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ok just woke up from a horrible fucking dream... better say nice things so i have a nice day and hopully nice dreams..

here is a story about my awsome grandma... when my grandpa died we had to have a funeral for him. me and my uncles went to the funeral home and the cemitary to do all the stuff. that sucked. my only wish after i die is to make sure no fucking tool in the death business makes a dollar off my worthless body. just toss my decaying ass in the mississippi river.. anyway.. sidetracking here.. so when we are buying the plot in the mossalieum in the cemitary.. it turned out to be cheaper to get spot that holds 3 caskets.. 3 is such a weird number to me. hubsband.. wife... favorite kin?... i am sure it's a way to make dead family members to buy more expencive tombs later when the time comes.. fucking assholes.. anyway. the day of the funeral. i am with the family... i was a pallbarer. and shoved this five tousand dollar casket into this multi unit tomb. after i do it. i go stand near my grandma who hasn't really said a word since the unexpeted dead of her husband of 50 years and 2 days. she looks into the hole i put grandpa in and she see's the extra room next to the casket. grandma looks at me and points in the extra area..."that's for me isn't it?"...
"yes grandma, that's where you're gonna go."
shit. let me tell another story that isn't so depressing. one time my dad got this new girlfreind that was a fucking bone head... one of many bone head.. but this one took the cake for some reason.. anyway.. at a christmas or thanksgiving day family gathering the bonehead came to the funchtion to grace us with her worthless pressance and racsit coments. after her coming up to me and my grandma saying some stupid shit. my grandma turned to me and said "Mehaw, we are a family.. this is our family.. you see her (points at queen bonehead standing 2 feet away).. she is NOT FAMILY!"
grandma is awsome.

Tennessean

ahh.. thanksgiving. we (steve and claire) just got into nashville for the second anual thanksgiving weekend festivlies. i guese there is alot to be thankfull for .. other things not so thankfull for . for instance. that "well you still have your health" fraze that every one always says. my grandma is now enjoying her first week in an old folks home. i viseted her last night. it was horrible . after a twenty minute viset my dad was like. " ok mom. time to go" . it looked like she was about to cry. she said not to go with a death look on her face. she kept saying how scared she was to be there . and how mad she was for her children not to be staying over night with her. fuck. at least that is one thing i don't ever have to worry about. i am goin to kick it young or if by the slight astaunomical chance i make it to that age . the years of booze and naraticness will have pounded my brain into alstimers or plain old permenent fucked upness to the point to where i won't even know i am at death camp. my grandpa used to call old folks homes "god's waiting room" .. i feel like that is now sometimes. fuck . nothing ever changes. happy fucking thanks giving .....

Nader Day

my dad called me and woke me up at 6:30 this morning.
"son, i just want to remind you today to excersie your right as an american"
to bad my candidate doesn't get certian rights he deserves. like the right to free speech for example. ok people . have fun voting for obama.