Thursday, January 29, 2009

Various Artists 'Summer Sampler 2000'

I’m scraping the bottom of the barrel with blog topics these days. There’s just not a whole lot going on around me worth writing about. There’s no one irritating me at the moment, I don’t give a damn about fawning over our new President, and I don’t have a new hairdo.

If I’m not working at my part-time gig down in Lexington (more on that later), then I’m hanging out at home to hold on to my money. It’s when I’m out of the house that things happen to me worth writing about… Rode around in the backseat of someone’s car sucking on Jagermeister while we did clockwise laps around the Paper Moon parking lot to find a spot to park… I don’t dare tell you more about the evening. I sparingly gave out a few tips here and there, but I didn’t give up too many greenbacks.

I know that in the grand scheme of things, it’s wrong to keep my dinero clutched in my hands. I know how the economy works. Flowing money is the blood that circulates around the body of this country. When the money blood flow stops percolating, the body isn’t getting all it needs. Things wither and die. And that’s just what we’re seeing now with thousands of layoffs across the country.

That’s also the problem… I’m not working full time and I don’t have any idea when I’ll be contributing to the economy again. I need the full time backing from an employer to commit my fair share of disposable income to the beer/liquor industry, the movie industry, and the music industry. With the money I’ve tossed into the beer/liquor sector, there should be no layoffs at the breweries or Jim Beam Distillery until at least June.

Ready for some sad news?

I haven’t a drop of alcohol in almost two weeks.

Yep. That’s right. No booze has passed through my lips since Monday, January 19th.

I thought I would get some kind of health benefit from it, but I haven’t noticed yet. But I must say that going to the Twin City Cyclones hockey game last Friday night was a lot cheaper than my previous trip. The only thing out of my pocket was the dinner before hand. So there’s that… No booze is easier on my pocketbook.

I like beer. As a matter of fact, I love beer. I love the many types of beer. I love the smells. I love the tastes. If you filtered beer through a cat’s sphincter, I don’t think it would phase me one bit. I’d wash that allergy pill down with the largest Stroh’s I can get my hands around.

I haven’t really missed the alcohol, but I do like holding on to my money just a little bit longer. So I can totally understand why everyone isn’t spending like they used to, but sadly… It affects us all and this ride isn’t going to be over anytime soon.


  1. Anonymous4:57 PM

    Great post! Sadly... that last sentence is right on target. Please keep up the humor, we are gonna need it!
    Oh.... and details about the Paper Moon please?!

  2. Anonymous7:59 PM