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Friday, June 03, 2005

a smart man once said that in order to change your state of mind, you gotta change the state your in. as in im in a new york state of mind, but i live in harrisburg, new jersey, or something like that.

i always wondered if the same think went for the smaller municipalities as well.

counties, cities, villages, and all them little bitty hick towns in between never get enough credit in famous songs. like if i just move from one suburb in one county, to a sleepy college town in another county, does my county of mind change too? does your state of mind even have counties? maybe not or maybe so.

chris rock has a joke that goes a little sumtin like this: "If a friend calls you and says 'I'm lost. I'm on Martin Luther King Boulevard' and they want to know what to do, the best response is, 'Run!' " sure it was funny to people in downtown dc or la or ny or whatever that know what an mlkb is all about. but not every lives in those cities of mind.

i just moved to martin luther king boulevard, the one of about seven hundred or so in america, the same one that used to be airport road in the heart of chapel hill. mlkb still runs from campus straight up to the airfield. its not really a dangerous place, considering chapel hill really isnt know for violence or crime and such. but good ol historic airport road is no more. mlkb is my new home.

i dont feel different. my room is a bit bigger, and downstairs theres a 60 inch plasma with 6 channel surround sound instead of a futon and an old sony. but does that really change me? of course not.

i havent called canada girl back yet, and im not really sure i will. theres a little angel on my shoulder that just bitch slapped the hell outta lucifer and is whispering something in my ear.

hmmm, thats not good news.

i think i need to go.

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