http://americandropout.com A blog focusing on politics and humor with articles on every subject ranging from sex with a zombie to gay marriage. But it will not make your life better in any way shape or form, this much I promise you. Wed, 18 Aug 2010 14:55:46 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en Soap and I were sitting at a bar in the same city where we’d spent most of our lives. We didn’t usually go to bars, neither of us cared all that much for drinking or the atmosphere. We preferred the sound of our own voices, which usually got ... http://americandropout.com/?p=833 The hunger struck me after I cleared a trip in the East Bluff while it was still daylight. There were options in the area...Chinese food seemed too expensive, and I doubted I'd have time to really enjoy it, on a steady weekend night in the cab. McDonald's had ... http://americandropout.com/?p=829 Another night drinking beer and smoking cigarettes on the porch. She was depressed (the way I usually am), and that always brings out the best in me. I was attentive and affectionate. I told her how lucky I am, she deserves better. I didn't bother saying ... http://americandropout.com/?p=822 Saturday night I cleared a trip in Peoria Heights about a quarter til four. I was tired already, there was enough time for one or two more flag trips leaving downtown. Then I'd go home and get some sleep. I was headed South on Knoxville toward the bright lights ... http://americandropout.com/?p=813 The last time I fell in love, I fell hard. I was pedaling beside midday traffic, white sleeves rolled up just below the elbow, tie flapping over my shoulder in the wind, like a flag proclaiming my awesomeness. It was gorgeous, and warm for Spring. I had just gotten ... http://americandropout.com/?p=785 Our enclosed porch had turned into a modern art exhibit. The square panes of glass were speckled with moving polka dots. Flies. They could see the freedom in the front yard beyond, but could move no further and couldn't understand why. The transparent white curtains kept them there, ... http://americandropout.com/?p=778 Hot town, summer in the city Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty Been down, isn't it a pity Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city All around, people looking half dead Walking on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head Every time I hear that song on the radio I think of ... http://americandropout.com/?p=756