It’s Friday!

And you ain’t got no job…and you ain’t got shit to do!  Oh wait……I recently landed a REAL job! That’s right, a J-O-B. Job!  Now, this job allows me to work from home, make my own hours and be own boss, which is pretty much what I have been doing for the past year and pretty much the only kind of job I think I will ever be able to manage holding, but now I get paid yo!  I seem to piss too many people off when I work with others, which is what my grade school teachers always told my mother…hmmmm..some things never change, I suppose.

This also means that I haven’t had time to write like I used to and I sure as shit don’t have time to run around the ‘hood and stalk the crazies, to get pics and tell you all about them.  But, it’s Friday and right now I ain’t got shit to do, so I am sending you all a fond hello from the 904 with a quick 411 on the shizzle in this hizzle.  Sooo..I am working for an extremely Republican, upper echelon, affluent publication, that is all about buying expensive shit, going to expensive places, and living in expensive houses.  I wake up and laugh about the irony that is my life these days.

Speaking of shit..all of the shit I own is currently on a truck and heading to the new digs I am squatting in here in downtown Jacksonville. Christmas is comin’ early bitches!  While I am not overly thrilled with the fact that I am going to live in this shithole of a city (and yes I realize that I have now written the word “shit” 8 times in three paragraphs and, you know this about me, man!), but I miss my shit (make that 9) and I realized that I am not a very good nomad.  Do you
realize that it has been almost two years that everything I own has been in a storage unit in Denver?  Hence why I am throwing a “I’m getting my shit back party” all weekend long!

Conveniently enough, the city of Jacksonville has arranged for 100,000 of my closest redneck friends to join in on the fun, because they planned the epic Florida vs. Georgia foosssball game right down the street from my new digs!  Every redneck mo-fo from 100-mile radius has made their way into downtown and shut down the streets with their trailers-o-crap and BBQs.

That’s right!  There are 42 trailers DOWN BY THE RIVER! (FYI – I live on a river, people..learn your geography).  And thanks to my saint of a mother, I am squatting in her loft DOWN BY THE RIVER..un.til that shit sells!  (oh make that ELEVEN magical shits…bwahahaha…make that TWELVE…at least now we’re at an even dozen….)