yesterday i was all fired up to get mexican for lunch. we left work, went over to where the mexican joint is and…they were closed for the 4th. we were lucky that the chinese buffet didn't share their view of the celebration of our great nation's birfday. they even had a little sign in the window:

"we are open at independents day!"

well thank goodness someone was.

i ended up getting out of work two hours early, last night. it probably has something to do with the fact that as soon as i finish work tonight i'll have two hours of overtime, that's counting my early exit last night.

anyhowways…i left work and went straight down to the pralor show at the newly renovated uncle pleasants. wow. that place used to be a complete shithole and now it's really, really nice inside. we're talking downright swanky. it was a small comfort to know that it was, however, still incredibly hot in there.

after the show it was to the bar to hang out with billy, kevin and danny. i ended up getting drunk and talking about vonnegut and bukowski for a couple of hours. always a good time.

the air conditioner in my room isn't working. my room is on the third floor. do the math. i've been sleeping downstairs on brooksie's couch, while he's in texas.

even though i don't have a chance in hell of winning it, i bought $12 worth of tickets for tonight's $200 million powerball drawing. it's fun to dream. we all know that some toothless redneck somewhere in wisconsin will end up hitting the jackpot and blow all of the money on cigarettes and beer in just under a month and a half.

:::sigh:::

like i said…it's fun to dream.