Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Any Given Wednesday
I have three brothers in this world - Gulfboot, Furious and the Kid, only one lives near me and we laugh at the fact we live in the lily white suburbs but are still the same punk rock kids at heart, middle fingers flying, in fact as we left my favorite rock-n-roll bar in the shadier section of the city he laughed at the bumper sticker stuck to the back of my car and the fact that i lived in our particular burb, his quote was "you're the best thing to ever happen to that fucking place", a compliment of the highest order, granted we had partaken in a few beers and some sweeties and some of the finest wings known to man and my brother had some pierogies to boot, it is a Polish neighborhood you know... and of course during the course of the day i had gotten into some things and did some things that may not be all quite legal but fuck that cuz at the end of the day all i really need are my friends and the boyos and a few good tunes, some books to read and those fucking wings...
even funnier were the stories i swapped with the kid working the mini-mart back in the burbs, tales of cocaine and acid and wanderlust all as he stood doing one hits in front of the store and i stood holding my chocolate milk and grinning at the cult of youth, the boy is going to Amsterdam in a month or so and while a small part of me might be jealous it is good to be of an age where i can appreciate the adventure, especially cuz i've already done it...
and my friend and i listened to this record on our drive to and from the city, along with Morphine's Good, another fine record, and it was a cool night and i could smell fall and it was good to drive my brother who was recovering from a serious injury or two and was getting out of the house for the first time and we laughed and shot the shit and all seemed right with the universe, a fine day, the Kid's birthday, a day that i must say was well spent getting little accomplished but the things i wanted, a long conversation with the Kid, a night out with the Furious One, good music, kissing the boyos as i put them to bed and what's funny is the subterfuge, i'm still the fucking derelict, all be it in a nicer house with better schools but behind that shit eating grin is that long and gnarled middle finger and it ain't going anywhere any time soon... i got 17 working days left... and then i'm joining the motherfucking PTA, hahahaha...
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Take it from me...18 days from now you're going to wake up with nowhere to go and it's going to feel like a happy punishment. I was awash with conflicted feelings. Do you have any plans?
UB- there will be a post to address what you are asking but basically i love the dole, partly because it pisses off the GOP that and educated white boy would sit around and do "nothing", of course what i will be doing for awhile is taking care of the boyos and cleaning the house and gutting my shrubery, shit that needs done but i haven't had time to do, other than that i dunno, but i am joining the PTA, no shit, read an article that it's helps boys out when their daddios are actively involved and i do believe raising and taking care of those two is the most important job i have, besides it'll be fun to fuck with the squares. Did i mention in my youth i almost became a teacher?
the PTA mommies hated me because i had a job and STILL volunteered... taking away their beef that they had to carry the load for all of us bitches who were selfish enough to work.
we almost came to blows. but i walked away, and just threw money at stuff, and was a room mother once a year, and volunteered to teach science demos if the teachers wanted it, or play music, or tutor computers or stuff every now and then.
i want to be at the first PTA meeting when you volunteer to run the book fair... because those little shits will FINALLY have a chance to get some good shit in the library!
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