Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Observations From the Field Revisited


I'm tired.

I'm tired of those stupid infomercials. I'm tired of the wind. I'm tired of country music. I'm tired of getting up early every morning. I'm tired of Roseanne Barr.
I'm tired of old people knocking rock music. (note: Did Hitler or Vlad the Impaler or any of those guys listen to rock?) I'm tired of TV evangelists.

I'm tired of microwave ovens. I'm tired of "fast food". I'm tired of Rap music. (Is it really music? I enjoy a little Beastie Boys every now and then but it just seems like rhyming to me. They don't sing or anything)
I'm tired of the cold. I'm tired of my fish. I'm tired of VH1.

I'm tired of Los Angeles. I'm tired of California. I'm tired of money. I'm tired of politicians. I'm tired of people telling me to get my hair cut. I'm tired of driving.

I'm tired of socks. I'm tired of shoes. I'm tired of clothes. I'm tired of Mexican food. I'm tired of the color purple. I'm tired of Bon Jovi. I'm tired of Fall Out Boy. I'm tired of clocks.

I'm tired of Time magazine. I'm tired of pencils and pens. I'm tired of Pat Sajak. I'm tired of Garfield. (I miss Peanuts) I'm tired of Ellen, I'm tired of The View, I'm tired of Oprah. I'm tired of Yogi Bear. I'm tired of computers.

I'm tired of power tools. I'm tired of playing checkers naked in the rain. I'm tired of wax. I'm tired of crayons. I'm tired of rulers. I'm tired of AIDS. I'm tired of Batman.

I'm tired of paper. I'm tired of the 21st century. I'm tired of electricity. I'm tired of McDonald's. I'm tired of wood. I'm tired of cats. I'm tired of staples. I'm tired of water.

I'm tired of birds. I'm tired of the letter 'K'. I'm tired of eggs. I'm tired of dustcovers. I'm tired of Socialism. I'm tired of adhesives. I'm tired of rich people. I'm tired of skin. I'm tired of mail. I'm tired of ties.

I'm tired of bananas. I'm tired of people on bicycles who seem to think that we, the motorists, are only thinking of their safety. I'm tired of Freddy Krueger. I'm tired of telephones. I'm tired of mustard. I'm tired of pork.

I'm tired of verbs. I'm tired of Madonna. I'm tired of Nebraska.

And I'm tired of this.

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