Long, Dark, and Full of Candy

Yeah, that wasn't his car. Can you tell I am getting anxious. I can't sit still and wait so I am typing away till this guy gets here.

When I thought I heard the car I opened the door and a limo went by. (Maybe Scarlett is looking for me.) The other thing I noticed... there are a lot of kids in this neighborhood. I am totally a jerk. I am assuming my place is the one with no lights on that kids have to pass by in order to get to my cool neighbors that decorate their front yard, play creepy music, and actually hand out full size candy bars instead of the mini versions.

That's it... next year I am getting some decorations and leaving that bowl of candy. No, I am not staying home. I need to see the ladies in those costumes and I don't feel bad enough to miss out on that. I just heard another car and... nope not him. You know the more I think about it, the more I don't like this guy. He better show up before I completely decide I hate him. It won't take that long I can tell ya for sure. The limo just parked. Oh man, it's my friend. He rented a limo. BYE!

Late, As Always

Alright... he is late. Patience is not one of my best traits. I absolutely HATE to wait for people especially when I am about to go out or have an amazing night. This guy is always late, I should have known. I should of gone to pick him up. Never mind, I would not want to be the designated driver on Halloween. That would destroy it. Wait... we should of hired a driver. I bet you Bill Gates has a driver. Man, I need to start thinking more like Gates.

I realized when I opened my door to look outside that I have never purchased Halloween candy for the trick-or-treaters. Is that normal? Do most guys my age purchase candy and stay home passing it out? I have never been that guy. Maybe that's something you do when you are married, about to have kids, or of course have kids.

I honestly can't believe I have never invested in a bag of candy. Am I a jerk? Well, maybe next year I can leave a bowl out or something. Yeah, I will leave a bowl out. Just heard a car pull up. Time to party.

Little Gray in the Hair

Well, before I even start, HAPPY HALLOWEEN everyone! If I had to choose one of my favorite holidays of the year it would be Halloween. Contrary to what you may think it is not just because of how the ladies dress up. I mean I do love that, but that is not the only reason why. :)

Every year I try to top my last costume. It was Captain Morgan last year and champagne rep the year before . This year I dressed like the Most Interesting Man in the World. (Are you catching the theme of my characters here?!) Halloween is the most amazing day of the year. Every seems to really live it up on Halloween no matter what their age. It is almost the perfect holiday. Yet, I can't go to Bill Gates house and scream trick-or-treat for a monetary handout. I guess you can't ask for everything.

Let's see here... it is about 5pm and my buddy will be showing up to pick me up shortly. I guess it is time to throw a little gray in my hair and get the suit on. A good night to you everyone. May your Halloween be filled with many tricks and even more treats.

Browns Shock

Alright, let's be honest. I know that Gates is not giving me a handout. I know that I finally scored a job and it at least pays the bills. I know that I might not be lucky enough to find a girlfriend, never mind one that looks like Scarlett. You want to know what I don't know? (Yes, I realize there are many things) I would have never guessed that the Browns were going to win this week.

Football fans (other than Browns fans) please chime in here. Who would have seen this coming? I would have never thought, never mind considered, that this would be a possibility. Let's put it this way... in all 14 games this week if I have to pick one 100% win I would have opted for the Saints over the Browns. I can't imagine that I was alone in this.

Shocked. I am nothing, but shocked. I have spent the last several months coming to several realizations and working on improving my life. I have faced hard times and I have been forced to switch directions in my personal and social life. All these changes did not shock me as much as this win. Looking forward to next Sunday.

Scratch It Harder

After my shift (and three Billies) I started to leave the bar and head home. I made a pit stop at my local liquor store to replenish my dwindling beer stock at home and honestly, could not believe what I was seeing.

There was this older gentleman that looked to be in his 70s. He had brown polyester pants that crept up above his waist line and a light mustard colored shirt that was neatly tucked inside the pants. His hair was all salt (probably no pepper for years) and it was neatly combed over his scalp from the right to the left. He made his way up to the counter before I managed to make my way up there. He purchased six $1 lottery tickets and went over to the other side of the counter to begin scratching. And, when I say scratching I mean a wild fast approach to scratch tickets. He had a nickel out and the first one was scratched before I could even realize what he was doing. By the time I had paid for my beer, all six were scratched and he was standing behind me to redeem what he had won only to use his winnings to purchase more tickets.

Now, this guy was definitely not looking for a hand out from Gates. This guy was going to gamble, collect his winnings, and reinvest. I wanted to stay and continue to watch the process. How long would his luck last? The cold beer in my hand seemed to sound more entertaining though and I drove back home.

Miss Me

Guess where I have been. Go ahead and guess. I have been far away from my computer because I have been working. Are you in shock? I still am. About 8 days ago I landed a job that involves one of my most favorite things. Alcohol and burgers. Yep, that's right, I am a bartender at our local burger joint.

One might think that I would be over qualified for this position, but in all actuality I am not. Apparently, if you have never been a bartender you end up with a variety of day shifts and you are forced to work your way up to nights. Odd right?! (Yes, it is in case you were too afraid to answer). So no, I am not making Bill Gates' salary, but it is definitely better than not making any money at all.

My favorite drink to make is one that I came up with by myself. It's called the Billie. (Guess why?) And, wait for it... it's a beer with a shot of whiskey. Only a matter of time before I am on those night shifts. Honestly, I would much rather keep the day shifts. Keep my nights for myself and some "Billies."