The fires around Lake County seem to be dying down. I havenít
been keeping up on the news, but thereís definitely a lot less
smoke outside. I can see the mountain again! The shitty, barren,
Disappointmentville really is a mixed bag. On
one hand, you have Clearlake. While itís rather disgusting, it
looks pretty nice from a distance. But then you turn around and
you have an ugly, depressing mountain range made of weeds and
snakes. Get those snakes away from me.
And then you have the people of
Disappointmentville. Disappointians, if you will. People like
Shirtless Steve are in abundance here. We donít really have
homeless people. We have people who look, smell, and act like
homeless people, but they usually have somewhere to go. I think my
dad is one of them!
Itís roughly one month until my birthday!
Hot shit in a biscuit!
As you all probably know, George Carlin died
a little over a week ago. I didnít post about it last week
because I didnít care for him. And then I watched some of his
stuff and realized that I did. And then Jeff realized that he
liked him too. Then Logan criticized me for my flip-floppy ways,
and then he realized that he liked him too.
Apples to Apples, Dust to Dust.