SO FAR MY DAY SUCKS.

I got pulled over on the way to work because my passenger-side headlight was out WHEN IT WORKED PERFECTLY WELL AS I PULLED OUT OF MY DRIVEWAY A QUARTER-MILE BEFORE!!!

I was totally freaked out, but Officer Stadnick was very nice and just told me to take care of it ASAP after he ran my license and all that. I have never been so glad that my record IS FLAWLESS as I was then.

I don't hate cops like a lot of people do . . . I grew up with cops, half the guys I went to high school with are cops, and I've dated a few of them in my time. They're people just like the rest of us, trying to do a dangerous and often thankless job for the sake of people who are often hostile.

My dad likes to flag down random officers and block traffic while he thanks them profusely for being out there protecting the residents. I think that's overkill, but whenever I see police in the train station or on the street, I do always try to be polite and smile and nod if I catch their eyes. Most people just put their heads down and avert their eyes, but I think that's rude in the extreme.

Also, cop dogs love me, and sometimes I get to pet them. *grin*

But still . . . getting pulled over at six am is NOT FUN.

Let's talk about something more enjoyable, shall we?

SPN 4.14, Sex and Violence

OMG THEY DID NOT GO THERE!!!

( OH YES THEY DID )

In a slightly related matter, I just found out that this Creation Con that everyone's always talking about is being held in Cherry Hill, NJ. THAT IS ALMOST LITERALLY MY BACKYARD. If I still lived in Voorhees, it TOTALLY WOULD BE.

I'm not one for cons, but the fact that it's so close by makes me feel like I should go on principle.

Opinions, anyone? People more experienced with cons than I? What are the reasons to attend?

I'm not really interested in meeting any of the actors: for one thing, Jensen's not going to be there, and for another? If he were going to be there, I wouldn't trust myself to NOT do something INCREDIBLY EMBARRASSING AND STUPID.

The cheapest ticket is twenty-five bucks, which seems a little steep, given that I don't know why I'd be going.

So, fill me in, folks!

CREEPY.

All my life, I've sung along to this song, and I'VE ONLY JUST REALIZED that THE GAMBLER DIES IN IT.

Yeah. That line about "the gambler, he broke even"? TOTALLY an euphemism.

Sort of depressing, now that I've realized.


The Gambler

Kenny Rogers

On a warm summer's evenin' on a train bound for nowhere,
I met up with the gambler; we were both too tired to sleep.
So we took turns a-starin' out the window at the darkness
'til boredom overtook us, and he began to speak.

He said, "Son, I've made a life out of readin' people's faces,
And knowin' what their cards were by the way they held their eyes.
So if you don't mind my sayin', I can see you're out of aces.
For a taste of your whiskey I'll give you some advice."

So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow.
Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light.
And the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression.
Said, "If you're gonna play the game, boy, ya gotta learn to play it right.

"You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em,
Know when to walk away and know when to run.
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealing's done.

"Now ev'ry gambler knows that the secret to survivin'
Is knowin' what to throw away and knowin' what to keep.
'cause ev'ry hand's a winner and ev'ry hand's a loser,
And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep."

So when he'd finished speakin', he turned back towards the window,
crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep.
And somewhere in the darkness, the gambler, he broke even.
But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep.

You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em,
Know when to walk away and know when to run.
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealing's done.

You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em,
Know when to walk away and know when to run.
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealing's done.