stuck inside a MRI machine. The historical moment of that cocoa flavored man with purple lips being sworn in as America's 44th commander in chief was missed due to an all around bad day that included a bad wait, a bad vein and an even worse technician. I'm stubborn and defensive and now with my new temper, don't fucking cross me. "I've been doing this for 10 years, honey, I'm a frickin pro. Don't stop the machine in its entirety to tell me to quit moving because I know for a fact that I'm not. Why would I purposely turn this into a two-hour deal? This is not fun for me. Just get me the hell out of here!" But I didn't say any of that, I just cried.

Afterwards I was able to catch clips of the ceremony from the internet and on the evening news, but it doesn't compare to watching millions crammed and excitedly going wild outside the White House live. Be as it may, two weeks later and this still does not get old to me:

**Aaran's artwork, not mine.

Damn Aretha, that fancy shamcy headgear of yours has become a larger national symbol than Mt. Rushmore, The Liberty Bell, and United States flag combined. Salute.

I have to get ready to see Ragheb on Tuesday. I've been proping up baricades for a few weeks now in pteparation. Outlook does not look good.


( 5 comments — Leave a comment )
Feb. 2nd, 2009 08:01 pm (UTC)
i kinda want to get a real version of that hat. for like halloween or something. but i'm broke.
Feb. 4th, 2009 08:49 pm (UTC)
"for halloween"? don't you mean standing in front of your bedroom mirror alone every night after 2 glasses of wine

i'm on to you
Feb. 4th, 2009 11:13 pm (UTC)
if you knew me at all you would know that it's 4 glasses. not 2.
Feb. 3rd, 2009 05:41 am (UTC)
you look like a dead ringer for gwen in that pic. no doubt... no pun intended.

oh yeah i like the hats y'all is rocking.

OMFG MRI. my mom was afraid of those things and yes I admit, I am too.

When are we getting a new Talk About Pop???
Feb. 4th, 2009 08:55 pm (UTC)
i'm not scared of MRIs. the crampness and sounds of machine gun fire dont bother me. I've actually been getting them done every 3-6 months for 10 years. I'm a pro, that's why I got so upset when I was treated otherwise. Technician was a woman; figures.

and oh, I know! I haven't written an essay in months! i've been lacking motivation and inspiration. what's in the news? suggestions? maybe i can write something new this weekend. for you, because you asked
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