now picture this bowl
being the size of a beer keg
thats what i'll be taking home in
potato salad. blahhhhgggg

saturday march 22, year 0

HAPPY BIRFDAY ON SUNDAY TO MA'BRO THE ALABAMA SLAMMA!

so its saturday ... supposed to be my saturday off... but i got the call to action yesterday and shit... i'll take the overtime - plus its only me, cheryl and lu so you couldn't ask for a more mellow day. sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeet. plus i'm calling in fake sick next week in protest of my boss f...ing my schedule.

oh well. who cares.

my time here is just about over praise g. but then all i have to look forward to tomorrow is leaving my parents house after the easter dinner.... i'm so not looking forward to it. i'm trying to pre figure out:

* when i can leave

* how much time i need to put in

*and what excuse will get me out soonest. ...

prior planning prevents possible problems.

we're having kielbasa, potato salad, a ham, and i'm sure 20 other things that go down like lead. i said we should just order a pizza. and i will be sent home with a 20lb. drum of potato salad that will hit the wastebasket the moment i get home... if not a public garbage can sometimes i'll stop for gas on the way home and dump my leftovers at the bp. i know i know there are starving people everywhere but even they don't want a belly full of heavy, dry, unseasoned potato salad.

on that note i will get my ass ready to leave here... stop at heinens and go the hell home.

me

for some a hobby
for others a vocation.








monday, march 17, year o
happy vomitin' o' the green - losers.
i loathe this holiday.... its totally post-traumatic stress disorder from bartending it so many years- weird. i detest downtown on this day... i think all those drunken idiots are losers and pray that they go to jail.... its so weird. i still have flashbacks of urinals getting kicked off the wall, vomit all over the bathrooms, vomit on my bar, vomit on the floor, underage jackasses popping attitude when i won't serve them and my favorite the passed out guy who's friends left him hours ago waking up... staggering around the bar and finding a plate of old half eaten like lipstick on the bread sloppy sandwich that someone left on the counter and just diving in and eating it.... gak. oh well i'm at the quiet liberry so thats nice.
- the youth of today who were not drunk at school, i assume are now wasted somewhere preferrably in a jail cell won't happen but allow me my dreams. dumb asses also when you're a teenager planning on going downtown to drink... maybe don't wear your high school sweatshirt - thats just a lil' tip from me to you.
--- other then that... not much... had an inservice today... it was dry... and i found that i CANNOT look at ma'dog suzanne- no can do clap clap. she doesn't even have to make a face, roll her eyes or anything.. i automatically know what she's thinking and its hysterical.. telepathic humor at least it made the meeting fun. some folks on the other hand need a little help.. theres a line from the woody allen movie - crimes and misdemeanors in which alan alda is explaining his theory of humor.. and i very much subscribe to it and it goes like this "if it bends its funny if it breaks its not" don't break the joke. subtle... its a word learn it. also - have your own jokes.. it makes you a funnier person. work on it - take out a couple groucho marx books or something its worth it.
outside of that short-ish week praise g. - though my spring break is f'ed - kudos to my a-hole lazy ass boss who without wine or dinner f--ed me. oh well i might feel a case of diahhhrrreeaah coming on a coupla days next week. oh well big picture WHO CARES.
lets see.... had a nice cook out yesterday with the welk/lopixx - bustin out that grill.... steaks, chicken, baked potatoes, vegetables ... sooo good - i miss summer.
oh well i'm outty lots to do here today.
see ya.
happy pukin'
me