Bloglanta

First of all - Congrats Robert, apparently your post was the 100th post. So… w00t!

Now. While driving on Highland the other day, I spotted this on the car in front of me. I knew there was a reason I always carry my camera with me! Fulton County on there is what makes it so beautifully ironic.

But seriously folks… I don’t understand this kind of stuff. Why, if you live in Atlanta, would you go to the trouble of getting an “I Hate Atlanta” license plate? I’m not trying to be one of those “either you’re with us or you’re against us”/”if you don’t like it you can get out!” people but… I mean, why expend such effort to proclaim your hateration to all around you? Do you just like to bitch? -I mean, hey, I like to bitch, I’m not going to lie. But I also like to at least attempt to be part of the solution. You see what I’m sayin’ here?

Commence flaming me…

What is this, Rag on MARTA Day?

Yes, yes it is.

Maybe if MARTA were a feasible option for more people, I wouldn’t have left work early today feeling like crap because of a Code Red smog alert.

I’m not putting the blame totally on MARTA. People also need to have it beaten into their skulls that yes, you can get your fat ass up out of your car and still go where you need to go (understanding caveat #1 [above], of course) - driving isn’t the only way to get places! This mentality has got to change… but I don’t know how to accomplish it when people from Alpharetta are scared that The Black Man will ride public transportation up to their big-ass house in the boonies and steal their children and their family fortune.