Saturday, April 27, 2013

in the ghetto

in case you didn't know, i kind of live in the ghetto. we've been situated on the rougher side of the tracks (i'm not kidding...the light rail AND freight train tracks run right through our backyard) for over a year now, and have complained about it...well, for over a year. we never intended to stay for as long as we have, but alas here we are and we're certainly trying to make the best of it.

for those of you who are not familiar with the term "ghetto", the online definition reads:

"An impoverished, neglected, or otherwise disadvantaged residential area of a city, usually troubled by a disproportionately large amount of crime." 

if you're like me, and use more of the "visual" part of your brain, here is a definition through colorful photos i took yesterday on a walk around my neighborhood:

in the ghetto, we support anarchy and hate the government (even though the majority of us don't work and live off of government cheques...)


in the ghetto, we forget what day the garbage man comes...


in the ghetto, god is our co-pilot...


in the ghetto, every day is christmas...


in the ghetto, your neighbors think your front lawn is a parking lot (butt crack 3 o'clock!)


and in the ghetto, there are no scenic views from your back porch- but instead a front row seat to the LRT platform!


a part of me is going to miss this place when we eventually move on to bigger and better things...

(not.) 

and now i leave you with the king, singing my life story...

3 comments:

Schizo Style said...

oh no!!! Although humorous, that must totally suck. I hope you get outta there asap!

Andi of My Beautiful Adventures said...

Hope you're able to move on to a better place soon!

Mamasmart said...

i lived in the ghetto. it builds character