Brain Splatter

I want to shake the clock to make it go faster. I got forty minutes to go then I get to punch out and start my weekend. That thought is kind of upsetting. I am living for my weekends. Everyday I go to work all I am thinking is one more day until I don't have to come in. Is that a good thing? Should going to work be an exercise in wishing the time to go by? I don't think so. I don't want to live like that. Being a wage slave in a cubical is not my idea of the way to live. If you can even call that living.

I had a talk with my cousin Rick last night. We were both in the grill eating dinner. He mentioned that he and his roomate were thinking about moving; probably to Vegas. I think I surprised him a litte by telling him to go for it. I said to him what do you have to lose? You are single, no kids, not that great a job (he's a card dealer), you hate winter and the cold. I told him why not move? What are the downsides? You have to find a place to stay and a job. Well, so? You can find places to stay everywhere. Some might be shitty but so? You live in an apartment here and you will live in one there.

Then I told him what I think was the really the shocker. I said that if I had a car and the cash, but mostly just the car, I wouldn't be here either. I told him that I would be anywhere else but Connecticut. I am just saving up for some wheels. Admittedly its going slow but I can hope. I am tired of Connecticut. My sister is here but really not much else.

When he left I kind of felt that I may have seriously helped push him over the edge into deciding to go. Hell, I even said that if he decided he was going to go that I might go too. What the fuck. I can live in Vegas. It's a growing city. They must have jobs. Maybe I can get work bouncing in a strip club! It would be like Road House! And you know that is the best Patrick Swayze as a martial arts using bouncer who comes to a small town to clean up an out of control bar and runs afoul of the corrupt boss of the town movie ever made. Hands down.

Whoa!

Hey, not that low down! At least not yet. Let me get a drink into me and then we can talk. Laterzzz...