Jimmy Fallon's idea made far worse. In fact, he just released a book that I'll promote HERE. Hey, I've been taking his idea on a weekly basis, I might as well promote his product to make up for it.
Dear Real World,
Thank you for crushing my hopes and dreams. Mrs. B. and I had to bail on home buying because of BOTH of our jobs being insecure. Working in the same department (not in the same office, though) has its advantages (carpool, can eat lunch together) and it has its disadvantages (economic set backs affects both of us at the same time.) Obviously, nothing is certain yet, but we can't responsibly buy a home at the moment. Fun fact: losing a house this way feels remarkably like breaking up with someone- very similar heartbreak.
Thank you for playing so well yesterday. Stringing together hits and beating the pants off the Cardinals was one way to make me feel better.
Keep it going,
Dear Jack Daniels,
Thank you for being the other way I was able to feel better yesterday.
Jack sure loves that wheat thresher,
Dear Raley Field,
Thank you for letting my band play at Brewfest tomorrow! It's going to be great! Get your tickets HERE!
Can't wait to rock and drink tiny tasters of beer,
Dear Short Posts,
Thank you for saving me time, but also for making me look lazy. And by "making me look" I mean "proving that I am."
I'll keep this blog train moving, just trying to put the pieces together and get focused. If anyone needs a musician for hire or possibly a getaway driver for a bank job- then let me know. As long as we don't have to wear stupid clown masks like in "The Dark Knight" and I don't get shot like the dude from "Point Break," I could be game.