Good eye! A friend of mine was in Kansas City this weekend, the very name of it, and the fact that it isn't in Kansas, has always intrigued me. Damn, sometimes I wish I had a car, I'd love to take a roadtrip through that area.
I am totally wondering how they make government happen here. 5/6ths of the city is in MO and the remainder in KS. How do they handle things like law enforcement? I mean, it wouldn't be hard to make a run for the state line; it's just a few blocks away. Or cigarette taxes? If one state is higher, you could just drive down the street to the other.
Not bad. But I still hate tenors right now. After I move I'll appreciate them again. No, I take that back, I've always been a bigger fan of counter-tenors than any other male operatic voice. The Romans knew what they were doing. David Daniels is untouchable:
I really loved playing this for my mom and then telling her it's a dude halfway through. She took my CD and played the same trick on my Nana, who was thoroughly impressed, obviously, she's the source of the fag hag genes in our family.
LOL! really. I just about fell out of my chair. I had to find the doors on my own. I always thought of them as a dormie poster band but I never actually listened to them. That quote is the truth. Damn. I totally miss being a huge pot head and listening to the doors and having lots of sex with boys that I didn't care about and brewing opium tea in my kitchen. Oh youth, where are you in my time of need?
where after all! Would that you were holding the amatuerishly rolled joint well between my throbbing pubescent lips as we, all of my personalities, swirled and swooned listening to the bootleg taps of The Lizard King raping backstage...Oh, Youth! Where after all!
And I laugh, because we're both under thirty, longing for the most awkward years of our lives. But I do, sometimes. I feel too grown up, taking a cab home early, actually needing a datebook, calling my insurance company, keeping my apartment clean, bookshelves, cable bills, tea sets. But I suppose it's a good thing after all. I can think of a few people pushing 40, still smoking those fragile lace like joints, mesmerized by colored light bulbs.
I want to gain some of that back. (smoked pot for the first time in months tonight, jamaican style, 50% tobacco). But much of it, the alcoholic lovers and bi-polar roomates...oh sigh. Never again.
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I'm such a dork.
I am in Kansas City. Seriously, this is the greatest city ever.
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It's totally rad though. I'm having a great time.
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I really loved playing this for my mom and then telling her it's a dude halfway through. She took my CD and played the same trick on my Nana, who was thoroughly impressed, obviously, she's the source of the fag hag genes in our family.
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gays have talent.
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"I am not mad
I am interested in freedom"
James Douglas Morrison
At first I was like, he must have been a president...
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I had to find the doors on my own. I always thought of them as a dormie poster band but I never actually listened to them. That quote is the truth.
Damn. I totally miss being a huge pot head and listening to the doors and having lots of sex with boys that I didn't care about and brewing opium tea in my kitchen. Oh youth, where are you in my time of need?
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where after all! Would that you were holding the amatuerishly rolled joint well between my throbbing pubescent lips as we, all of my personalities, swirled and swooned listening to the bootleg taps of The Lizard King raping backstage...Oh, Youth! Where after all!
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I want to gain some of that back. (smoked pot for the first time in months tonight, jamaican style, 50% tobacco). But much of it, the alcoholic lovers and bi-polar roomates...oh sigh. Never again.
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