Wednesday, December 06, 2006
No Longer Fine
When you hit a bump in the road people start asking you "how you doing?", "everything ok?", etc. One can tell how rough other people think you got it by the frequency of the inquiry. I got tired of saying "Fine", so I switched to "still vertical". However, "still vertical" doesn't really capture the essence of a great day. So, I have decided that if asked "how ya doin?" and I am having a great day, I will respond "Ghetto Perfect".
Well-wisher: "How are you?"
Me: "Ghetto Perfect"
Having been born in Little Motown (Flint, Michigan making me a Flintstone Kid), home of the now departed Scurvy, murder central, I can't help but like rap. So, fine is fine for some, still vertical is an average day, and Ghetto Perfect--all things considered--is a pretty good day.
Well-wisher: "How are you?"
Me: "Ghetto Perfect"
Having been born in Little Motown (Flint, Michigan making me a Flintstone Kid), home of the now departed Scurvy, murder central, I can't help but like rap. So, fine is fine for some, still vertical is an average day, and Ghetto Perfect--all things considered--is a pretty good day.
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