The rants of a solid soul trapped inside of a broken body…
Have you ever searched the web for a blog that conveys atleast a speck of meaning? Have you ever noticed exactially how hard it is to find one? Well… It is.
While browsing around msn.com I noticed there featured blog page… So naturally I went there to try and get some tips from any humorus blogs… Yet instead I found something that inspired me more than any other journal ever could… The blog of a quadriplegic named Kenny… How someone who is so disabled that it makes the hobo’s without legs on the side of the street look like pansies can possible have enough willpower to keep up with a blog is astounding. Really… It is. And the fact that his writing is so funny sometimes, and so precise, yet at other times convey’s such meaning that you simply want to break down and cry… Is simply magical. So take a few minutes out of your very precious day and visit Kenny’s blog… It will be worth it.
Click here to visit Kenny
So, here I am, reviewing a city. A new calling, perhaps? We’ll see. Vacations are costly, after all.
So, New Orleans was….interesting. Me and my parents went there for a wedding of distant cousins of mine. It was basically the wedding rehearsal dinner, free night, free morning, the wedding, the wedding reception, and free night. So that gave me and the folks several oppurtunities to explore New Orleans: the Amsterdam of the Americas.
(Warning… Written adult content past this point…)
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One afternoon a wealthy lawyer was riding in his limousine when he saw two men along the roadside eating grass. Disturbed, he ordered his driver to stop and he got out to investigate. He asked one man, “Why are you eating grass?” “We don’t have any money for food,” the poor man replied. “We have to eat grass.”
“Well, then, you can come with me to my house and I’ll feed you” the lawyer said. “But sir. I have a wife and two children with me. They are over there, under that tree” “Bring them along,” the lawyer replied. Turning to the other poor man he stated, “You come with us also.” The second man, in a pitiful voice then said, “But sir, I also
have a wife and SIX children with me!” “Bring them all, as well,” the lawyer answered. They all entered the car, which was no easy task, even for a car as large as the limousine was. Once underway, one of the poor fellows turned to the lawyer and said, “Sir, you are too kind. Thank you for taking all of us with you.”
The lawyer replied, “Glad to do it. You’ll really love my place; the grass is almost a foot
high.
That wasn’t nice. Boo hoo. Haha
