Because my mind is going a mile a minute and my thoughts are all over the place, I’m going to do a list and hope for the best.
1. Apparently, the FM is in the middle of a housing boom. On the average, 29 people move here each day (really?! I’m sorry.). The average house price is $190K. On a related note, the news channels need to find something that is actually news. The “housing boom” is news to no one.
As for the other leading story–man shoots at police, gets shot by police–the police chief is definitely not camera ready nor camera friendly. He basically looks and sounds like a stuttering moustache. The man-on-the-street interview was with what appeared to be a cognitively-impaired gentleman, who presented as a meth head on the prowl for a can of soda. He thought that the gun shots sounded like fireworks. Thanks, Deputy Dawg, that was super helpful.;
2. Not every restaurant needs a food truck–I’m looking at you, Olive Garden. We’re not family and never will be, regardless of your marketing tactics. Most of the people in my family can actually cook “Italian food”, or as we call it, food. Your food is pretty sucky–and won’t be improved by hitting the road and being served lukewarm, over-cooked meat and pasta out of a window, amidst the smell of truck exhaust and in the company of others who think that the Olive Garden has good food. Seriously, it’s about two steps above Chef Boyardee. If you like this, congrats, you have terrible taste and should probably stay home and hide. This is, of course, is just an expression of my opinion and not meant to disparage the Olive Garden’s business in any way.;
3. Back to the news for a sec–as the FM grows, maybe we’ll attract better bands. Some of them are awesome, but it’s mostly C-list hair bands, country garbage and groups that inexplicably draw crowds based on the presence of, like, one original member of April Wine or something equally as ridiculous. The local bands are leaps and bounds above most anything that slinks in here on a supposed “world tour”. For real, our local bands are craze-mazing.;
4. On a little more serious note, I have come to terms that my dad will never openly, to my face, acknowledge that he’s proud of me. I’m not okay with it–but that’s just how things are, I guess. I know, I know–someone get me a waa-bulance and some french cries–but I’d be lying if I said that it doesn’t sting–some days worse than others–but I’ll live. Not to be braggy–but I hold two Bachelor’s Degrees, a Master’s Degree and a Doctorate. I was initiated into Phi Kappa Phi (Google it), through Michigan State–which means that I was in the top ten percent of ALL graduate students at Michigan State University (including the law school and two medical schools) in terms of grade-point average. All with dyslexia and ADHD. On paper, I look pretty good. In person, I’m kind of a hot mess–and I’m fine with that too.
People underestimate me and take me for granted. And I let them. Especially the men I love–and some of the women. People tend to treat me terribly–and I will almost always take them back with open arms. It sucks–and I suck for allowing it to happen. Maybe I’ll figure it out someday–and maybe I won’t.
I don’t know why I included this information (all of item #4)–maybe to give you guys a look into who I am, really. Does this all boil down to, “daddy issues”? Probably. But, it also accounts for why I’m a bit of a nympho–with no real gag reflex. And I’m a pretty cheap date given that I’m small and don’t eat very much. Something to consider.;
5. It’s been my experience that men tend to be very literal creatures, in general. There are exceptions, of course; but I’ve found that a direct approach works best, especially when it comes to sex. Gentlemen, if a woman says, “let’s get a drink some time”, she will probably sleep with you. I could be WAY off base, and likely am–but in my world, if the invitation goes out–the panties are probably coming off at some point in the near future. Just sayin’.; and
6. North Dakota is a very strange place and it’s really not for everyone. But if you secretly (or not so secretly) consider poultry a vegetable and you have a penchant for eating smoked, over-priced meats in the parking lot of a large events center/football stadium–then, you may want to be one of the 29 people who move here, on the average, each day. Let’s grab a drink some time when you get here. *wink*
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