watermelon memories
putting the horse back in front of the cart
it seems i forgot to mention i moved this past weekend. yep, you heard it here first...well most of you anyway there are the select few that received phone calls, emails, or text messages in advance of this post...i'm now calling detroit home. at least for the time being.
oh and i've had a couple people ask about my blog testing...i'll be posting a full update with the next couple of weeks.
illinois still sucks hairy monkey balls.
where you at rock...where you at?
apparently when he's not on tour or out slutting it up in hollywood with silicon barbie, kid rock lives one street over from yours truly. god save the property values.
to the people in charge of illinois:
would it kill you to increase the speed limit on your interstates to 70 like the rest of the free world? also, i would appreciate it if, the next time i'm doing my best to get off your roads as quickly as possible, your state troopers could refrain from stopping me to ask for my autograph. i mean it's flattering and all but the time it eats up is almost impossible to get back. oh...and mow your fucking grass while you're at it.
i hate your miserable corn growing state,
chewy