The answer is nothing. If you're married and don't drink, this town kind of sucks. This a town that bosts tee shirts which read, "Athens, A drinking town with a football problem." Don't even get me started on football season. I guess being from ACC country I just don't get the attraction to college football. But anyway, I've only got two more years. Then we're off to who knows where. At least it won't be Georgia. In other news, after almost three years of hard work with no recognition, I have decided to leave the giant corporation that is Lowes Home Improvement. I am moving on to a smaller operation called Dalton Carpet One. I'm very excited for a few reasons. First, it 9-6 Monday through Friday. Second, I'll be working in the warehouse so I won't have to deal with too many ignorant customers. Now that I will have the weekends off, hopefully my brothers can take time out of their busy schedules to come and visit.
My mother and law, Melinda, and her husband moved to Atlanta last summer so it's great that Vanessa has family near by. So for the next couple of weeks while the in-laws are gone somewhere, I don't know where, we get to keep one of her cats. That's right, I now have three cats in my apartment. It's not all bad though, the new cat won't come out from under the bed so I forget she's here most of the time.
I was reading in Newsweek the other day about the new pope, Benedict XVI. He seems like a pretty stand up guy except for one thing, Hitlers Youth. Now I'm sure that as a young teenager in Germany, it could be easy to get cought up in the politics of your homeland and doing what you think is right, but come on, Hitlers Youth.
I watched a movie the other night called The Motorcycle Diaries. It was a South American movie about some guy named Ernesto Guevera. So he and a friend take off on a trip around the continent on a motorcycle just to see the countries they have heard of but never seen. Along this journey, Ernesto and friend (I can't remember his name) see the troubles and segretation being brought upon the indeginous peoples. The movie did not go into his freedom fighting days and his work in Cuba and such, but it has a short epilogue which tells of his time in Cuba and it makes a point to say how he was assasinated in Bolivia with the help of the CIA. It was a very enlightening film, but I wonder just how bias it is being made is South America. Since it's really the first I've learned about Che, I just don't know. One sidenote though, the people is the movie were always drinking something called matte, at least I think that's how you spell it. I knew what it was because Quentin brought some back from Argentina.
Don't forget, Mother's Day is Sunday, May 8, and Quentin turns 24 on Thursday, May 5. If either one of you read this, I'm sorry, but your present is going to be late.
Movie Recommendation: The Last Waltz - Starring The Band. Their 1976 farewell concert filmed by Martin Scorcesse with interviews and tons of guests including: Neil Young, Bob Dylan, Eric Clapton, Dr. John, Muddy Waters, and Joni Mitchell just to name a few. If you like rock and roll, you will love this.
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Trust me, Che Guevera was not a stand-up guy. He was a murderer, a thief and an anarchist. It was not freedom for the masses he sought, but personal aggrandizement. And, worst of all, he was a Marxist.
I'm glad to see you are back in Blogville. Do you have a litter box under the bed?
Have you seen Woodstock? Gimme Shelter? Rainbow Bridge? Concert for Bangladesh? Hold On? Well, I guess I could keep going. I haven't seen the one you talked about yet though. And of course A Hard Day's Night and Help. But Woodstock is really good. "And it's 1, 2, 3, what are we fighting for?"
did i miscount?
I just noticed the name change. So, you're still grinding the organ?
If you don't update this blog, I'm a'coming down there!
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