The Winds of Change are a Blowin'

To quote the late Owen Hart, Enough is enough and it's time for a change.
While leaving an open statement like that could be hazardous to my reputation I'll actually continue along my train of thought and divulge a bit of my future to you all.

Change:  Not my underwear - though those do change once or twice per day depending on the circumstances.
Change: Not my hair as I just got rid of the whole bloody mess of it and am left with a good view of my male pattern baldness and in all honesty - the less hair I have the more my face accentuates my large honking nose.

The side view isn't much better though it hides some of the bulbous-ness.

Anyways, the real change.  Work.

Everyone gets to a point where they need a change, be it different position or different hours or different company.
Me? Well, I'm looking to just add on by picking up a second, part time, job for the time being.
Today I got my Store Manager to sign off on a temporary change of availability for two months so that I can take a craps training class.
I've also contacted the owner/manager of the company that will be taking my hard earned money and teaching me to become a well oiled tourist-money-taking-die-reading-you-better-hit-the-back-wall-with-both-fucking-dice-bitch-one-hand-on-the-dice-idiot-and-keep-them-visible-at-all-times-you-douche craps dealing machine.  Not this coming Monday, but next Monday I'll be heading down there with all of the ones I was saving up for a trip to the Strip Club and hand them over and then the following money I will become a student again.

While currently I only intend this job to be part time for extra, supplemental, income I am really looking forward to doing something different.  To do something that puts a little tingle at the bottom of my balls instead of the same routine that I have been doing (in one form or another) for the past decade.
Eventually, if I can get into a casino where the tips are good consistently, I'd like to have my jobs swap rolls and take up Craps full time while working retail part time.  My goal is to work retail enough to keep my health insurance (though I think that part time insurance is crappier (HA, PUN) than full time I do still need insurance because of my asthma and prescriptions).

So, the winds of change are blowing and the scorpions are no where in sight.  As with every change there is trepidation but that will go away over time.  First step is first and that is to get into school and start learning the basics and practicing it daily.  Get everything down pat so that any interview that I go on will easily be aced and they will overlook my physical deformities (pictured above).
I'm pretty excited.  If everything goes according to plan I'll be in a casino and feeling comfortable just as the WSOP is hitting town and forcing the rooms to be busier, increasing my average daily take home and giving me money to have fun this summer.
More money will actually enable me to be able to hang out with all the visiting people.  Jennifer, Josie, koala, Tatitude, Rob, Lightning, Bon Jovie, Marilyn Manson, Babe Ruth and whoever else shows up.
Oh, it's going to be a stinking good time.