I have a picture of my mom, dad and step mother on my trading desk.
It was taken at one of my Mardi Gras parties in the 1990’s.
All three of them are wearing Mardi Gras beads and have big smiles on their faces. They were all the age that I am right now. They seemed so old and fuddy duddy, but they got in the Second Line, drank a hurricane and cringed when someone flashed her boobs.
I look at that picture everyday and sometimes pray to it when I need a parents hand.
The thing is…. They were in their fifties and here I am… in my fifties.
All three of my parents let life wear them down by that point.
That is what you cannot let happen!
You can’t let life wear you down. You gotta let the bad pieces break off and work with the good.
We all have gone through a Shitshow at one point in our lives. That’s why we have Mardi Gras Parties! It gives us a chance to flash our tits at the world and rebuild.
My parents were my age in the 1990’s and now they are just a picture on my desk at work. I have a lot going on before I become a picture on George Shepley’s computer desk.
Does that mean I have to find George a step mom and get our picture taken with the Hinsdale girl?
I’m flashing my tits for that one!
Everyday you feel like breaking down….remember that you are breaking free.
You are someone’s sunrise… so flash your smile, flash your tits and make Saturday August 6th shine!
It’s gonna be a hot somabitch in Chicagoland…. Just remember Next week we have our last sunset after 8:00pm until next year.
