Posts Tagged ‘snarky’

Ghost Driver

Wednesday, August 1st, 2007

(http://4 NULL.bp NULL.blogspot NULL.com/_ojyahdSAHtg/RrEJcVBrzAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JkhrNHZDcSM/s1600-h/img443 NULL.jpg)Can you see what the name is?
Look closer.
A-M-A-D-O-U D-I-A-L-L-O

yup. that’s right. my cab driver the other day was a ghost. I literally did a Laurel and Hardy double take when I saw his name. I was like “wait a minute, Didn’t he get shot shot shot up?”

then for a split second i was like “whoa he survived that and is now a cab driver.”

I was saddened about how that story must have moved along. Man gets racially profiled by police who thought he was up to no good because he just happened to be outside. He freaks out cuz he’s like “why are they watching me?” They chase him down an alley way and when he takes out his wallet to maybe show them an ID or something, the adrenaline filled cops think its a gun and shoot him 50 times (the account in the book Blink is an interesting angle). Cut to 8 years later and the dude is a cab driver.

I texted a bunch of people. Reactions ranged from “Take a picture with him!” to “who?” I got online to find out. The man i was thinking of was, in fact, killed. Then i was disappointed with my faulty knowledge and even more disappointed with the people that said “who?” Guess that name is much more common than i thought.

Snarky about being snarky. Sarcastic about being sarcastic.

Tuesday, July 17th, 2007

Guys isn’t it SO GREAT that we’ve become a culture that doesn’t know how to not be sarcastic all the time? Isn’t it SO GREAT that we choose to comment a little more than experience things? Cuz experiencing something means i have to like use all these senses i was given and that’s just like so exhausting. i mean that why i listen to my iPod everywhere i go so i don’t have to hear anything i don’t like. that’s why i wear my sunglass so i don’t have to see anything i don’t like. or at least it dulls it.

that’s why i’m so happy there are so many dumb people to talk about all the time. that way i don’t ever have to express a geniune emotion or original thought that I have. you can understand who I am by what i have to say about Angelina Jolie. She’s hot. See? Now you know a lot about me. Maybe even too much. That’s why i’m always gonna be awkward around you and like construct this persona that never let’s you in. cuz i’ve been hurt in the past. never again.

jeez. saying how i really feel about something is just SO EXHAUSTING. thank god i can be ironic. and thank god i’ll deliver it in the same monotone voice that i always communicate with. that way no one can ever say what they think i believe or don’t believe. so i can never be pegged for this or that. totally. i can have an identityless identity. awesome.

i mean caring is so BLAH. see? that’s all the description it deserves. hating everything makes the world so much easier to deal with. you’re dumb. he’s stupid. and its such a burden that i’m the only one who sees it. if anyone ever tries to talk to me about anything. i’ll just say WHATEVER and leave. then i don’t have to be responsible for anything. awesome.