January 11, 2006

Bloggered

Sitting upon the wooden steps leading into my Millington homestead, I watch anxiously for her to arrive. I have not had luck with the ladies. I am a loving guy. Girls will turn their heads, without much effort on my part.
I pop the top of a Jack Daniels. It is Tennessee afterall! A few things you have to remember about us is we don't know what's really in, but beer and whisky are our friends. Many of us, especially the older folk don't have teeth or they be missin some. We like to wranggle in any and everything we find. We're a bit backwards. We've improved over the years, but Millington will always have that organic aromma.
Down at the General Store you can tell we still take pride in fishing and huntin. I don't care so much for it. I'm probably a mix between Tom Sawyer and I reckon, well I really don't know. I'm special that's for sure.
I pull the straw hat over my eyes and wave to Alexis. Her eyes sparkle, like the sun on the lake in the mornning. I extend my hand to her, the gentleman way. We Memphians do have class.
Laughter breaks the still of the tranquil afternoon, as I step in front of her smiling. I lean forward whispering something in her ear, when I hear my mother calling.
Momma means well, but sometimes she can get pretty harsh with my lady friends. We are in the Bible BELT State and have strict rules about relationships. There is to be no fondling, kissing or any touching aside from hugging. If I want to do it, in Momma's eyes I better have said my vows in front of our priest and signed the necessary papers. I'm 21 now and Justin Randal Timberlake is ready for marriage.
If I can drink responibly then I can do about anything, except math. Never was good at that.
I just started this BLOGGER, as a way to vent my frustrations. I'm getting bloggered out from all this typing,but my girl has gone on home. I aint gonna fuss or nothin, just roll wit the punches like young Tom did with his Ma.
Tom is one cool kid, bit crazy gettin all messy on a constant basis, but he did right by stopping theives. He was always out to prove people wrong, and I'm like that too.
I'm gettin married and it'll be a suprise to the family. They consider me as a outcast.

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