Carey Says Ums

A glimpse into the world of the legally blind . . .

He gives hope to a lot of folks at home, waiting.

Today, New Jersey decides that a federal conviction with 25 years aren't enough. So, the state where the FBI agent sat on the phone has charged my brother for the same crime, even while he sits in prison. And, get this, they scheduled a hearing. Needless to say, he missed the appointment. And now, they'll be charging him for that, too. America, you ignorant flag-waving slut. Rot in hell.

I have no clue what to write these days. I'm writing everywhere else -- at work, on blogs and in songs. But here? I'm having a writer's block for sarcasm. Why? Sarcasma . . .

Let's face it, with these fake drugs running through my system, I'll never be able to get-snarky-wit'-it again. But I'll always have my blind humour. That's what counts, I guess.

My dad, a North Carolina republican for years, just hopped the fence and voted for Barack Obama for change he can believe in. Thanks, dad. Congrats, NC. This man must win, and you can help.

Okay, I've received a gatrillion e-mails begging me to seek help, calm down or just off myself.

Apparently, bitter banter doesn't sit well with the rest of the world. Mothers in my life are concerned (I love you.). Some friends think I'm off my rocker (I'm still rockin'.). And complete strangers? They're just as mad as me (Yes, me.).

Let's get one thing straight: I blog here to empty my mind of all negativity. That includes you, retard.

Sound gay to you? Well, it is. BUTT BUT it's working. The more I complain about the stupidity in my life, the more I make room for an ounce of hope. Then I smoke it, and all is well with the world once again. What? Hey, I don't inhale.

So, I'm back on this blog, refreshed-n-renewed. And ready to interject, "World, fuck you. . . . "