Madly, Absolutely, Crazy Good 


You may ask again. Why is this man smiling? 

How did life go from suck to good? It did, though. I like good. Better than suck.

Good things:
I'm going to get something published! After agonizing and misery, Here Magazine, run by writer, taper and Mekon fan Neil deMause thought my story on Dale Watson's Sunday gigs at Chicken Shit Bingo at Ginny's Little Longhorn was good enough to publish. Coming Monday! (Neil even said "What are you, some kind of writer?" - Man, that shot a couple cans of helium into my ballooning ego.)

I'm smaller! Went to Target at lunch to buy pants. Hoping I was at least a size smaller. I WAS! I've dropped about 30 lbs since I went on the Atkins. GRAVITY, I DEFY YOU! Nicotine, you are NEXT! NOTHING CAN STOP ME! NOTHING!!

There's the big thing that makes me grin like some lumbering silverback gorilla all hopped up on goofballs.

What does this? Could it be? Mmmm...... yeah. It is. Damn. Jackpot.
Absolutely.
Jack.
Pot.
Hold on, a sec. What do I mean when I say "jackpot "? Do I mean some fleeting desperate "big pay off" to blow on luxury hot tub suites? Or an Escalade with the gold package?
No. You know me better than that.
Jackpot is something that I saw a while ago I thought would be pretty good. Jackpot was all that I thought was cool in the world.
Then I won the jackpot, and jackpot was better than even all that.
Jackpot is the cure for my funk. Jackpot keeps me from being productive at work, always in my head. Jackpot makes me smile. Jackpot is in my head, and is here now. Jackpot keeps me from thinking about yesterday or tomorrow. Jackpot is good now. And now is the best part. Now is when it doesn't suck. Now is when it is good. Now is happy. Because of jackpot.


(and apparently Jackpot is every cheesy pop song cliche, but dammit - that's the way I FEEL NOW!!!)
 

Posted: Thu - December 11, 2003 at 09:13 PM           |

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