Molting

Good morning folks. I was just re-reading my Aristocrats joke because as I told you all, it was just a rough draft. The first draft just done off the top of my head yesterday morning. Haha it still turned out well. But I noticed one big glaring error. When I said they walked into a talent agency. I said it was the family PLUS a dog. I didn't even bring the dog into the mix which could have made it far more foul, immoral, etc. etc. I need to get a mic first before I can make it into a video. Oh and memorize it. Haha. I won't read it off of a page. I got my fucking Spawn of Possession CD and shirt yesterday in the mail. I never had realized how naked i was until that moment when I put this shirt on. Now I am a banner for the greatest musicians there are. Oh I changed the default videos on the sidebar of my blog. Rusty Cooley is now there. I will probably change it daily now that I actually played around with it. I never had done anything with it before. But it is quite simple. You basically just search and the top four videos for those keywords come up and you save changes.

Jesus it looks cold out. I haven't ventured out there. So I found out yesterday that this next Sunday, my first day off after working thirteen days in a row, there is a staff meeting. Bullshit. Means I will be involved with work for three weeks straight everyday. I am thinking about talking to my Manager about skipping out though. I never glean much useful from the meetings. Me and my Manager are in constant communicado. So I always know what is going on. Plus I am always at the store so my fingers are in all the pies. Being the pulse of the store as it were. Tomorrow is inventory. Look at the joy on my face. Doing this every three months is almost too much. Oh there is this Chilean immigrant who sweeps and washes the floor in the grocery store. He always comes to me too have a ocnversation with me because I am helping him improve his English. He has a really hard time making the "puh" sound. Like I was trying to get him to say "pets" yesterday and he always said it as "bets". I told him people wouldn't understand or would get confused because "bets" is actually a word.

Finally I got him making the "puh" sound but now he was saying it as "pest" instead of "pets". Haha. He got frusterated. He always wears these shirts with Christian phrases on them or Jesus fish. SO I asked him the other day if he wore them just because he came to a Christian country too fit in or if he actually was religious. He isn't religious he said. But they were given to him by his sponsors and told he should wear them. Fucking bullshit. Haha. I told him he should burn them. Don't be pressured into wearing religious wear. They won't kick you out of the country for not loving Jesus. At least I hope not. Haha. Watch me never see him again. He disappeared into the void for ditching his Jesus fish. Shit happens. Anyways I am going to blow this off for the day. Poker and all that shit are distracting me. I hope you all have a lovely day. Cheers!