Evolution 2

So hi people in computerland
long time no see... wait i never see you
THANK GOD, i got a face for radio...
more like the nerves for radio... i mean internet,
stage fright... (shivers)

anyways, so one time i spoke of evolution and how i am becomming a hick...
GOD DAMN IT I DONT WANT TO CHANGE
i use to be a nice city boy, and still am
more of a geek or nerd,

immagine, try hard sorry no pics for you to look at
a comic book reading bicycling commuting, engineer with a few tattoos (3) hat wearing (all the god damn time) tee shirt and jeans, puma sneakers and eats weird food!

thats me! in a nut shell, other than my huge intrest in SCUBA (im a materdiver (GEEK)) bike riding, and anything that gets my hands dirty (working on engines, bikes, dive gear... and so on) coaching ultimate frisbee and going to friends houses once a week to play board games (not your average board game of candy land, i mean like really geeky nerdy ones like (this is going to get me in trouble) the devon games.

so yeah, i am a self proclaimed nerd/geek that cant spell worth a fuck (and dont really care that much either) that still tries hard to fit into the main stream! the way i do that is I listen to a large type of music but end up listening to pop and enjoying it (shivers) god damn nelly furtado,

anyways, my evolution stage two!

here in good old St Johnsbury, in the great state of the vermont (pronounced vEERRmont) i live in the land of the hick! A land of lonely people traped in a world of hunting 4 legged animals year round, in the summer it is dirt bikes and beer, shitless grocery shopping and late night domestic disterbances. in the winter it is snow mobieling drunken speed chases where the cops have thier own snow machines and again late night shirtless beer drinking in the snow!

camo pants shirts and hats are always in fashion, and if you wear something that might say different or make fun of nascar, you will be strung up by your unspoken parts inthe town square

Where the northern "southern" accent and broken english is the norm and a college degree is a GED at the age of 50, a good job is at walmart and budwiser is the most expensive drink at the bar. i find my self lost

So... slowly trying to resist this "norm" i find my self at the supermarket, at the deli counter, ordering the ceaser pasta salad and vegi egg rolls, searching for peta pockets to mix it all up and make some supper. and then i look down!

SHIT, im out of the house in work cloths, i didnt go home and change and then go out! SHIT I LOOK LIKE THEM

I am wearing my 16" engieer boots, steel toe and shank, full black leather and oh so trendy (aka shit kickers) my dirty stained jeans, knees are black from grease, and pockets lined in black from fishing crap out of them with dirty hands. My grey tee shirt is grey because of age and drit use to be white, and not have holes in it due to acid splashes in the lab and my base ball cap is a ditry white and blue trucker cap that looks like it went "mudden" with the buddies!

I LOOK LIKE A FICKEN HICK, shit, and there is an atractive girl at the chek out counter, i would have made a swift move, but no in my shame of looking like a local that made 7.50 and hour. i decided to run away with my tail between my legs!

What have i become?! i got to move or start doing the things that make me stand out again!

I mean i ride a track bike for gods sake, i scuba dive, i went to college and graduated with a degree in engineering. I make enough money to support a family of 4 and im single (THANK GOD), I ski, rock climb, and play ultimate frisbee.

Good thing i got home, i went into the appartment and made my self feel better by drinking Magic hat, eating my hippy supper and e-mailing on my Mac power book while downloading the latest episode of lost and watching Anime, all while talking on my cell phone to a friend. sigh,

then i got into bed under my sleeping bag.... um.... you didnt read that, i dont sleep in a sleeping bag in my own bed! FUCK
and dreamed about better days when i lived in the city!

then woke up late for work (and its saturday)

Yes THAT sick

So other than growing my hair out longer.... than normal

"how long squid?"
enough to pull!!!1 UGGG

anyways, so last week i was sicker than a dog, i mean when i get sick i get SICK. not realy pukey, nasty smelly ungodly pile of crap sick

i get wicked head cold, living in pea soup cant think wonder where i am, take tomany drugs and get really wacky dreams sick

so last week i was sick, and i still went to work, my boss said when i puke in the trash can i can go home. I didnt get to go home!

The week before i was fixing a bike at work and took some tools too and from home in a plastic shopping bag. that shopping bag (still in the front seat of the truck) got confused with my lunch bag one day, and when i wet to get lunch out of the fridge at work, i found my tools!

to my surprise, allenkeys taste kinda good! (dont know what an allenkey is... call me and i will hit you with a 15mm wrench)

anyways, the guys decided that, me being sick as a dog, confusing my lunch bag and tool bag and putting my tools in the fridge was the best thing since steam was created!

and me bing sick as a dog, and on the edge of bing squid and an ass, i decided it was time to cross the line. AND I GOT THEM ALL SICK

HAHAHAHA dont mess with the sick kid, he always has the last laugh... couhgcough


squid out