Times are changin

What the hell happened to starbucks? I mean, it has completely gone down the sh*tter. What used to be the pinnacle for fancy pants baristas is now home to a bunch of surly wannabe actors that get pissed when people return a $4 drink because it tastes completely different than it’s supposed to.  I think my new biggest fear about becoming a parent is that my child may work in a starbucks one day. I would be prouder if they worked at a Mcdonalds. At least there is some value in knowing that you are serving up cheap, crappy food to people who came in for cheap, crappy food. There’s a level of integrity there.  Speaking of integrity, there seems to be a whole lot missing in American politics these days. It's really unnerving.  Sign #90000 that it’s time for me to move to a remote island, have a hut and eat coconut-based meals. Just found out that we're having a little girl so the urge to run away from the rat race and society in general has grown stronger.  I mean, what chance does this little one stand? By the time she grows up the US will be 80% brown so no affirmative action there. Everyone in corporate America will be female because of the overly PC-ness in hiring so men will be the new handicapped-black-lesbian of the workforce.  Pretty much unless she goes into rocket science or brain surgery it’s going to be a tough life. Is there anything wrong with moving to costa rica, teaching her to fish&farm and live a quiet life? I really think it’s time to go back to an agrarian-based lifestyle anyway so this would be perfect!

I think I’m most scared of her going thru highschool and college in the US.  I partied my face off! Literally. There were times where I could not feel my face. And now, because karma is karma, I am going to have a daughter who’s just like me or just like her dad. Either way we are screwed.  I can’t even send her to catholic school without the fear of her becoming a stripper. I mean isn’t that what catholic school is these days? Stripper training?  And boarding school is a no-go – I went that route and learned how to make bongs out of random sh*t laying around and how to hide weed from pretty much anyone including a K-9 unit.  *sigh* I’m going to take it 5 years at a time. 0-5 should be easy. 5-10 so-so and then 10-15 we’ll slowly start packing up our sh*t, backing up towards the door, into the car, and off to Costa Rica.