So I finally made it to Atlanta. Shit is colder down here than I expected. I almost could have brought a heavier coat with me. It is good to be back in the basement again. I’m having Moutain Dew soda for berakfast and Lucky Charms cereal for dinner. The next thing for me to do is DL some pr0n. Just like old times.
If I haven’t taken out some time to thank all the folks that gave me a boost through the prA’li movement donations please forgive my reticence. My mom surely thanks you folks from her heart.
It was some sweet rejoice to see the old Earth. What if I told you that I really, really miss her? I miss my dad too. What if I told you that my dad was a cardinal? Peep this shit out…
When my mom and dad left Queens they moved to the town of Baldwin in Nassau county. My dad still made the trips back to Queens where he administered the Corona Little League. My dad fuxed with all sports, but his heart was clearly with baseball. The little league allowed him to continue his mission to teach the youth a better way. Too bad his own sons were such knuckleheads.
At the house in Baldwin my dad kept a garden and a few trees that enjoyed pruning. He told me that what sold him on the house was the birdbath in the backyard. He had all kinds of birds visit him through the summer. I lie to you not that he would get visits from a blue jay and a cardinal.
They would literally come onto the deck where he would be sitting reading the newspaper. I told him that they knew he was a baseball fan. My dad loved the cardinal. It nested in a tree alongside the deck in the backyard. I think he had some communication link with that bird.
A few months back a cardinal settled on the tree branch outside of my apartment terrace. I think that was my dad telling me to check up on his brother. My uncle lived with my dad and my mom up until my dad’s passing. When my kid brother came back into the house and dominated my mom it caused my uncle to leave. He couldn’t stand the noise of my brother. Neither could I.
This period is where I became estranged from my family. I don’t really understand why my mother coddled my brother even though it was obvious to everyone else that he is not a good person. I say this not to be mean or jealous. My brother harbors a demon spirit inside of him. Some Damien shit. When my father passed away all my brother has done is put my mother deeper into debt. She accepts this fate too.
Anyhoo, the point I was making is when that cardinal appeared outside of my apartment I knew that the god was getting at me to push me to be more responsible and more connected than I normally am. I have a shitload of MySpace, Facebook and Twitter friends but very few intimate friends. I am a loner at heart. My parents know this.
They are also surprised that all of you have put up with me for this long. I’m a lucky man to have all of you folks loving me. My mom and dad thank y’all too.
