  There are lots of things I'm looking forward to: A new job. A new vehicle. The day I can be Republican again. Me being 65 sitting on a porch somewhere yelling at kids to stay out of my yard while I'm not wearing a shirt and I'm drinking a Lone Star beer at 7 AM. There are some things I'm not looking forward to: Being laid off. My phone bill. My next trip to the dentist.
The next time Brad starts telling me about the size of one of his poop logs. Phil touching me. And Thursday morning after drinking with Scotty. And then there are some things that I don't really care about at all. Like the wierd growth on my back. And the guy that lives in my closet that's been eating all my old lunch meat. 
