I'm now angry with people again. You know the kind...The ones that have fear in their hearts thanks to money.
Because of them, my favorite shop in uptown Scottsdale closed down just last week! It was the most beautiful safe haven for all the delicious sodas the world has never known. The website is up but they're no longer taking orders and the excuse left is "the economy shut us down!" I don't understand how this is possible. It used to be the greatest business I ever saw. Incredibly cheap, always full stock, great management that had access to the most questionable of things and it was the one place that ever made me smile with a hint of lust and ecstatic joy. But more than anything, they f'ing loved me to death. Sure some people thought I looked weird since I was dressed like a retired Navy officer in downtown PHX but I was the proud symbol of happiness and transfinite power. I used to drop no less than $40 on cola at this place every week! They helped me take care of my crew's health and happiness when they were sweaty and exhausted from pushing wheelchairs all day. They kept me from losing my mind when I really needed to use it.
To me it was a fountain of joy. A time of peace and plenty. That time, is gone.
It really was the American dream. A 12x15m shop with dirty floors, a wall of coolers and racks upon racks of the most exotic creations you will never see across 4 fairly cramped yet strategically prepared hallways. Today I was interested in stuff from Route 66 and Zen Bottling's domain but they're gone too so I assume they went out of business as well. To me this means no more bottles of Route 66, XTZ or my favorite: Sex!
I can still find cases of Jack Black's or Lolli's Cherry Pop on Amazon but it's just not the same. I'd like to punch this economy square in the throat for stealing away the symbol of my youth. It's bad enough I'm in a weird area full of death, famine, meth, thieves and unemployment but when the places I look to for salvation are suffering in worse shape out of fear and frustration, I
really start to lose hope.
Gawd I hate quitting smoking...
This reminds me, I only smoke tobacco in very rare social situations. As much as I hate the common tobacco, Obama has made it illegal to import any smokes. This is bad for everyone because taxes are insane. Since a pack of Kools here are $12, it seems like a pretty good time to quit if you smoke more than one pack a year. I can't justify such a ridiculous habit like my grandfather used to have but at least he gets buy with chew.