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It’s 2012..
That’s crazy to me. I cannot believe it, to be honest. I have no clue where the years have been going.
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But Gage got to meet him. A tremendous building block to the Red Wings dynasty. Gage is in a hockey development course in Wyandotte. He has no idea what this guy he’s helped build to make Detroit Hockeytown.
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I met one of my childhood heroes today. I had three Chris Osgood trading cards. I was going to have him choose which one he signed. Then the bitch who was directing traffic made me pick one. I get to the table, shake his hand have him sign the card above. He asked to see the others and was ready to sign them, then the fat basically swept them away. I didn’t get a picture with him either.
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This band changed my life in 2001. I’m glad I got to see them one more time.
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I know times are tough…
… and jobs are few and far between, but I am sick of having to tip some guy hanging out in the bathroom of a bar/venue/club handing you ONE paper towel while hocking gum, condoms, shitty anecdotes and other random bullshit you don’t need. Especially going to a fucking Thursday show. Not one kid there would probably have even had sex after the show, much less give a shit what their breath smelled like.
Where’s the FREE paper towels at?
Here’s an exchange from me and the towel jockey. It’s literally the same exchange as the person before me, except at the end when I trolled him.
Me: “It sounds good in here (the bathroom), you’ve got the best seat in the whole house.”
Towel Jockey: “Yeah, it sounds awesome in here. The best part is, I still have my hearing”. He says this while handing me a paper towel and reaching for a tip.
Me: With hands in pocket, I reach out and ask “what?” as if my hearing is bad.
I then walk out of the bathroom and finish enjoying Maylene & The Sons Of Disaster’s set.
Total cost for the show:
Ticket $25.50
Gas to the venue $10.00
Parking $10.00
Two beers $10.00
Paper Towels $0.00
I WIN.
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Day 18: Post one confession/ secret.
I see what you did there.I must confess that my loneliness is killing me now.
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I think at the end of the day I will side with the 0%….
I live paycheck to paycheck. It’s 100% my fault. I have poor money management skills and judgement.
I didn’t finish college, I dropped out to play music. Music failed, so I work two low-paying jobs. Not careers, but jobs. I work anywhere from 45-60 hours a week.
It’s not the bank’s fault I wanted to live a life of “luxury”… you know, HD Cable pumped through my flat screen in my living room. A 2 year old Ford Focus that will probably be dead by the time I am paying it off. Eating Mongolian BBQ or Olive Garden once in a while. Yeah, some good old lower-middle classed luxury.
Not their fault I have an expensive hobby of playing music and buying some of the top notch gear money can buy.
IT’S ALL MY FAULT.
I have a pretty good feeling that I am not the only one out there in this mess because I put myself there. But why am I the only one admitting it?
0% blame on the Government. 0% blame on Wall Street. 0% bullshit.
I fucked up.
I learned in life that I am the only one who is going to bail myself out of trouble. Maybe some of these 99% will figure that out too.
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Dallas Green looks retarded in almost every single picture. Someone tell him to close his mouth.
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