Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Ahoy Captain

Meanwhile, In Captain Buzzy's, I desperately try to hide from the Brandslamcenter and the insnaring internship pressure can.
There is no trendy music
There are just Church Hill people with their Church Hill clothes and their Church Hill looks and their Church Hill coffee and their Church Hill clothes and their Church Hill laptops.
I'm drinking the same coffee and prancing about on my laptop, my god I'm one of them.
Maybe like me none of them are from Church Hill, really they live miles away, they come here just to feel important or pretend to add a small amount of sophistication to their lives. It's possible they came just for the free internet.
They hide here all day whilst their husbands or wives  launch statewide manhunts just because they don't want to go to the mall. It's possible that their partners believe they have a job.
Whereas in reality, they are spending day after day, hour after hour trying to figure out how on god's green earth they ended up in a town like Richmond.
This place has a lot of green to it. Green is supposed to make you hungry. Alternatively this is really a starbucks in disguise.
Time to leave this utopian columbian roast sanctuary and retreat to a library with dusty books and an illiterate arthritic librarian.

There is always caffeine, more caffeine
I get the BBC radio on my laptop now, so get lost CNN!

1 comment:

joshy drops hammers! said...

does anyone in this stinky little town know how to do it right?