Jan 09, 2006 12:36
Is redneck anything like what 'Jurassic Park' told us about the T-Rex? I'm here at the library, hardly moving, nor making a single sound. I think Richard Naggy is sitting next to me. I'm not sure. I've never seen him without his cowboy hat. I'm afraid if I do anything I'll get myself involved in a hoedown.
I really wish I had come more prepared. I have a lot to write about, but don't really know how to go about starting to talk about any of it.
I found myself in quite the predictament this past Saturday morning. After the credits for 'Brokeback Mountain' rolled the crowd dispersed as usual. A lot of us found ourselves not knowing what to do because the escalator that goes down to the food quart wasn't working - picture a bunch of people all reasonably intelligent being reduced to drooling fools bouncing off of one another like we had taken on the roles of the balls and the moving wall parts in the game of pong.
Through the miracle of running into some old gay couple I was bounced over to the elevator to which I realized wow ... there's another way down. Thank you Jesus. I have been saved. Not being someone who particularly enjoys elevators however, I kept a look-out over to the escalator to see if would start working again.
It did.
Joy.
I ran.
I got stuck in between some large black woman's bosom.