Club Brown

why? I don’t know i have a friend in CA that i am always asking the most naive -est of American, republican, southern of questions of. “Hey Christine, don’t you just laugh when you hear the American dad theme song?” Jeez Louise, i mean think Daine, of course she doesn’t she is in Canada.

Josh and i left the country but not far enough. i mean the only way we knew we were really out of the US and into Canada on our trip is they have some different rules and let private land owners live in or on some of the small islands in the boundary waters, or they would call that Quetico Provincial Park. We were lost and had paddled too far and we could have been shot on site but ok whatever. the one island we saw had more “no trespassing” “doughnut-ent-ry” signs than it did anything else. my point is i feel the need to get out of the USA for a second. even if it is just to one of our un-taxed outlying islands that i don’t need a passport to go to but that are way too Caribbean and trade able for something we want in exchange for oil. I need to get out and see people driving crazy. and that might just be it. i need to see different ethnic groups driving like maniacs. Maybe i should just go to Houston or a quick hop down to the border. This might be all the perspective straitening i need.
I watched my show last night, Anthony Bourdain’s No reservations, and he went to Saudi Arabia. Ok i would so go there and get myself all suited up in the normal mens garb. I should; I should get one to wear around town with my Mexi-Melt in her strappy tank tops. ha Ham sandwich in a Synagogue. Ha ha and that is even funnier in light of the context. it left me wanting to eat lamb and rice and hummus!