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billy goes to jamaica!

in the morning in the winter shade
on the first of march on the holiday
i thought i saw you breathing

oh the glory that the Lord has made
and the complications when i see his face
in the morning in the window

~sufjan stevens

to-day i found out that i am indeed going to jamaica. and naturally a lot of funny things came to mind. imagine how much worse it would be if i were going to mexico. this all takes place thanks to a deal from work. some school bought a ton of furniture. actually several tons- i unloaded 11,000 pounds to-day alone (that's 5.5 tons). all by myself. and stacked it... all by myself... three high. after 72 boxes (about 150 a piece) even i get a little tired. just a little. and then i went to the gym for more. i felt so good i squatted 425 pounds.

i wonder how work will get me to jamaica. will i go by plane? or will i help save money by hitchhiking to florida and then steal a tire and swim my way over. no doubt i will be fighting through the mexicans trying to get over here. they might even try to take my tire.

if i remember right, and i am sure i do, i made lots of jokes about jamaicans. "get your lazy butt up and move this furniture, you better pray to bob marley that i don't catch you sitting around the rest of the day." "if you say, 'c'mon man' one more time, i swear you will be making cheap rip off cubans by the end of the week." "get to work, money doesn't grow on trees! well, down here maybe- isn't your currency bananas?" "who is playing that come-a-come-a-come-a-come-a chameleon song?"

they might think i am a nazi. "no fruit one year!"

(thanks paul)

who knows. i just know that it will be way to friggen hot. and there is no good beer down there. looks like i need to do my airport ritual.

not a fan of the redstripe eh?

"it's beer! hooray beer!"

that phrase rings true on many levels.

last night i was telling of our tour-de-force of alcohol.

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  • i'm billiam
  • from prague, Czechia
  • where capital letters have been executed! let's see... i really dislike sunny days. i love precipitation of all kinds. snow is my favorite. i wish that it could be no more than fifty degrees fahrenheit, and clouds covering the sky. i enjoy friends and beer- in that order. i dislike wearing shirts. my random thoughts and unanswerable questions keep me up at night. when i sleep i have dreams; long epic dreams. i believe that it is important to be fit in mental, physical, and emotional capacities. any food worth eating should be as organic as possible, without additives that have letters p, k, x, c, h in close proximity without vowels. save a cow- eat a vegetarian.
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