Sandy

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Sandy, that waitress I was seeing lost her desire for me.

Isn't it something that the things that make you feel so alive are the very things that will tear you down?

I ask that question with the knowledge that last week I spent time pushing the buttons on a slot machine like a trained monkey while sipping glasses of Grey Goose.

I had full knowledge of the fact that there were better ways to spend my time, but still, I had fun and that was what I was after - consequences be damned.

Just finished reading the story about Sandra Bullock's husband saying he was sorry for cheating on her.

My poor, poor Sandy!

Back when she wanted to date me and spoke of marriage more than winning an Oscar, I explained that sometimes things just weren't meant to be, and now she's hurting.

Seriously, your wife is out making the film that is going to win her the academy award for best actress, and you can't keep it together long enough not to sleep with a porn star that comes into your shop?

The things that make you feel most alive...

Right under the article about my former love Sandy were the text messages from Cheetah Woods to one of his porn stars. In those texts, Cheetah talks about losing everything he has if he gets caught.

Well, he got caught.

... are the very things that will tear you down.

My wife and I laugh at the fact that Sandra Bullock and I have a thing for each other. Well, actually, it's more my thing for her.

A few years back I had a dream about Sandy after watching one of her movies, and I told my wife about it. Now, she brings home a movie, and when I scoff at it, she says, "Your girlfriend is in it."

Well,maybe it won't be so funny any more now that Sandy is free again. Maybe there's another dream there for the taking!

Nah,the hell with it. There's plenty in my life to make me feel alive.

And when there isn't there's goose and the casino.

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