Just yesterday, we went to the Sweetwater Casino to celebrate my niece's birthday. Not twelve hours after we left, the place was struck by lightning and subsequently burnt to the ground. Read my article about it (including many pictures)
here on Gather.
Today has just been a strange day - waking up and finding out about that was pretty surreal. This is a restaurant I've gone to all my life, that we've gone to on so many special occasions. Really strange to find out that it's gone so suddenly. I'm glad we got to go one last time. I hope they rebuild! A lady from the Atlantic City Press contacted me about the article and talked to my brother about the history of the area and talked to me about us going there yesterday and so on. So we might be in the Press tomorrow- that'd be cool. This is the second Gather article of mine that attracted some media attention - the first being
this piece I did about someone arrested for terrorism in our hometown.
Then there was the eleven foot float on top of my car. No lie, it was really eleven feet long. Steve and his friend needed help transporting it to the beach - that thing was huge, and nearly flew off of my car.
I've given up hope that Aus will ever get another job. We will be trapped in this cycle of poverty and having nothing less than nothing forever, until we eventually die. If I happen to be wrong, then good, we'll be pleasantly surprised. But at least I won't be disappointed anymore when there's another thing we can't afford, and another job applied for that never calls. Of course. That's the way it is - never any money for anything, never any call backs. No hope left.