To go see a candidate in Indiana that I have NO intention of working for, but someone else is paying for the trip. Hopefully by the time I get there I will be coherent.

Goddamnit I wish I was going to the Derby.

WHAT!!! YAYUH!!! OKAY!!!!!!!

I uh, hope you're not flying yourself there.

No, but the the drive to airport was entertaining. I mean, why are you on the road in Mobile at 5:15 on a Saturday morning:

Going to Work
Coming Home from Work
Drunk
High on Crystal Meth
Drunk AND High on Crystal Meth

And, for cops:

Going to Work While Drunk AND High on Crystal Meth

So, interview is over and I am reversing the process. Sitting at the airport bar in evansville, waiting for a plane. The a 54 minute flight on a prop plane to Memphis, and a 2 hour lay over, then a 1:30 plane flight back to Mobile. My goal is to be so drunk that by the time I get back to Mobile, I have to call my neighbor the mongerous senator to come pick me up -- and take me to a bar.

The interview went well. I am a FANTASTIC bullshitter and they seemed to buy it. I hope I did just well enough to impress the, but not well enough to get offered the job, because, again, I really don't fucking want it. Evansville does not seem like a good place to spend the next 18 months, Sorrgy.

Conversation I had with a hotel clerk in Evansville last year:

Me: "Are there any good restaurants around here?"
Clerk: (long, long pause) "There's a Blimpies sub shop around the corner."

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My sister-in-law works does accounts receivable for them at their headquarters in NYC. She gets free lunch ordered in to the office every day - and no, not just subs.
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We went to a plave called Jo-Jo's aka THE BLANDOLEUM. I had to douse what i got with salt and pepper to get any taste, and I ordered Pot Roast for Got's sake...I thought they could do that well. I think I am gonna eat like 2 dozen oysters tomorrow just to remember what flavor is.

I didnt realise your step-mom was a cook at Jo-Jo's now . They got dat new bar down here now that allegedly is some sort of oyster joint. Now we want some. AND TO FIND THOSE GODAMN DRUGS WE LOST!!!!!

first and only time i went to a blimpies was in omaha, nebraska. they have some thing where every Nth purchase is free. i was that purchase. of course, my business was covering my expenses, so that really didn't help me save for being able to order another hordevours for dinner.

dude, I cannot believe you lost that shit, paint boy

And I told you I know that dude from Big Daddy's right? OK Kid, kinda 1/2 a buster.

You should come to Mob town sometime this summer, mang, we will gurp up a gang of oysters.

I tried to call you, but no answer...hope in aim, and I'll tell you about this gar.