Going, going, back, back, to cali cali

mood: goody
listening to: beck
last read: quote off the starbucks paper cup "it will do us little good to wire the world if we short-circuit our souls."

had a rip roaringly exhausting, yet refreshing long weekend in dallas, texas. here's michelle and i at one of the main sessions:



every time i leave california, for another state in america, i am slammed with the realization that i am a california girl through and through (minus the fake boobs and blond hair =) j/k).

top 5 reasons i would never chose to move to TX:

1. agoraphobia - fear of wide open spaces. i had to literally talk myself down when i looked out on the horizon and saw no mountains or anything.

2. on the airport shuttle, a man was talking to his friend about his own son. he said "that little mother f***er listens to that black, n***er music." now, i know there are racist people in california, and thought i was appalled by his statement, i was more appalled that NO ONE else on the full bus seemed phased by this man's explitives. i looked like i just drank sour milk, and no one mirrored my disgust. maybe people in TX just know how to mind their own business and i dont? i dont know... i'm just sayin...

3. gas and food were not cheaper. and they do not treat their workers fairly. our server at the Cracker Barrel only made $2.15/hr plus tips (which, by the way, was the same wage her mother made when she served there 15 years ago. i left her a $10 tip on an $11 meal. god bless her)

4. their transporation infrastructure got the best of me. they like to take you in circles. there are driveways to businesses right off the freeway on ramps. so for outta towners like me, you are just trying to get to uncle julio's tex-mex restaurant and you freak out that you're getting on the freeway, yet there was no freeway entrance sign, and then, pop, all of a sudden there is a driveway. ludacris i tell you.

5. everything closes by 9.

people were pretty nice, but i thought the tenneseeans were nicer. tennessee was prettier too. (tennesee and texas are my only exposure to the South) oh, and that Sonic Burger place knows how to make a mean order of onion rings... but there's one in hemet. no need to move to texas for onion rings =) although, it may not have the same charm without the cute little girl wishing us a "i hope y'all enjoy y'all's sonic burger." (yes, you aparently can conjugate y'all?!?!? who knew!)