now that I’m back to earth I have to admit that my naturalization interview was more than a little bizarre and stress-provoking. I’ll probably write more about it later after I have achieved full touchdown
as I get off the train from Philly what do I see but my own personal naturalization ceremony in North Wales, PA
listen to immigrants. we chose this country over the country of our birth and we often offer valuable perspective on how to make it better. I’m not saying fast food places need to carry pani puri but there are some more practical ideas out there
the last three years have been an emotional roller coaster
I had planned to work in a Philly shared office space for the rest of the afternoon but then these guys from Texas walked into the bar and I bought them drinks to share in my joy and then they bought me drinks and one thing led to another and Anthony my barkeep was offering me a congratulatory dessert on the house. I love my city.
stepped in dog poop while walking the streets of Philly waiting for my pub to open then spent some more time walking and looking for a puddle to wash it off, a puddle that was likely more toxic than the dog poop all the while carrying a bottle of water in my hand
walked from 30th Street station to city hall to blow Billy Penn a kiss and formally anoint his woods as my “home”. and then off to my favorite pub, the dandelion, to partake of a celebratory hand pulled English pint of Philadelphia IPA.
approved. oath taking in a couple of weeks. thanks for the good vibes everyone looks like they worked
excited but I also have an urge to vomit
sitting outside on the deck listening to music drinking European lager and practicing naturalization interview questions but I keep mistakenly calling it the nectarine nazi cult instead of Republican party
just attended my small town pride walk and now the entire town has converged at the town tavern for the after party including the mayor
has any other country in the world voted into the presidency a guy accused of sexual assault by twenty different women and caught on tape admitting to sexual assault
remove the photo from my previous post because it has nothing to do with what I said and either this app apparently doesn’t allow me to delete posts or I’m very stupid
I just keep thinking how unfair it was for good people to have died of covid unfair both for them and for us who now have to live in a world without them
me playing my traveling cajon in a beer garden
guy walks up to me: cool drums man I wish I had brought my guitar
me: this is why I always carry a musical instrument in my car for emergencies
you: the trump flag on my truck means fuck you me: the trump flag on your truck means hold me close I’m still crying
more Americans need to be furious that an entire political party is okay with a former president instigating a violent attempt at a coup and then openly supporting his actions. read the previous sentence again you fucking nitwits.
people have always underestimated the effect they have on other people. the age of social media has made horrible people realize how much they can affect other people horribly through social media
and what the fuck are we planning to do about all the gop reps who begged donald for a pre emptive pardon for trying to overturn the election on his behalf
donalds gonna be convicted of so many crimes fred trumps gonna exhume his own carcass just to tell him once again that he never loved him
soon the “the” in “the donald” will be short for “the one in prison”
I got out of a 3 year divorce with a woman with borderline personality disorder followed immediately by a 4 year president with narcissistic personality disorder. I’m fucking mad that I lost 7 years of my life to this absolute same shit
it’s so weird living in America right next to nature. I’m sitting in my house built right above a creek flood plain. I have my modern amenities right here a comfortable bed to sleep in, a heater for winter, a carpeted floor to walk on and most importantly, indoor toilets. at the same time I sit at my window and smell the creek, watch the birds, listen to the terrifying nocturnal sounds of fighting animals in the flood plain ensconced in my comfortable veneer of safety. it feels weird. end of blog.
I watched the January 6 insurrection happen live in real time. I was working at home in our dining room hoping to watch Joe Biden officially become president and punch a Nazi in his fucking face. instead I watched Donald Trump literally incite people to violence. I watched the insurrectionists march towards the Capitol. I remember messaging my friends that this is not going to end well. once the insurrectionists infiltrated the Capitol I remember posting on my company slack channel that the Capitol was under a terrorist attack. I remember trump supporters crawling up walls hanging off ledges and thinking vermin. pure terrorist vermin. there was a guy who messaged me on Instagram before the election criticizing me for calling Donald Trump a fascist. how you doing man, does trying to violently overturn an election constitute fascism? or no
I cried during officer Edwards testimony. to watch the assault on yourself, relive the trauma and continue to testify on live prime time tv. this is a real hero