Moving to Florida

My young kid nephew just up and ran off to Florida a couple days ago.  I’m really bummed out at his decision.  I wish he’d stayed in Tulsa, for so many reasons, not the least of which is that he’s only 18.  He’s gonna have a hard time finishing high school with anything like a passing grade if he’s also trying to work a day job and pay rent, plus keep up a quasi-relationship with a really lame girl.  And if they break up, who’s he gonna date?  One of the Golden Girls?

Anyway, I’m hoping everything works out for him.  If you’re out there reading this, buddy, I’m there for you if you need me.  But I feel like that chick DJ in The Warriors whose face you never see–all I can do now is play you a song.


Guided by Voices? Built to Spill? Crappy as Shit!

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