What the F@$K is wrong with White People?

   First of all the above picture has nothing to do with this post but I thought its true to a certain degree. All right were do I start, how about the fact that white people have no idea what life is like for Hispanic people. Damn how can you be on the 7 train coming back from the Mets game and feeling sorry for people who live in the surrounding neighborhoods. Comments like that piss me off and also it was crowded and this dude who was also a dad elbowed me twice in the head. I would have stepped up but was coming  from class tired, and secondly there will come a day when Whites are outnumbered by Hispanics. Looking at what I wrote I sound racist or pissed off. Interestingly enough don't care cause I have stated before on this blog that I am both Hispanic and White so I know what its like to live in both worlds.

  In  news lets see whats been going on. Lindsey Lohan got out of rehab supposedly she was taking incorrect medication for a wrong diagnosis that was making her act erratic. Can you say someone got some money under the table to make this diagnosis so she got out. Tiger Woods is finally divorced and yeah he cheated but the guy always gets screwed out of a lot of money. If you wanna fool around don't get married guys or girls. The other big story is about the Mosque being built near Ground Zero in NYC. Here's my opinion you can build a mosque because we all have the right to express our religious freedom as long as it does not harm anyone else. It's to soon since wounds still have to heal and were still fighting a religious war in Afghanistan. Yes I said it because if you look back at history most wars have had religious undertones. Finally how many people are sick with Levi Johnston and Bristol Palin there really milking there 15 minutes in the spotlight.

Strolling down the streets of Queens looking for answers

Well everyone here's the next part of my story. To everyone who reads this or stumbled across it I may be updating less frequently in the future. I will be starting Grad school in two weeks so don't know how the workload will be yet. Finally I will probably go back to making social commentary on world events and such and I will make it up with this story from time to time.

Reminiscing about the past was no good Thomas thought. Heading to the kitchen and finding something in the fridge he plopped down on the coach again and booted up the laptop. Spilling some milk on the keyboard and hastily wiping it off with his shirt he noticed an email with a large attachment. Opening it and realizing that it was a video clip he waited while it finished loading. On screen the grainy clip showed two people inside grocery carts racing down a steep street. One of the carts tipped over as it reached the end and the clip became unwatchable for a few seconds as the camera moved down the street. It finally cleared and he realized that it was his friend Joe on the ground and as the camera panned to the other cart it showed him doing a victory dance. The clip ended with Mark another buddy of his laughing stupidly into the camera. 
 Thomas tried to remember the grocery cart race and why he would partake in it. Picking up his cell and calling Joe just led to voice-mail and after leaving a quick message he decided to go find Mark. Mark was a bit of an oddball but he should be working at the Diner. Looking for a clean shirt and a pair of socks Thomas quickly got dressed and left his apartment. Closing the door he noticed a garden gnome tipped on its side a few feet away. 
  Standing it upright he got a quick flash of running through some bushes while a dog barked behind him. Shaking his head for a second he looked at the gnome and decided to take it with him. Stepping outside and feeling the brisk morning air Thomas wondered if he should go back in and get a jacket. Contemplating this he hears the landlady arguing with her husband and decides to shove off before someone called the cops again. Stopping off at the newsstand Thomas picked up a copy of the conspiracy newspaper that Mark liked to read. He also got an odd-look from the owner while putting down the gnome as he payed for the paper. Walking down the street and looking at the way the industrial, residential and cemetery sections merged together he got to the diner in about 10 minutes.

Humid Thursday Afternoon

Writers block should have something up soon.