Warning: This may actually sound like a normal blog.
Being that I work at a restaurant that has a full bar, when we close, I get the privilege of having a drink or two. Tonight I had a 7 & 7 and a Lynchburg Lemonade and they were fantastic. Maybe it is because I made them myself and felt some pride in them, or maybe it is because I absolutely adore whiskey now. Either way, many questions come to mind: Is this the 2nd step after binge drinking on the path to alcoholism? For that matter, is enjoying whiskey a good thing? Why do I love whiskey so much?
On a more sensible tangent, a former employer of the restaurant got out of jail today. I'm sure you're asking, "Jail? That sounds sketchy Josh..." No, no, this restaurant isn't that bad. He made some bad decisions with some 17 year-old girls and after a drunken night out, found himself trapped in a whirlwind of statutory rape and massive consequences. Bottom line is that he was a great person and many people were simply elated to hear that he was released 25 days early. Whenever anything would go wrong, a reminder was made that yes, "Dane is out of jail" making all worries go away. Gloria was happy and her mom was exuberant. While I had I had only heard stories, I completely understood their excitement and was completely caught up in their happiness. I frequently said to myself "Don't worry, Dane's out of jail!" I suppose I didn't know before jail, or really after jail, but whatever.
Moving to a small town has forced me to find things to hold on to. Dane's jail sentence, backgammon (a phenomenal game), and finding significance in my life has been a strong focus for me. Let me tell you, feeling lost is fantastic feeling. While I am very confident in where I am going, it has been very liberating feeling as disconnected as I have been recently. It is different. It was almost uncomfortable. I work all night. I have little to do but go home and sleep and look forward to the wedding. While my time is somewhat dull, I'm not bored. I'm not sure what to think of this, however it works for me.
I'm excited for the fact that if I can stay happy in Gold Beach, Portland should be fantastic to me. Concerts, movies, events, restaurants, friends, Portland should be a fantastic chapter in my life. Please everyone should come visit if they can and if not, party it up with me while I'm in Boulder from the 28th to October 8th. I'll be at the wedding and at the football game on the 7th. Other than that, I am fair game. I will see you all soon and keep reading on. Possibly next time I'll actually be a little less blogish.
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Who cares about being blogish!? I like this post. so long as it doesn't become diaryish I think you'll be good. As this is the conduit between us and you (since you were a huge jerk and moved away), you shouldn't worry about censoring yourself.
Anyways, let's play some UNO when you get back.
Looks like you express yourself better in writing...
Dude... You're not an alcoholic if you like whiskey. Admitting that you like the king of spirits is just one step along the way to your own school bus with gothic windows. You're the stone-cold sunshine thug man... and those drinks sound deliscious and about 10 dollars here...
keep on truckin. It's fucking sweet that you are in the PacNW now.
above was me... sorry
I just read about your need for a ride from the airport. I might be able to help you with that, since I have yet to find something useful to do with my life and I do nothing, ever, except sit around and watch TV and bake cookies. Let me know if you are still in need of a ride and we'll go from there.
This comment has also led me to realize that I apparently have some sort of account with Blogspot that is news to me. Creepy.....
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