Yep, that’s right dear readers, today we’re doing another writing prompt, not because I have run out of things to write about…oh no, no, no, that would never happen you silly geese, but I actually enjoy a few of these random topics for discussion, so I’m abiding. Particularly this topic, because the first thing I thought of when I saw the subject, was my Hurley jacket, my ever-faithful Hurley jacket, that’s pushing ohhhhhhh…25ish years of wear & tear, & still rocking hard. I just wore it the other day actually, since the weather where I am hasn’t figured out that it’s Springtime yet, & keeps dropping bouts of cold weather upon us. This jacket is essentially a dark gray mechanic’s jacket, & she fits like a glove, still, after all these many, many years. I’ve done so much in that jacket, so much, that if I tried to narrate all of the things I’ve done in that jacket, I wouldn’t be able to even start, I don’t think.
I think I got the jacket in a skate shop, sometime around my first year of college maybe, I honestly cannot recall, it was so long ago, but if my memory serves me correctly, that was when & where I got it. Fucking hell, I’m getting old…ugh, but I digress. I think it was maybe $50, but again, it was so long ago, that I cannot recall specifically. Doesn’t really matter though, because it’s still here, I still wear it, & it’s still an awesome jacket. If someone would have told me 25 years ago that I’d still have this jacket, I’d have laughed & laughed. First off, I’d laugh at the fact that the jacket was still around 25 years later, & secondly, I’d laugh at the notion that I would still be around, 25 years later. Nope, I never thought I’d make it this far, & now that I have, looking at this jacket, as I am right now in real-time, is proving to be quite surreal, just thinking about all that time, all the places I’ve been, all the things I’ve done, so much of it in this jacket, this jacket that still keeps ticking, just like I do, for some reason, one way or another.
I’ll be wearing my jacket, as a matter of fact, when I depart on my road trip in a few days/few weeks, whenever I go, there’s no set date yet, only the date of having to be gone by the end of the month. Surely, I won’t be waiting that long, & don’t call me Shirley, please & thank you. Nope, I think at the very latest, I’ll be gone a few days before the month ends. I might go even sooner, I don’t know, I just know I want to be where the heart is, at home, & not way out here in the middle of liberal hell, which is where I currently am, smack in the middle of a literal liberal hellhole, & it’s incredibly draining. INCREDIBLY draining, & I encourage everyone else who can, to move OUT of the big cities while you can. Just get out, now, before all hell breaks loose with this Title 42 crap. Oh yes, the border is wide open, & at last count, I think there were like a million illegals ready to come across, & a border patrol that is woefully ill-equipped to stop any of them, so expect a million or so new neighbors to be here…like right about now.
It’s all just another part of the bigger agenda to destroy this once great country. They just let a million New Democrat voters in, illegal voters that are incredibly uniformed, so of course, they’re going to vote for whoever they think gives them the free handouts. NEWSFLASH: nothing is free, NOTHING, so the fact that they assume they’re going to get the aforementioned free handouts, should tell you how ignorant they are about the way reality really works. Again, NOTHING is free, NOTHING, & everything has a price, except none of these illegals are going to get a bill, WE THE PEOPLE are. They print money, then figure out how to give it to themselves tax-free, but in the meantime, they make YOU pay, tax YOU, give YOU a shitty paycheck every 2 weeks that’s also taxed, then expect YOU to just accept these terms ut notum est, without any sort of conflict. Thanks for the Latin translation by the way Word Hippo. Cheers. I enjoy looking up definitions & translations & such, because that’s how you learn for yourself. What’s the point, if you aren’t learning for yourself, know what I mean? Learn for YOU, not for me…& look at that, just when you wonder about finding fresh quotes for The Great Quote Hunt, a “great quote” manifests itself. Oh my…that’s kind of spooky actually. Sheesh. “Learn for you, not for me.” Yep, that’s a keeper for sure.
Okay, it looks like we’ve come to the time where we wrap this daily article up. My jacket, my trusty jacket, a jacket that one could make a movie out of perhaps. Maybe call it, “The Jacket,” & then chronicle my life in said jacket, with some exaggerated emphasis on the adventures I’ve had in this jacket, as Hollywood tends to do. Oh man, such a delusional narcissist, as if Hollywood, or any wood, would be remotely interested in anything I have to offer. Doesn’t matter, delusions are delusions, just fantasies, make believe in my head, as though it would ever become real life. Nope, just delusions. I re-watched a movie earlier, a movie from my youth, a great movie, that’s actually free on Youtube right now, should you want to watch it. It’s called Over the Edge, & it came out in 1979, & features a young Matt Dillon. Surprisingly, not many people know about this movie for some reason, which makes it a bit of a cult classic, doesn’t it? Nonetheless, I’ll link the video below for you, so all you have to do is click it to watch. The FisH™ abides, & you know this. Until next time dear readers, back the blue is great in theory, but in real life, fuck the police. So sayeth FisH™…🎣
For all of you, & for none of you at all…🐡
“Learn for you, not for me.” Fish F Fish🎏
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