Monday, December 19, 2005

Alabama....should fall into the ocean.



I don't like the place. Fortunate enough to have no memories of the place. I visit family then get out of there as soon as possible. It's the worst. I only like three things there...Family, Flea Market, Krystal Burger. Mom moved us from there when I was three months old. The last time I visited I tried to imagine what I would be like now if we stayed. Things happen for a reason, thankfully in my case.

Above is a picture of a local thrift store owned by some maniacal christians. Jesus loves you and apparently he loves a good mess because this should have burned down a long time ago. An electrical spark waiting to happen. Just sayin.


They had books also.

On one occasion my nephew and I went to the local grocery store to get "fixin's" for BLT's. We go in and at the back of the store there is an old lady serving samples of Coca Cola Zero. I approach her and ask "Excuse me ma'am, where is the Turkey bacon?". She gives me an odd look and steps back a bit and replies "Turkey's don't make Bacon!". I let her know she is correct and that I'll be on my way. We find the breakfast isle...get the turkey bacon and other goods and split. They don't know much but believe anything it seems.


Don't get me wrong, it's beautiful country. It's mind numbing and stagnant and thats okay...because I don't live there. There is however a place called Noccalula Falls. It's a waterfall. My nephew and I went hiking there. It's great! Nacalula was an indian girl who killed herself by jumping off the cliff to avoid marrying some jerk indian with an attitude problem (it says that on the stone slab on location) and a bunch of wampum, horses and blankets. Other people have plummeted to their deaths as recently as 5 months ago. It was a cool field trip.


Other than that the town is falling apart. My nephew and I went to the Gadsden Museum of Art. I have never before been in such awe in my life. They were having a Star Wars Exhibit. I personally never got into the movies but my nephew seemed excited. So we go in and it's some toys a local guy donated...he bought them in the eighties. Well...at least we got a good laugh at it.

Literally, the place is falling apart.




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