Train Talk: Death & Inflation

While riding the train this morning on my way to work I overheard two women talking about inflation and how the prices of everything is so high these days. And with that I totally agree. I wouldn't be surprised if gas prices in New York City will be hitting that $4 a gallon mark this summer! Woman #1 continued on saying how high food prices are getting these days, and how her hairstylists, manicure, pedicure, and spa prices are increasing also. Woman #2 chimed in with total agreement saying her Starbucks coffee is getting expensive as well. Oh, and here's the kicker Woman #1 says in response, "Oh God, tell me about it who cares about terrorists blowing up the country if I can't even afford food these days. I'd die of starvation anyways!" I couldn't believe what I was hearing! WTF?!!~ I'm mean really... WTF?!!~ I'm thinking first off, you're riding on the damn' LIRR which isn't all that cheap of a ride so I know you aren't that poor. Secondly, you have the nerve complaining about your increased costs in spa treatments, which is a luxury anyhow! And lastly, I can't believe you're bitching about how much your damn latte-crapo-chino is costing and talking about starving to death. Heifer, I don't see you eating dried mud cookies like the poor people in Haiti so you have no place at all talking about your fat ass starving 'cos of rising crapo-chino prices!~

Numero Uno

I knew I wouldn't be able to stay away from the blogging world for too long. I closed down a bunch of my accounts from my other blogs a few months ago; but obviously I've been bitten by the blogging-bug yet again. It's like that sappy tear-jerker movie that you always watch. You know damn' well you're gonna cry buckets of tears each time you watch it. But for some reason you always have the urge to go watch it again. Okay, bad analogy. But yeah, "Hey there blog world Azry's back again."