"Nobody blowin' up my phone I ain't buzzin' and I ain't stoned But I'm ridin', flyin' higher than the blue sky
If you don't like me, brother, that's okay I ain't gonna let it wreck my day I keep stylin', smilin', handin' out the sunshine..."
-Uncle Kracker, "Good to Be Me"
Another day with perfect weather. The title song came on as I was taking the long way home from the store. The windows came down and the volume went up. Summer. Gotta love it.
I received a FB text from an old friend who lives in New Hampshire asking if I was available next Monday and Tuesday. After some back and forth on FB then a couple of calls it turns out I am going to Foxwoods Casino for a couple of days next week.
He is an air traffic controller now, and is going to try to get me into the facility on Sunday. An 8 hour shift, so I'll bring the Kindle.
But.
It is all contingent on whether or not his gambling buddies can get free. I've been known to play video poker, but I don't do the table stuff. So if they break free, he'll come up here in July.
I'm good either way. Every day is Sunday for me from now until November. Last class and I'm done.
I guess next January I am going to have to start looking for a job. Heh. My uncle's radio station company is looking for a sales person. Imagine me trying to sell ad time for three AM radio stations. "You wanna buy ad time or not?" "No." "Fuck you." Click.
In the grand scheme of things, sales is right down there at the bottom of the list.
Time enough to worry about that later.
Because it is summer!
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