Ain't life just a bowl of cherries? Or more like a bowel that had too many cherries?
Living in the desolate wastelands, as I currently do, there is little to do, not many people to converse with, and a lot of time to one'self.
At least here I don't need to worry about who is trying to get WHAT over on me. Here, most are what they portray, and are pretty straight shooters. Especially those I was raised with. At least they treat me good and know not to fuck with me too much. Back in the city, you never know who is capable of what and FOR what.
Gonna get a taste of the city again soon. Gotta go help rescue another casino in need. I fuckin' hate casinos, but keep getting dragged back into the biz..... After a dozen years or so it really loses it's luster.....
I just need a major windfall and a little place on teh beach somewhere SOUTH of the border.....
