Hello to anyone who cares.,
I work at an ice cream shop in Houston , Texas. If you have ever been to Houston then you know that it's oppressiveley hot most of the year. It makes for a good place to have an Ice cream store though, that is why there are so many. Today a cold front came violentley rumbling through town. I wasn't too keen on the idea at first but then I realized NOONE is going to want ice cream when it is 40 degrees outside. That means I get a break from the customers.
The store I work in is in one of the wealthiest zip-codes in the country, which means the residents have a much different view of reality than most other folks. It's enough to make me want to BLOW MY FUCKING BRAINS OUT!!!!! How the hell can I relate to a 16 year old kid who drive a 2-story suv and has a guatamalean maid to make his bed for him? He walks around like a douche-bag with a cell-phone perpetually attached to his ear, not a care in the world, and I have to decide whether to pay the phone bill or buy groceries. Okay, maybe I'm a little jealous because I grew up in a trailer and douche-boy lives in a mansion and has never come home to find that there isn't any electricity because his alcaholic parents spent too much on booze and forgot to pay the bill, after getting his ass kicked "for being a nerd".
Okay. Now that I got that out of my system, I just turned 30 and I guess I'm feeling a little beat up by life. (yeah, I know boo hoo hoo waaaah , right?) I've come to the realization that I am about 10 years away from boner pills, and knowing my luck (and bladder)20 years away adult diapers. I thought i wasn't going to live this long. I thought that, A: The apocolypse was gonna wipe us all out about 6 years ago, or B: that I was gonna a rockstar's death in a bathroom from one line too many and kids would be walking around with my face on thier t-shirts 20 years from now. As it is ....I work in an ice cream shop and I get angry every time i pick up my guitar because it all sounds like stuff that was cool 10 years ago.
Anyway that's all for now. Here is an idea for a future BLOG. "a twelve pack of beer , one at a time.
Later,
McNazty.
