The nerve of you...

So as I sit at the bar I begin to reflect about events that have occurred over the last few days. The amount of work I have been taking on is comparible to that of a crazy person. I bring it on myself really. I make it no secret that I use work as an excuse to escape my real world problems. And this week I have been soaking up the overtime like how a middle aged jersey shore mother of 3 soaks up the Belmar sun. I'm counting down the days until the dollars are raining on me like a South Hackensack stripper. 

I also recently saw the movie "her". Not to bother everyone with another boring movie review, but I can't help but say how great of a film it was. Sadly, the film was a bit too real. To me it was a forshadowing of our societies downward spiral. Those who were burned and are afraid to love can find comfort in falling for an operating system. I mean in all honesty it doesn't sound like that bad of an idea. It's like being in a relationship but as soon as she starts bitching and moaning, you give it the old blackberry battery pull and she goes night night. Can't think of a easier way out of arguments. 

I was forced to cut ties this week as well. I must say it is a rough thing to go through, but it's a necessary part of life. And for those who didn't know I have the worst luck in the world. I am a victim of Murphy's law. If it wasn't for bad luck if have no luck at all. So since I have cut ties all I see are things that remind me of that person. It's safe to say that I feel like Lane Meyer. 

It's a temporary feeling that will disappear once I win a local ski race allowing me to also win the love of the French foreign exchange student. Yeah that'll show everyone. 

As I write this I am enjoying a delicious Guinness, and can't help but overhear the bartender speaking with a patron as try compare their bikini waxing stories. I'm amazed that the class that this place possesses is that of a truck stop bathroom.

As the night progresses the locals all quickly become "Jon Taffers" and all begin drawing improvements for the establishments on bar napkins. I must say NASA really passed up on some real talent. Who knew it was all hidden right in lyndhurst nj. So until they find this diamond in the rough I'm going to enjoy this train wreck of a bar.

I can only pray my kid will be this cool.