Pocket full of Razorbacks

July 29, 1993

Oh, Lord! There's so little to report, but I'll try to make it sound interesting anyway. Hold on....OK. I'm recording some stuff off CD onto tapes, and for a very good reason. Finally... finally, I'm getting to see Laura instead of just talking to her. I'm goin' to Nashville on the 11th of August! Yippee! So, I'm making these tapes to make the drive a little less boring.

On the 8th of this month, I'm goin' to the Spin Doctors gig at the Riverfront with Soul Asylum and Screaming Trees. Tickets were two for $18. What a deal! Anyway, then on the 10th, I'm goin' to see Duran Duran with C-Line (from Disney). What a blast. She just broke up with Marshall, her boyfriend, and she's depressed. This will cheer her up. The next day, I cruise up to Nashville and then from there we are going to Panama City Beach for a couple-a days. Heather from Michigan (and Disney) is coming down too. Whee! So, I have an adventurous end of summer planned. Then, Psycho is coming down in September on his leave. We may go to New Orleans. We really haven't decided yet. Man, it was a bitch getting his sorry ass phone number in Castle AFB. I had to go through his stepmom. It wasn't pleasant.

Anyway, still I am waiting for The Disney Store's earnest reply about possible career affixation. Meanwhile, I merely exist as I wait tables and cast member. Things will change. I decided that if I had a million dollars, I wouldn't work altogether. I would move to Orlando and do some pissy minimum wage job just to be down there. Maybe that's how you have to look at things in life. It is short.. I guess. I'm only 22, and what have I done. Lot's of shit, that's what! I got out of school... I got an apartment! Damn! I can even pay the bills. I'm all paid up except for the phone thing! Now I have $150 on the side. Lady and I are going to Memphis or Branson on Saturday. Something interesting I hope! I want to see something I've never seen before. I'm tired of the mundane. I need something to feed my extrovert-self. I want to be Batman. In the comics, Bruce Wayne is paralyzed, and now John Paul Valley (Azreal) is the substitute Batman. Batman #500 comes out next month. It should be weird.

So, it's always 100 degrees here in lovely Little Rock. Heat indexes climb to 110. It's sad. And I have to kiss ass to freaks all day at El Chico. I just can't put myself in the shoes of the customer. They come in wanting fast service. Fast food. Well, my amigo, Taco Bell's that way! I'm about to give up on trying to have a conversation with the people. They're (as I said before) ... freaks!

Lady's sister moved in to the apartments next door. Vintage Point, I believe. Her friend Angela is pretty nice. Oh well. My other Disney friend Angela has gone off to Montreal to see her boyfriend and then off to Disney for her fellowship thing. I don't hear from many other people. Opie Jeffries is in Stillwater.. still. Eskimo Joes had a birthday bash, but it's too far for me to drive there. Drewcifer is still in law school. Currently, he is cooking pizza's at Little Caesar's in Ft. Smith.

My spelling is atrocious. Where do I get off. Some journalism major I am! Well, I gots to go to bed now. Laterness.

vorsprung durch technik

July 15, 1993

Well, hot damn. Another month flew by without me writing. So, the events at hand are as follows: I will be an assistant manager at the Disney Store in Memphis, but the question is when? I talked with my manager, Janet, and the district manager, Sandy. Sandy told me March, but Janet said something about October. It's all so confusing. My brother came into town this week. He's staying with a friend for a few weeks, and then they are going to New Orleans. I'm goin' to Nashville for a few days in August to see my good friend Laura. We might go to Panama Beach or sumpthin'. Lady is at an interview for Systematics right now. Meanwhile, I'm on hold with the good people at Apple. My printer was fuckin' up and all I did was install the driver again and now it works fine. How odd, eh?! Well, I poured juice on my keyboard awhile back and it got all sticky. I rinsed it out with water and I think it's OK. I'm tired of El Chico, man! It sucks. My rent is about to go up so I think I'm gonna have to opt for the 6 month lease. Well, life is pretty redundant so I will write as things progress. I got the U2 Zooropa CD. I like it OK, except for that damn Johnny Cash song. Laterness!

There's one... set for stun

June 16, 1993

Man, another uneventful day. I worked this morning and ran some errands and wound up watching Star Wars over at Lady's. Someone took the liberty of saying "Fuck you... fuck you" on my answering machine in a disguised voice. I laid out at the pool all day. I think I got some good sun. Well, what the hell. I'm goin' to bed!

June 15, 1993

Oh, Lord! Can it get any worse! Some asswipe backed into my parked car at El Chico! Christ! One more reason to get the hell out of here. Western Merch. still has not contacted me. Maybe I will call right now! Damn, I cannot find her number! Lord. The adjuster is supposed to come and look at my car tomorrow so I can go get estimates. Whee! What a nuisance. Well, I'm having a couple of beers to calm myself down. I'm listening to an old KRFA tape from my DJ days at UA. It's got Canuck as Santa Claus. It's hilarious! Well, that's it for now. My mom is on her way to Wichita today. I've got to get out of here.

Lord...it got worse! Some asswipe at El Chico decided he was waiting too long on his food and just got up and left! No tip, NADA! What a fucker! Anyway, I made about $41 tonight so it was worth it. I have about $215 saved up. Rent is coming up in 15 days so I'd better hurry and make the cash! I'm listening to Beauty and the Beast while I type. I guess it's kinda soothing. Maybe I'll type some more on my Maple Man saga. Later. Oh, the adjuster is coming Thursday to look at my vehicle. Little town... it's a quiet village!

But not tonight...

June 14, 1993

Man! I miss Disney with an immortal passion! No, not the Disney name like I had previously thought. I'm talkin' Orlando, Florida PROPER! Man! I'm playin' a tape I made from a radio station down there and I'm getting nostalgic. Why the hell shouldn't I move there?! I belong down there! I had THE best time of my life there. The end-all-beat-all best time! I think it's time to make some decisions in my life. I have to quit the Disney Store. It's pissin' me off. I don't like it. I've already had someone cover my shift for me on Wednesday because I hate it so much. Actually, I don't mind El Chico. It's kinda OK. I make more money, plus I like the people more. This Western Merch. chick still hasn't called me back. What's up with that?!

I talked to C-Line tonite. Her and Julie are plannin' on going to Fla. for the 4th of July and by God I'm goin'! It's my calling... the more I think about it! What am I accomplishing here? Jack shit! That's what! I'll never be happy here. Fuck! Maybe C-Line will move down there and we can room together or something. Damn! I just have to get there!....(If your name's not Dan... you're not comin' in!!)

Well, tomorrow is El Chico again. I don't like people that put me down for the way I wait tables. I have to be fake. Man, it's not like me to not have self-confidence. Ok, my goal is to get the hell out of here by September. I'll tell Western Merch. that I can't start until the 10th of July or something so I can go to Orlando. Fuck!!!!!!