Day 99 Sat Oct
19 Zoe Can’t Stop Talkin
M I S S I S S
I P P I
Mischa
says mississippi is my favorite state on accounta you can say it by spellin it
out letter by letter, and the rhythm is way cool. Really I never been here
before, but I will say I like it quite a bit. The southerners is mighty
friendly and they eat a lot and often. Also it seems like despite all the white
peoples best efforts, it’s the black people who is responsible for makin the
state so remarkable. They’s the ones who spoke up for their rights; emerged
from slavery; invented the blues; gave birth to jazz and who serve up the
finest boiled greens and pork ribs this side a this m i s s i s s i p p i.
Mischa
says the catfish they cook up here in the south aint so bad either!
Speakin
a cookin. That ole river can make ya dizzy with all its twists and turns. It
pretends its a snake and wiggles its way down to the gulf of mexico, not new
mexico...mind you. Out the drivers window it was lookin all warm and day glow
full spectrum, but out the passenger window, it was all cool and twenty shades
a grey. I asked Mischa why it
looked so radical different out the two windas. She said it was because the one
window was for painters only and the other one was for the faint of heart. I
dint really understand one word a that, but she kept on with that line of
reasonin. She said things look
different dependin upon your frame a mind. And so if I adjusted my attitude I
would see things way different. And so I experimented with her idea for a while.
I closed my eyes real tight and spun my self around so I dint know which window
I would be lookin outta when I opened my eyes back up. And she was right! The
window that used ta have the black and white mississippi in it, now had the
colorful one it in, and vice versa!
Hey,
we’re in the hotel room now and its especially nice one. We ate to our hearts
content and now the girls is watchin the baseball game. Really aunt dana’s
watchin it and mischa’s in the rectangle. I was just sittin there on the nice bed
mindin my own dreamin business when I heard this weird noise. I started barkin
like a crazy person, or at least that’s what mischa said...Dana said I was
havein sundown syndrome. That’s when old people gets nuts when the sun sets.
Mischa took offense to that on accounta she dont think I am old. And she dont
think I’m crazy either, just a little barky when I get startled.
She
also said that ole dana gets barky a lot herself...she barks over republicans
and the cost of education, frackin and sequesters, deregulatin the banks, men’s
egos and war wage-in. I heard her also bark once or twice when the half and
half was soy creamer, and also when the butter was margarine....But hey, we all
got our little weaknesses dont we?
Speakin
a weaknesses. I got a bad cravin for a piece a cheese. So....Later.
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