A Week Already Is A Week Too Long
Unlike my good buddy Uncle T. who arrived last afternoon, I have been here for oh, say, give or take 8 days. My, oh my, what a glorious 8 days. I remember on the drive home, when I eventually resigned myself to thinking about Joplin as a certain reality that was about to dawn on me, I remember only being happy about a couple things. Thing number one, cigarettes are cheeper. How ridiculous is that? Thing number two, rednecks. There is no better form of free and live entertainment than rednecks. Hell, if you really want to have a gas, just act like on of em' for a little bit in your favorite local run-down tramp-ridden bar. A complete hoot, (and I don't use that word very lightly.)
Well, I moved back into the folks house, so my morning, afternoon, and evening group counseling sessions have resumed with the satan and his respective parties. Really, in passing through the door, I realize its a fucking time machine. I go out, I'm 21, carefree, and a man. I go in, I'm 16, irresponsible, and worthless. Oh, come on, I am embellishing a bit, of course. I like to make you people laugh time and again,is that so wrong? Really its not that bad, but take my advice: DON'T EVER MOVE BACK HOME. Just visit.
Well, I really haven't seen too many friends since being here as of yet. I have spoken to a few, even jammed a bit with fellow musicians, but nothing really in the whole silly "catching-up" business. I don't think anyone really cares. It's not that people are jerks; my theory is that its this town. Since I've been here I have taken this non-chalant(sp?) atitude about everything. Plus, anymore when I drive around, all I ever see is new constructions, more shopping centers, more whining children and screaming parents and bad octagenarian drivers that piss me and everybody else off on the road. Mullets, michelob, and madness. Jesus Christ, am I becoming a bitter, cynical asshole? Probably.
Well there's always alcohol, I guess.
Come on, you know its true... It's so easy. Much cheaper than therapy. Sometimes more fun, too.
We'll see whats in store for today.
Stay classy, Joplin, Missouri,
Charlie
1 comment:
Haha... your description of Joplin, is ever so true, but... its still home. With rednecks and all. I have been reading some of your blog its really good stuff.
Chris Kieslich
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