The Rabbit Has Landed
Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2003 7:18 pm
Picked up the Rabbit from Sea-Tac International last night. Texans are easy to spot. They all wear cowboy hats.
Ingrid thought it was a joke. I don't think she undertsands Texans yet. The Rabbit is not a skinny artist. He is a big texan. Thank god I hate small skinny people (just kidding I love everybody except people who casually write that they hate certain kinds of people and then retract it).
Rabbit is rich. Like the Updike novel. His father is a millionaire oil baron. He has come to spread revolution like Che. McCutcheon was right. No shit. We all went to the Nasterbury and ate cheeseburgers and drank all night. I can't speak for H and SR, but I was feeling some pain.
Today I am pretty hungover from Jagermeister and Guinness. And trying to avoid work. But the goddam phone keeps ringing. Business is good. It would be better if Bush wasn't such a bastard and leading us to war.
I am going to my first anti-war protest tomorrow. Well not the first one probably but the first one I will remember afterwards. It is a global thing. I encourage everyone to go to the one in your city. Why not?
Ingrid's stepfather Soren told her not to go to the protest march because in countries like Russia and the USA they videotape everybody who protests against the government. I wonder if old Soren is right? Our country wouldn't persecute us for expressing our opinions, would they?
And when the police try to gas you... tell them you live in a free country and you can do what you want. Tell them its in the Constitution.
And then pick up your teeth from the macadam and run to the 24 hour dentist.
Then listen to the Primal Scream song "Rise" on full volume.
Ingrid thought it was a joke. I don't think she undertsands Texans yet. The Rabbit is not a skinny artist. He is a big texan. Thank god I hate small skinny people (just kidding I love everybody except people who casually write that they hate certain kinds of people and then retract it).
Rabbit is rich. Like the Updike novel. His father is a millionaire oil baron. He has come to spread revolution like Che. McCutcheon was right. No shit. We all went to the Nasterbury and ate cheeseburgers and drank all night. I can't speak for H and SR, but I was feeling some pain.
Today I am pretty hungover from Jagermeister and Guinness. And trying to avoid work. But the goddam phone keeps ringing. Business is good. It would be better if Bush wasn't such a bastard and leading us to war.
I am going to my first anti-war protest tomorrow. Well not the first one probably but the first one I will remember afterwards. It is a global thing. I encourage everyone to go to the one in your city. Why not?
Ingrid's stepfather Soren told her not to go to the protest march because in countries like Russia and the USA they videotape everybody who protests against the government. I wonder if old Soren is right? Our country wouldn't persecute us for expressing our opinions, would they?
And when the police try to gas you... tell them you live in a free country and you can do what you want. Tell them its in the Constitution.
And then pick up your teeth from the macadam and run to the 24 hour dentist.
Then listen to the Primal Scream song "Rise" on full volume.