12/30/04 08:27 - ID#33495

on the wings of

I was smoking on the back porch a minute ago and the sounds were beautiful and familiar. The sounds of a distant train, a crowing rooster, and a chirping bird made me reflect on the loss of them when I'm in buffalo. The train is the sound I miss the most, that's funny because it's the only unnatural sound that I've listed. the train sound is inescapable here in Georgia.
My granny used to live in the government housing down on railroad street. The trains sounds were magnified in her apartment. We used to go out to the tracks and lay pennies down if we heard a train coming.
The sun is about to rise. I'm charging my video camera and I'm going to go take a shower. Then I might look for a funny outfit and go make some pointless video. I should jump on the trampoline in an old bridesmaid dress or something. It's 7:20 so I have a few hours before everyone gets up.
My Dad already left this morning. He went deer hunting with his BF, Luther. They want to get a deer because Luther just got a Deer jerky machine and they want to test it out. I told my dad to send me some deer jerky so if he does I'll share with everyone.
I'm trying to think of what footage I should get while I'm here in Adairsville. I have a car now so I can go anywhere. Let's see there's Snow Springs Baptist church, Boyd Mountain, St. Elmo, Downtown, the gray house, and so on but I can't think of any good reason to go to those places. My own back yard is where I spent most of my time growing up. A few years ago my brother built his house down the trail in the woods behind my parent's house. If I go down there now there is always to possibility of having my privacy interrupted my brothers family. why'd he havta invade my woods?

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Location: Buffalo, NY

12/30/04 06:52 - ID#33494

A Room of One's Own

I understand the importance of the who room thing the most when I'm here in GA where I don't have a room of my own. Yesterday when I was ready to sleep there were 6 adults and 3 kids over here who decided to have a pizza party right when I should have been sleeping.
I sat in the living room for a while and read about the poverty of student life

and the kids ran in and out playing hide and seek.
READY OR NOT HERE I COME!

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Location: Buffalo, NY

12/29/04 07:32 - ID#33493

The Last Picture Show

What a nice movie. AHhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I'm ready for Buffalo, Damn it! Bring on the cold. It's 26 right now and that's colder than Buffalo. I'm so BORED. AH misery! Well, I'll be bored back in Buffalo. What can I do to make this a good day? I'm going to get some mini DV tapes for starters.
I've gotta call up Joy at some point so I can hang out before I head back. I should make Kiah be a little actress for me but she don't listen to nobody so ... yeah.
Yesterday Kiah and I were watching Peter Pan when Kiah decided to fix my hair. That would have been well and good except then she decided to cut it. She hacked off a juicy lock before I knew what happened. That little stinker, after I took her outside to jump on the trampoline all morning and everything.

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Location: Buffalo, NY

12/29/04 04:04 - ID#33492

Scary

This underwater earthquake business near Sri Lanka is terrifying. I've had those dreams before. The one where the big wave is coming, the wave bigger than buffalo's city hall. The wave that can destroy everything. Dreams like that are among the scariest that I've had so it's difficult to imagine the reality of such an occurrence. I guess it's something that has long been stored in the collective unconscious.

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Location: Buffalo, NY

12/28/04 12:25 - ID#33491

One Time at Band Camp

I was at soundlab a while back and some woman asked me where i get my hair cut so I gave her a card for the place. Then she gave me one of her cards. I just now got around to looking at the web site. I can't really figure out what it is,

a marketing spy company?

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Location: Buffalo, NY

12/27/04 03:34 - ID#33490

moonset

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Location: Buffalo, NY

12/27/04 05:04 - ID#33489

don't tell me what to do

yeah yeah yeah
here is andy is some pink pants my mama gave me.

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Location: Buffalo, NY

12/26/04 11:37 - ID#33488

Rise and Shine

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Location: Buffalo, NY

12/24/04 01:02 - ID#33487

bored bored bored

This always happens here in Adairsville. I start itching for wild times that are just not going down.
what to do? Ah, I have new commodities. I'll post them below. I hate this holiday. I feel like a big fucking loser because I don't want it but they want me to want it so bad that I have to and really I do want it so.... Jesus Fucking Baby Christ!
I have to go watch Deliverance.

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Location: Buffalo, NY

12/26/04 12:04 - ID#33486

HOliday Reflections

My Mama was all pissed off today because I slept through the family dinner even though everyone took turns hollering at me to get up. This evening me and Kiah had some fun with the camera.

I came across this picture again. I posted it a long time ago when I found it on my computer at home. [inlink]robin,105[/inlink]

I went and asked my Dad who they were and he told me the craziest story. The couple in the picture were my Granny's grandparents so I was right in guessing that they were my Great Great grandparents. Here is their story.

The woman in the picture was married twice. The man in the picture is her second husband, both of her husbands were drafted by the confederacy and fought in the civil war. Her first husband was injured in the war so she left North Carolina to go to Richmond and nurse him. She left her two children in the care of a neighboring family.
She got to Richmond and her first husband eventually died there. When she got back to North Carolina and went for her children she found that they had died of starvation and abuse at the hands of the family who she thought would care for them.
Then she met the man in the picture and married him. When her second husband found out what happened to her children he went to the small mill (where the child killers lived) and he murdered them. Then my great great grandparents moved in there and took over.
I don't know if I wrote that coherently but I tried to tell it like my Daddy just told me.