No Job, No Home

Hello, it's me again. ...Last time I wrote, I was looking for a job and I have yet to find one. I am going through a little depression of desperation and uncertainty. I know money isn't everything but when you don't have it and don't know when you will get it, it can bring you down a dark road with nowhere to turn to. As I am writing this I have conjured up some new hope and focusing on making money online (again). Reading books at the library, trying to find the correct way on how to make money online. I have tried the easy way from listening to the gurus that try to sell you something that doesn't work and it is very frustrating and in furiating when your hopes are up and it doesn't work. My plan is to learn as much as I can without spending a dime, that I don't have, to make a buck and hopefully a living. I know in order to support my happy in life habits, I need to get a "real" world job in order to sustain until my "cyber" world business takes off.... I just read a book called "Thank you for firing me" that was inspiring and got me out of my depression funk and my 3 day drunk. Thank you Kitty "One More" Martini and Candice "Good" Reed, the authors of the book....Yes I am drinking again. I figured I will drink when I want and quit when I want. You only live once.... I did escape a marchman act from the local cops but my buddy, Murphy, who had money, managed to get 2 marchman acts within 3 days. Better than jail but he did lose his bike and his money. And we both lost our I.D.'s in the maylay. His was expired so the cops took it away, however, mine was still valid. I don't remember but it seems weird how I still have my library card, food stamp card and ATM card which was all with my I.D. card but my I.D. is missing and I don't carry a wallet. I checked the Key West P.D. property office and it wasn't there.......In other homeless news, I was kicked out of K.O.T.S., the local homeless shelter for 2 weeks because Murphy brought in a bottle of Gatorade filled with Vodka and proceeded to throw it in my lap as one of the monitors watched and asked ME what was in the bottle and I replied "I have no idea" as I handed the bottle to the monitor to smell the contents, he exclaimed to ME, "You're outta here" to my disbelief and my rebuttal of, "It isn't mine!" didn't win the case. So I got up pissed and exclaimed, "I'll see you in the grave!!!" and left to find a spot on the street to sleep... O.K....I'm getting sleepy typing and I need to find a job, so it's time for me to go. Don't be afraid to email me at poeticdrummer@gmail.com if you know of a job in the Key West area or hell, anywhere for that matter if you're willing to put up a unemployed broke bum, I promise I won't drink on the job, I only drink when I'm off work, bored, depressed, happy or sad but NEVER on the job unless of course, the job requires me to drink then I would certainly oblige. I have been sober for 3 days. I've also been a road manager for a band, a drummer in 4 bands, the Statue of Liberty and a partridge in a pear tree.... and last but not least, I was born on HALLOWEEN!!!!




Have fun and don't work too hard,

Your unemployed pathetic, I mean, poetic drummer