When I grow up, I wanna be Clint Eastwood

       I tend to think of myself at times as a sarcastic, tell-it-like-it-is motha fucka who wants to rule the world. But, in the end, I end up where I feel like I started each and every time… working my 9 to 5, saving my pennies, and currently trying my best to enjoy my vacation days (Not exactly conquering anything here). So I, (as I always do) have decided to day dream. I have decided to let my mind wander (shit, I can’t stop it anyway) and my conclusion is that I want to live out the rest of my life as some kind of Clint Eastwood character. Why, you ask, simple, because it fuckin sounds great don’t it ?
    Now, my first choice would be to live my life as Dudley Moore in the movie ‘Arthur’, but I don’t currently have 750 million dollars in my bank account, so it may not be realistic. 
    Another good choice would be Rocky Balboa….But the problem is that I think too god damn much and can’t throw a punch to save my life (literally), so that’s out of the question.  So I am settling on Clint Eastwood. And I don’t want to wait until I am a senior citizen either. I want to be him right now. I want to walk up to people I don’t really care for and say things like, “I think you're an overeducated 27-year-old virgin who likes to hold the hands of superstitious old ladies and promise them everlasting life“.  And the next time some group of clowns start talking some nonsense as I walk with my lovely lady, I would like to look at them and say, "Ever notice how you come across somebody once in a while you shouldn't have fucked with? That's me."  I've decided that my life might be better this way.  I don't know why, exactly, but it will be this evenings fascination of mine regardless. 
    Of course, tomorrow is another day.  I will get up, give my woman a hug, eat my 'children's' cereal that I buy every week, and go to a gym filled with guy's wearing too much hair care products and tight shirts and run on the elliptical machine. Afterwards, I will eat more food, watch reality TV, and check on my fantasy baseball team....(why don't I just buy a toyota prius, drink something green, and have brunch with somebody at Starbux)
    Oh, shit, I got way off track here.  I'm supposed to be focused on my new life expectation.  Sorry about that.......................So, anyway, it's time once again to 'live a little'.  Time to get out there, experience something new, don't take any crap from anyone, work my ass off doing something that will make a shit load of money, and then..............................be Dudley Moore in the movie 'Arthur'.  WONDERFUL

 

 

 

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