Showing posts with label Atlantic City. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Atlantic City. Show all posts

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Fast Blood

Prompt: Paul Simon was going to Graceland, Toto blessed the rains down in Africa – what place would you write a song about?

My song about Atlantic City, New Jersey? Hardly...

So it's the most recent trip I've taken and therefore the first destination that came to mind. Perhaps hardly worth a song as it's the younger, uglier, mentally deficient brother of Vegas. It is however, a temporary escape from the average and normal for thousands of East Coast, 9 to 5, corporate refugees who just want a taste of a different life.

Plus it's one hell of a road trip...

New Jersey smells like garbage,
that is, until you hit the 322.
because when you're Atlantic City bound
you've only got gambling and boozing to do.

If you hit the tables and bleed clay
you become slightly less stoked
to paraphrase James Murphy:
AC i love you, but you're making me broke.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

The Skin Of My Yellow Country Teeth

After nearly a month of planning it out, the boys and I are hitting Atlantic City this weekend. We plan on getting on the road right after work today and to put it plainly, I couldn't be more 'cised'.

It's not so much of the actual events that will unfold upon getting to AC, but more of the feeling of adventure and road tripping that has me so excited. Given the very nature of these experiences, I love road trips. I actually feel deprived that I haven't been on one in nearly 6 months. At one point in my life 6 weeks was the longest span I could go without feeling the urge to feast on the raw emotional surge that accompanies such treks.

There is a hardly a feeling that compares to that which presents itself when first embarking on a road trip. It is a equal parts concoction of all things magical in life. A fusion of known and unknown which may serve as a reflection and microcosm of life itself. It is the journey itself, regardless of the fruits it may bear at its conceivable endpoint, that holds the most value. While the results may be far below or above expectations, the thrill of reaching the destination and the curiosity of what may lie ahead is what holds the most value in a road trip. That simple truth is not unlike the reality of life in general.

Enjoy the ride.