cultural cannon fodder

ok, heres my problem. how many times have you heard the traffic report on the radio? how many times have you changed course due to the info relayed to you? traffic reports are the most useless commentary on the radio. why are people paid to tell you your day is screwed. the last thing i want to hear is someone telling me i will be late for work or any appointments coming up.

at the same time, my roomie is complaining about work. i think it would be convenient to also eradicate all of the complainers in this world.

back to the original topic...

traffic people have to be the most evil hearted citizens ever. they are always at work when the crappy traffic occurs, or else they are up above in some random helicopter talking about how bad the road looks from the sky. talk about an a-hole complex...that dude who does that job must have neighbors who hate his guts.

by the way, there is a tire in the middle of the road, delays are possible northbound on I-80. be advised.

i always get late nite calls. i love most of them, the other half (usually work related) tend to annoy. anyway, thats all i wanted to say for now. i get late nite calls. feel free to call me anytime as long as you are not a customer. drunk dialers welcome too!!!


oh, and les, you can call me anytime of the day or nite. i cant however, guarantee if i will pick up the phone or not.

for the first time in my life, i have the opportunity to be best man at my best friends wedding. its quite an honor that i have known about but seldom talked about til now. the chance excites me to be able to express my feelings and best wishes to a man that has been there for me many times.

i do have somewhat of a scattered speech in the works, but have some refining to add to it before the eventful day ahead. there will be humor, truth, honesty, and best wishes all meshed together into something that should resemble a true blessing and wish to the bride and groom. i know that every best man thinks that he is going to be presenting a long time remembered speech, a speech that will turn eyes moist with tears and hearts full of praise. mine however, may not be that proficient of a oratory.

in the upcoming weeks before the ceremony, i will be watching every wedding movie from 1982 to date to see what american cinema portrays as the "ideal" best man speech. if anyone has any recommendations, please dont hesitate to respond. dont worry nic (the groom and a follower of this blog, well, at least i hope he is a follower of this blog), i wont copy down and speech from a flick and recite it as my own...oh yeah, and my first movie to watch is going to be, "my best friends wedding" starring julia something. i hope i make it through this without ripping my eyes from their sockets.

hyrum

i tend to not let myself get pulled toward one side verses the other, but recent political decisions have made me excited for things to come.

yes, it happened a couple days ago...no more medicinal pot for sale. i know there are some unfortunate circumstances that involve illness and pain discomfort, but law is law. i am glad for the banning of this herb due to the mistreatment and abuse that is synonymous with it.

what is most interesting is that as i moved out here, instead of the normal pseudo-humorous questions concerning gay life and interaction, the majority of the inquiry pertains to the general opinions of the pot bars. i never felt an opinion before because i didnt live here. it didnt involve me. now i feel a bond because of my demographics.

its incredible the rush i felt as i realized i was introduced to a whole new cultural identity. now my ipod brings me into a whole new light. i now have this perplexing drive to make my feelings and opinions vocally known, start a protest, attend berkley, start wearing bohemian clothes, and yes, start smoking pot. ok, i lied. no smoking pot. you know, maybe this wont work out. well, at least i have my ipod.

hyrum