the lost boys are skaters and the Indians are hip-hop dancers
I broke up with my girlfriend two months ago and I’m in two bands and sometimes I want to quit them both and sometimes I don’t like my friends and I want to move to Australia and not have a single relationship with anyone but my pistol and my rifle.
My facebook profile doesn’t reflect any of that. I would definitely bring a laptop with that satellite internet connection if I did go to Australia. I’d sell all my furniture and have a party for all the people I’m tired of and I’d give them my books and my cds and most of my clothes and I have a bunch of plants in the house and my roommate Matty won’t remember to water them so I’ll find homes for them before I pack my bag and say “Later Dude” to the good ol’ USA.
I would pretend I was Asian so all the white people in Australia wouldn’t talk to me and I’d rent a bicycle and just start riding till I found the outback. I’d do something symbolic with my bike. Not much of it would burn so no sense lighting it on fire. The symbolic thing would be an apology for always seeing things racially.
This is one of those times when I don’t like anyone. That’s what the outback is for. I might try Nevada if I don’t get much for my furniture.
A lot of people like people. They are the ones who talk about community. Locally owned. Know your farmer. The guy in the neighborhood who sharpens your knives and your scissors in his garage. Borrowing your neighbors ladder. Saying, “Oh, whatever, I know them.” They like people. They forgive. Are tolerant. People who love people are the happiest people.
What good would it do to fly over all that ocean and get to Australia just because I was kinda cranky and didn’t want to talk? That would have been stupid! So stupid. I’ve had stronger urges to join the Marines than to move to a desert. And there would be a lot of people around, if I signed up. It’s good to talk these things through.
Maybe you should become a drone pilot for the air force. You can sit in an office somewhere near las vegas and fly around the world, killing people without ever having to interact with them!
Comment by sam — November 12, 2008 @ 1:02 am
is that a real option? weird.
Comment by Rolston — November 12, 2008 @ 11:23 am
Some friends of mine in Milwaukee just moved to Australia last week. If you do decide to go over there, I’ll make sure to let them know that you don’t want to be bothered.
Do you get people popping out of the woodwork and back in to your life via Facebook? I’ve heard that happens. Haven’t signed up, myself.
Comment by Lyle_s — November 12, 2008 @ 11:24 am
you have a facebook? haha you don’t strike me as the type.
Comment by taylor — November 12, 2008 @ 12:48 pm
Nashville pussy and the rev had a show, last night, thought of you, Jon you should become a security officer for a jewelry store, YOu can work at target on rte 33 where the sylvania plant you to be.
Comment by mr, pooperlooper — November 12, 2008 @ 3:32 pm
I’d water them. I might get rid of the elk, though. I’d put him on the outside of the house.
Comment by Matt — November 14, 2008 @ 10:29 am