God it's so painful, something that's so close but still so far out of reach.

oh yeah, alright. take it easy, baby. make it last all night. she was an american girl.

get it on like a neckbone. wednesday morning just cold kicking it, with my good ol pal tom petty. always a good way to start out the day. petty, coffee, cigs, whatever else.

so what's up and shit? go ahead breakdown, go ahead and give it to me. breakdown it's alright......sorry, i'll stop with the lyric quoting. i've got the volume maxed out and it's hard to think about anything else. i'll turn it down for a while.......okay then.

i hope you know how much i'm sacrificing for you people now. the rest of my day will probably not be as enjoyable now because of my dedication to your entertainment. i hope you're happy.......fuck it, i'm turning it back up.
Cause it don't really matter to me, baby. you believe what you wanna believe, but you don't have to live like a refugee. word.

i think so much better with a cigarette in my mouth. it doesn't even have to be lit, which it isn't right now because it is my last one and i'm savoring the flavor and i don't feel like going to the store to get more.......i bought this kick ass necklace last night at Thrift Town. it's this eagle claw holding onto a crystal ball. i think it has special voodoo powers. it was a bargain, too. $4.99 for a necklace with special voodoo powers. i'm a bargain shopper, dude.

i'm getting my kiddos tonight and we're going to Hurricane Harbor tomorrow. Dad is cool. i'm going to have to insist we spend at least 3 hours in the lazy river, though. i haven't been there since i was in high school. luckily, i have some coupons for 14.99. otherwise, it would probably cost me a thousand dollars to go to a fucking swimming pool and shit........
i remember one of the greatest times of my life was when i was five years old to about 8 years old. my dad was a football coach, but in the summertime he was the manager of the public swimming pool and i got to go every single day. he only got paid five hundred dollars a month, but he got a hundred percent of the concessions and i got to eat candy all day long for free. if you haven't ever eaten a Chico Stick in a swimming pool, i highly recommend it. it's something about the chlorine, i think.......
anyway, on the other side of the deep end was the filter and you had to go down these steps and shit, and there was two round windows that looked into the deep end, and me and my friends used to go down there and watch people diving off the high dive underwater. on real good days, we could see girls tops come off and watch them try and put them back on before they ran out of breath. that was so much fun.....when the pool closed, my dad would let me swim to the bottom of the deep end and pick up all the spare change that came out of people's bathing suits, and then he would stop off at the local 7-11 and let me spend it all on baseball cards. back then, you could get 15 cards in a pack for 25 cents. i sold a bunch of those cards in college for drinking money. i sold a george brett rookie card for two hundred dollars one time. that bought a lot of keystones, dude.

when i was a kid, we never had a swimming pool at my house. my parents used to say, "why don't you go play in the sprinkler?". what the fuck was that all about? yeah, that's a lot of fun, Mom. i really wanna run around in the yard and splash around in the sprinkler. i think i'll stay inside and watch Gilligan's island and play Pong........whatever happened to Tang? i never see Tang anymore. i used to eat that shit by the spoonful. i'd put it in my hand and spit in it and eat little tang balls all day long. that shit was bad ass.

my top-five favorite breakfast cereals

1. Golden Grahams
2. Frosted Flakes (with lots of extra sugar)
3. Raisin Bran (with lots of extra sugar)
4. Cinnamon Toast Crunch
5. Fruity Pebbles

i generally only shit one time a day. i don't know if that's normal or not, but it works for me. i've noticed that if i'm out of town, i may not shit for two or three days. it's weird though, because as soon as i turn down my street to come home, i have to haul ass to the pot. it's like my body knows that a familiar toilet is near. kinda like a horse running for the barn or something.

The first girl i ever kissed was named Penny. actually, she kissed me. she was two years older than me and ending up cheating on me at one of my baseball games. whore.
She's probably got eight kids and been divorced five times by now and fat as shit. at least i hope so.

gotta go now, "the practice" is on.

and all the colored girls sing, "doo ta doo ta doo, doo doo doo,

scott