Sunday, December 07, 2003
I had a pretty busy day yesterday for someone who didn't get up until 11:30 am and is unemployed ("something'll turn up" is the mantra that keeps me going).
I pushed my dad and his tractor out of a ditch yesterday. Relaying that story to a friend on the phone made me realize just how easily I'm getting reacquainted to life with the Blacks. They love to do everything themselves and hate to spend money on heat. My dad refuses to use electric heat and relies solely on the woodburning stove to heat the house. It seems kind of bunk, but it's cute...sort of in some quaint hick kind of way.
I visited my mom's relatives in the afternoon and they kept asking me if I wanted a bottle of 'pap'. I stayed for about an hour and while I was leaving they kept saying "Ah God bless ya for coming to visit, God bless ya" which is a more common well wishing than you'd think.
I debated going to the AlexisOnFire show for about two hours. I knew that going would make me subject to Mike's ridicule, much like AlexisOnFire was subject to our ridicule any time we'd see one of their videos. I decided the hell with Mike Hell and finally relented. I was a little nervous going because I assumed I'd know noone.
The numerous over sized Misfits t-shirts and big hair made me feel like I hadn't ever left Cape Breton. I recognized some people at the show from my bus...school bus...the one I took in high school...they were in elementary school at the time.
A few friends eventually showed up and I felt less like a dummy until someone announced, "To the owner of a blue toyota corolla, your dome light is on, a blue toyota corolla..." Everyone knows, I drive my mom's car and I'm an idiot.
When I was leaving the show, I said good bye to the guitar player from AlexisOnFire who had introduced me to a few new Tom Hanks/Philadelphia jokes. We had been having a conversation earlier that was interupted by an autistic guy who (mistakenly) thought that Dallas had called him gay. He was pretty adamant in informing us that he was not the least bit gay. It became a running joke all night. As Dallas was saying goodbye he threw in one more Tom Hanks jabs, to which someone replied, "He had AIDs", I then said shocked, "I don't have AIDs" and then unrelated without thinking I said, "I'm not gay" which of course when put together made me sound like the biggest fucking homophobe.
I pushed my dad and his tractor out of a ditch yesterday. Relaying that story to a friend on the phone made me realize just how easily I'm getting reacquainted to life with the Blacks. They love to do everything themselves and hate to spend money on heat. My dad refuses to use electric heat and relies solely on the woodburning stove to heat the house. It seems kind of bunk, but it's cute...sort of in some quaint hick kind of way.
I visited my mom's relatives in the afternoon and they kept asking me if I wanted a bottle of 'pap'. I stayed for about an hour and while I was leaving they kept saying "Ah God bless ya for coming to visit, God bless ya" which is a more common well wishing than you'd think.
I debated going to the AlexisOnFire show for about two hours. I knew that going would make me subject to Mike's ridicule, much like AlexisOnFire was subject to our ridicule any time we'd see one of their videos. I decided the hell with Mike Hell and finally relented. I was a little nervous going because I assumed I'd know noone.
The numerous over sized Misfits t-shirts and big hair made me feel like I hadn't ever left Cape Breton. I recognized some people at the show from my bus...school bus...the one I took in high school...they were in elementary school at the time.
A few friends eventually showed up and I felt less like a dummy until someone announced, "To the owner of a blue toyota corolla, your dome light is on, a blue toyota corolla..." Everyone knows, I drive my mom's car and I'm an idiot.
When I was leaving the show, I said good bye to the guitar player from AlexisOnFire who had introduced me to a few new Tom Hanks/Philadelphia jokes. We had been having a conversation earlier that was interupted by an autistic guy who (mistakenly) thought that Dallas had called him gay. He was pretty adamant in informing us that he was not the least bit gay. It became a running joke all night. As Dallas was saying goodbye he threw in one more Tom Hanks jabs, to which someone replied, "He had AIDs", I then said shocked, "I don't have AIDs" and then unrelated without thinking I said, "I'm not gay" which of course when put together made me sound like the biggest fucking homophobe.
# posted by Die Brucke @ 1:07 AM 
