imnotferris

As I sit here, drinking whiskey, eating Welch's fruit snacks, and watching the cinematic masterpiece that is The Meg, I can't help but feel a sudden sense of deep loss. I miss video stores. I still remember my first video store, First Row Video, locally owned and operated in my tiny home town. They even had their own mascot, a huge albino German Shepard...
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I sometimes wonder why I'm in my 30s, and I still rent a house instead of own one. Then I remember the kind of things I spend my money on, and it all becomes clear 😆. Don't get me wrong, all my bills are paid, and all my mom's bills are paid, but beyond that, I'm fairly carefree with my money. For instance, my sister
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Well, it's Saturday night, and I'm drinking alone again, so why not blog? And what better topic than the moment that used to cause me great shame? 😆

I'll start with a little bit of background: I used to be in the U.S. Military, I joined right out of high school (I actually signed the contract during my Junior year, but anyway...). I enlisted to...
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In a past blog, I went on a short rant about some of the pitfalls of dealing with customers when you work in the trades. It's usually the standard stuff, like telling us how to do our job, or asking for free work. Every once in a while, though, a very special kind of terrible customer will rear their ugly head. The kind that are...
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Soooo, after 10 days off of work, being bored, broke, and generally losing my mind, I remember why I wanted to take a vacation in the first place. Work sucks. It's a soul-crushing kick in the groin. Customers are mostly unpleasant petulant children, who like to tell us how to do our job after watching a couple YouTube videos, then proceed to ask us to...
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So I got really high last night, and I mean really high. There was no missing furniture this morning, but I did receive a notification from Amazon, that the eight fucking pounds of pistachios I ordered have shipped. All I remember doing, was laying on my living room floor for hours, listening to episodes of Family Guy and laughing my ass off.

Back in early 2005, I was stationed at Fort Campbell, KY; waiting to get out of the Army for good. My unit was in another state on an extended Field Training Exercise, and I was left behind to start "clearing" the Army (the process of all the paperwork and a few classes needed to exit active duty). Now, what many don't know, is that most...
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