I just woke up way too early with a thought... Countryside South oughtta get smart about itself. It's all relatively cheap. It's connected to a couple parks. There's a lot of young people buying their first home. It is a sweetspot location-wise. There are huge mansion thingies all crammed against each other popping up all around us.
I wonder how much self governance (?) the home association has?
I know Elf girl would join. She's the one with the clock and spirit tree. I'm assuming LB and Andi would go for it.
First thing: you gotta attract freaks. We have a good start already. The homing beacon for more freaks is orgasmic vegetables. As soon as there are veggies with bugs, milk from stoned cows, happy free roaming chickens with happy eggs you'll have every stranded freak in this area. Trust me. They are here. They are just inside dying for lack of oxygen. Fish out of water.
Now. You add music on top of vegetables with bugs, milk from stoned cows and happy chickens with happy eggs... you'll be trippin' over dreadlocks... and getting high off the air you breath.
This attracts the scared ones in the big mansion thingies. They actually like the "authenticity" of freaks. They know they can't be, *but* they've learned to eat vegetables with bugs, milk from stoned cows and happy chickens. They bring cash and are happy to fuel the economy to see what fun it brings.
If art springs out of it, not just men spitting Budweiser into the air, you are on to a few of the mansion thingy people busting out to try on a Bohemian life. Bookstores pop up. Food gets better. Musicians start playing. Residential becomes mixed with tiny businesses. People learn and get active about keeping things up. Bikes replace cars.
And MORE freaks come. Ivy grows. Trees hang over streets. The land might even get hilly. If nothing else, in twenty-five years, we can all have a Mars party with music and art that we made.
5 comments:
Good Story Keith...I love how you just "write" whatever is on your mind. Nice Job!
Do you mean organic vegetables? Just checking. :-0
Sounds like Austin...I love milk from stoned cows. I think my neighbor to the right and Dr. Huber will be happy to join us.
And no more passwords or personal ID's or logins, verifications, or sign outs!
Either that or chocolate cows. :)
I am very glad somebody actually reads this. For the longest time, I wrote in a vacuum.
It's good therapy.
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