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the grouch once called himself a simple man who liked pretty things. what an admirable thing to be it seems to me. living in brooklyn. working in advertising. tons of fun with a slender frame and few cases of wit. drink up.

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

flags.

watch out for em. especially if they're red. keep in mind though, you don't always need your eyes to see those. plus there's lots of pretty flags with red in them. hell ours incorporates them stripely. some flags are more red than others. just like the ones you don't need your eyes to see. still, tons of beautiful red flags is my point. then there's yellow flags. these, can be a bitch. only if they're on your team though. those withstanding, there are lots of beautiful flags with all different shades of yellow. green flags; are promising. sometimes. but a very, very popular flag color, even if it's just one of a few colors. orange flags are mad associated with the road. this is because they almost always pertain to the problems concerning the one you're on. also used for a very cool exhibit by foreign land artists. they even did it in the states. but to be fair, those flags were annoying to some runners. white flags can be seen from a long way away. that's why golfers use them. interesting huh? when people see them on the golf course, they fire little balls right at them. but if you see them under different circumstances, you're suppose to stop firing altogether. this brings up a good point. see, white flags are easy to see and they aren't. usually, it's a matter of white and black. black flags make great music, kill bugs and often symbolizes less than positive shit. but nothing is just black. including the emotions they inspire, so they got that going for them. every once in a while the two come together to form a vans slip-on checker board pattern. yes they do have them in lo-cut and high-top patterns as well. and yes maryland, you do have the checkerboard pattern in your flag and you came out before vans did, we get it. and of course, of course we all know the best checkered flag. it drops at about 250mph, when you're hammered drunk with your ears ringing and your voice on it's way out of town. a moment that speaks to a feeling much more metaphorical than what most nascar fans would have you believe. which as a by product is the best part, cuz they ain't just excited to see a piece of cloth waving around on a stick. "that's a mother-fucking flag!"

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