Maybe the silver lining to this stuff is that it probably couldn't have happened at a better time. I'm going to a wedding today in Wexford, Pa., with some old buddies from the WVU Drumline. Nothing beats getting drunk, hitting the dance floor and blasting "Living on a (bleeping) prayer" by Bon Jovi. That'll get the spirits up.
Plus, a bunch of my relatives are coming in town this week for my birthday on Monday. I planned on hanging out with them after getting home from work, but I don't have to worry about that anymore, now do I? It'll be nice spending a few relaxing days and bouncing a few job ideas off them.
Finally, it's race weekend in Daytona Beach, Fla. Nothing beats the Firecracker 400, and I've carved a sweet handlebar mustache into my face so I can fit in with my redneck kin at the beach. So this is turning into a nice vacation. But the real fun will begin July 6 when I return to Pittsburgh and start looking for a new gig. Unfortunately, the mustache will have to go for job interviews, or will it?
(Photo by Greggers Tarr)
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