Out Like a Lamb

Damn, this weather here sucks lately. Today, again, was cool, windy, and rainy, just like Seattle or Nashville or someplace dreary like that. Luckily it wasn't as cold as last week when all the out-of-towners who came here seeking warm weather were sorely disappointed.

I'm more than ready for springtime and sunshine. I've been living in the desert for the better part of my adult life and need the heat. I need to get a little bit of a tan working too, because I don't see much sun as it is, and running around on my day off under gray skies doesn't help at all. And I've got this huge pool in my backyard that I've yet to utilize, having moved here in October. Seems like a waste to not be able to kick it back there on my day off, sipping a Mexican beer or a rum drink, catching some rays, reading a sailing magazine, and fueling my escapism for a few hours.

I think the crummy weather has affected my outlook this week, too. I've been in a pissy mood for the past several days, and rain doesn't help. Like Pauly Walnuts, I took a ~figurative~ kick in the nuts this past week that's taken me a few days to recover from. All is well, but I realized that I can like some people too much for my own good even without knowing it. But I'll be fine. Lesson learned. I was going to write a long-winded and eloquent post, but there was no way to say what I wanted to say without sounding like a complete sap or a failed country music songwriter, because it just wasn't that big of a deal, and I didn't want to expend all of that creative energy just to end up sounding like a complete dork.

Besides, I can sound like a complete dork with minimal effort, anyways. Who needs to go to all that trouble?

I'm really looking forward to this weekend--this Friday is the last day of work for about 25 of the dealers at my casino who are transferring to the new Red Rock Station that opens in a couple of weeks, so we're all getting together after work on Friday night for a big farewell party. I'm sure it'll be a memorable event, and now that I've finally completely detoxed from the March Madness festivities, my liver is back in mid-season shape and ready to go again!

Then on Saturday afternoon I have plans to meet up with some of my readers who are coming to town for the weekend, and we're going to have a few drinks and a few more laughs. I'll try and remember to take photographic evidence from both gatherings.

Until then, it's sleepy time--I've got another full day tomorrow!

Mikey