Damn...I finally finished the Preacher series. I've got to say that reading the entire series just for that ending was worth it...it was awsome. About friendship, redemption, forgiveness and love. It got to me man, I gotta admit...and its not the kinda book you'd expect that from, but gaddangit, it just snuck in there and got me right here *taps chest* So yeah=) I wholeheartedly recommend it. Its a farkin' riot a lot of the time...great mixture of gore, cussin', and "doin' whats right".
Well, that just about does it. The quest I set out to accomplish is over. Long time ago, I decided To read the holy trinity of series. 'Said to myself, "I'mma read me the Sin City series, Sandman Series, and the Preacher series." And now that its done, what now? Man, what I wouldn't give to read any of those series again for the first time...but that went the way of innocence, didn't it? Anyhoo, I suppose I've got some time to think about what to invest my Virgin cafe hours on. I was eying the Hitman series, another series by Ennis, but after thumbing through the first one...well, it just doesn't seem gritty enough.=) I likes my comics without any sort of restrictions...be it cussing, gore, violence, sexual situations, etc...I don't like the feeling of reading a filtered story. The Hitman is tamed down for a wider audience and well, it doesn't sit well with me. At least American Gods will keep me busy for awhile. I'm glad my plan to take my time reading it has been working out. Usually, I burn through books I'm reading...at the sacrifice of all else. Thats one reason why I rarely buy books...cuz they're over so damn quick=) Messed up philosophy, I kno.
Just got off the phone with Jerome...just talkin' about how its gonna be on when I come back...hooters, parties, beach, friends, fun.=) Before that, I just talked to my mamma. I make it a habbit to call her at least once a week (and if not, she sure does remind me=). She's doing good, and excited to come up here to live with the rest of us. I feel bad about having to rent out the house, but I feel much better that she won't be down there by her lonesome anymore. Sure, she'll be that much closer to nag me and tell me to clean my room, and yada yada yada, but not THAT close...and close enough to visit on weekends. Its a pretty good setup.
I'm hungry man...I need sustenance. Talk to you later, alligator.
7/31/2001 11:22:28 PM
Monday, July 30, 2001
Man, I think I'd have the hardest time raising a daughter...if I had kids...*wha?* Allow me to explain:
You know that car commercial where the dad is driving her daughter and her date to a school dance? The dialog goes something like this.
dad: "So there'll be shaperones at the dance?" daughter: *tiredly* "yes dad." dad: "Okay...well I hope you two have fun." date: *in a used car salesman way* "Don't worry....I kno how to treat my women.."
OUCH! I mean, I could totally feel the dad's pain and anger! I was like, "Oh no you di'int!" I was rooting for the dad to introduce him to the family shotgun collection, or at least accomodate his ass with a swift kick (with steel tipped boots). But alas, his daughter would hate him...so what the hell is a guy to do? I mean, does he have to let her go to the dance with this bozo? Ugh...it looks that way, doesn't it? Oh the pain....
Y'see, I know guys...I know what guys do, I know what guys think. And I sure as hell don't want them going out with my daughter. Heh...well, alrite, I understand thats how babies are made, but I mean? C'mon, can't an exception be made?? Eh? *sigh* No...I suppose not. Now you see the delimma I'd have if I had a daughter?
