jay-z, what happened to you?

on my way back from sarasota to stuart a few weeks ago i was scanning through the radio stations and the "paris" jay-z & kanye west collabo song was on. this was one of the worst songs i ever heard and it had a very lil wayne feel. jay-z is officially in the toilet. not just cause i'm older now, but because he sucks and his lyrics are bad. bad meaning bad, not bad meaning good.

things i have learned these past two weeks

1. i hate the telephone. text me. i do not want to talk
2. sarasota isn't all that sucky
3. english bed and breakfasts are where it's at
4. i don't hate people, i just like it better when they aren't around
5. through some sort of magic my car got 370 miles to the tank last week
6. cable sucks and it is an overpriced waste of money. cancelled.
7. craft beers make me way drunker way faster than i am interested in ever being
8. half an ambien can be my best friend
9. people that think a relationship makes them a complete person are fucking idiots
10. justin vernon has the most beautiful voice
11. the stuart airshow brings the community out. it's gay but it was sweet to see the old folks all sitting outside with their faces turned to the sky at the nursing home on palm beach road this past weekend. kids and oldies, gotta love em.