i'm watching terminator 2 on tv. comparing it to when i've watched it in the past, they've allowed some words to slide by the censor sweep. you know that kid that played bobby buttnik on "salute your shorts"? he's john connor's friend in T2 and he says "your foster parents are kinda dicks, huh?" it used to be "jerks", not "dicks". you know what we call that? progress.
i just had a phone conversation with my grandmother with alzheimer's. fuck me. my mom called me into the room she was in, and i knew full well she wanted me to talk to her. i was mouthing "fuck that! no!" she was whispering to be nice, and i mouthed back "i don't give a fuck!" i'm not being mean. the way i see it, if someone loses their mental ability to discern one thing from another, they are not really people anymore and are just as dispensable as a freshly laid turd.
so she asked me questions. i answered her. then the conversation became a circle and she asked me the same questions in the same order. if i wasn't so pissed that i had to talk with her in the first place, i would've thought up some more clever answers the 2nd time around, like claiming that i've found by calling being a dolphin trainer of the local squad of physically disabled dolphins with broken flippers. either that or say i've become a porn star. i don't give a shit.
words to live by: being stupid is not illegal, but it should be
i'm back in franklin square now. moved out of west babylon. living with my bro and my mom again. james, get a fucking job. contribute. clean the house or clean my nuts.
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