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Friday, November 30, 2007

Little Rock Long Drive

So I miss Blue Springs... I liked it there... my adoptive home filled with auto parts and supermarkets and wireless kiosks and blockbuster... I got 2 pairs of shoes at PayLess... If I lived in the states I probably wouldn't have got them there, but as I live in a 2nd world country, I figure what the hell... 2 pairs for 30 bucks... I got a kind of silvery all star moccasin... and also, and I only figured this out after... red slipper... laka ruby slippers that I love dearly and hide my little finger and I don't even look too much like a hippo from Fantasia... in the tuttoo and ballet slippers... actually if I could wear ballet slippers the rest of my life, I would... I used to love my ballet shoes, I actually loved dancing ballet, another casualty of coming back to Israel... I missed 6 months or so of ballet class and couldn't stand on my toes just yet so the bitch wanted to hold me back and I was in 5th grade and she wanted to put me 4th grade classes... sounds silly now, but at the time along with everything else that was strange in moving countries... it was just too much so I stopped... they also laughed at my uniform... anyways... by gones... maybe next life I will be a ballerina or something... anyways... so I woke up early hit the Starbucks and then left my beloved adopted home of Blue Springs, MO and drove 9 hours to Little Rock... at this point can I say fuck Yahoo Maps... anyways... it was the shorter route but it was on a highway and not interstate so I left no small town MO and AR unturned... was really cool very nice and beautiful... but 9 hours of driving straight was a lot even for me... Little Rock is a very sweet place... really nice and clean city... I haven't explore too  much, I am leaving that for tomorrow and then Monday ... but also the people in the South they seem pretty warm and friendly... that is cool... it just makes me realise what a bitter person I have become... why can't I be nicer and less bitter... this themes is a reoccurring one in this tour... I just cant find a way to shake away the bitterness... crap.... Actually I had a call from Isr today regarding some editing work and that pissed me off... I hate when I am being stressed out with other people's anxieties Trans Atlantic... anyways... I hope it passes because I am truly having a great time and actually, on the ride from Blue Springs to Little Rock, I was listening to Simon and Garfunkel and I had a moment where I was just looking at the vast land and the space and with the music, I really got an UMF if you will that anything is possible and that things will be ok... I guess you need to be away to get that, also getting away from the uber stress life that we live in Isr isn't hurting... I mean... like oh my God ... chill the fuck out... I am so happy I got pulled out of the crazy rat race as far as everything in life is concerned. Love Work Life etc... achieve achieve achieve and like nothing is enough... So ok, I'm not married yet, but surely it wont help if I sit at home all anxiety about my lonely future... Jesus H Christ...  I don't even want to go into the series of failed dates and general interaction with the looser men I have come in contact with over the past few months that have made that pressure so much more potent... anyways... Maybe will just chill the fuck out and what will happen will happen while I concentrate on being fabulous... And God knows try and get a smile on my face... Oh, I went to see the Jazz Museum in Kansas City, was ok... nothing to write home about actually, I guess it really is the dead season no tourists there at all, what was interesting is that adjacent to that museum they have the museum for the (and I quote) the National Negro Baseball League... well apparently and not surprising at all, the blacks of the USA weren't allowed to play sports... actually it wasn't prohibited by law but there was a"gentleman's agreement" to not allow blacks into the professional baseball league, so they created their own and apparently it was the place to be... everybody would get dressed up and go to the games... so that was interesting and the area is nice, the half block where these 2 museums are at was renovated and it is really retro... (see pics of cinema) So tomorrow I go to Memphis Tennessee. I am looking forward to that... :) Oh I saw the Republican Youtube debate on CNN here last night... Jesus... really... what are these people thinking... they are all Jesus fans they are all "pro life"... as if if you respect the freedom of people to do what they want with their lives you aren't pro life... Like you can even stop people from doing what they want... I am sure that this mother and her husband who just found that they killed their baby daughter here are also republicans and pro life... what the fuck does that mean anyways... (also apparently Britney is pregnant again...) that is a cheep shot... I find that I lack respect for people with any IDEOLOGY... I mean they are against taxes, I can respect that... but like then you cannot be spending so much money on wars... where is the money coming from... I don't know... What is pretty cool here though, republicans or not is the way that Road trip wise you really are in the whole Cliche of a road trip... like country music for example... just works on a road trip in the South they rhythm goes well with the landscape, Simon and Garfunkel also really work in this landscape especially all the songs about America, same goes for Bob Dylan and all Classic Rock Tunes... have I mentioned I am having a really good time... (even though I get lost all the time and always when I have to pee) Anyways... pics to come in next entry... as I am freezing to death here at the Starbucks and also I have to pee... 

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

oooh. i have read all your entries now, it sounds amazing. fucking amazing. i would give anything for that moment of checking in at motel 6... or hearing that show on bob dylan while driving from nowhere to nowhere. by the way, i have the recording of his letter to woody if you want. i miss you dearly and i want you to come back and we can stop being bitter and we can get excited and we can have a good laugh and a milkless frapuccino. lots and lots of love from this place we sometimes call home. xoxo