Tuesday, March 02, 2004

California Love

Super Tuesday, people, time to go approve generations of debt servitude for your descendants. But neither that fact nor the local drivers have dimmed my astonishingly good mood today, caused by the revelation that the sun continues to exist. Yes, s.a.d. but true, my normal inchoate rage is really just caused by the weather. [Thus, California. Q.E.D.]

Also today, people in a foggier part of the state have a chance to ban GM crops [Press-Democrat, Merc-News, NYT]. Those of you still living in quake-free locales where all the leaves are brown, and the sky is gray, should settle in with a nice bottle of Navarro gewürtz and toast our friends in Mendocino:

Now let me welcome everybody to the wild, wild west 
A state that's untouchable like Elliot Ness
The track hits ya eardrum like a slug to ya chest 
Pack a vest for your Jimmy in the city of sex
We in that sunshine state with a bomb ass hemp beat 
the state where ya never find a dance floor empty
And pimps be on a mission for them greens 
lean mean money-makin-machines servin fiends
I been in the game for ten years makin rap tunes 
ever since honeys was wearin sassoon
Now it's '95 and they clock me and watch me 
Diamonds shinin lookin like I robbed Liberace
It's all good, from Diego to tha Bay 
Your city is tha bomb if your city makin pay
Throw up a finger if ya feel the same way 
Dre puttin it down for 
Californ-i-a

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