Sunday, October 19, 2014

I don't like half the folks I love...

This song really sums it up...  Yeah, 'nuff said.

It's ironic that I discovered this song on the way home to Virginia in July when I was going to see my dad for the last time.  Now that the holidays are rapidly approaching, I think this song will become my theme.


  1. You're at least half a rung on the ladder above me in this regard.. I neither like nor love a large segment of the family toward whom I should feel at least a minimal degree of fondness. I love my grandmother and my immediate family, including Cousin Josh, who has been taken into our immediate circle and is now more of a brother than cousin. I love uncles Steve and Michael and their immediate families. I love Aunt Cristelle and her husband Mendel and their oddly named offspring. As for the rest, they can take a collective flying leap into Utah County's largest and least purified sewage system for all I care. I'm sure the feeling is mutual.

    1. My family is southern, so we have a lot of fake solidarity. I do have quite a few relatives that I genuinely love and I think they love me back. But there are a few who can join your relatives in Utah's largest and least purified sewage system... BTW, if you haven't watched the video, you should. Paul Thorn is awesome and he's hilarious.


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