A little about me

I am a middle aged, white, hetro , male living in midtown KC. So my very first blog line tags me as a walking contradiction. Most white guys my age who live in midtown are gay( not that there is anything wrong with that). I live in a ground floor apartment beneath a roving band of Art Institute students. Some of them, (the girls) are very sweet and polite, wonderful neighbors who make me feel old when I see them in the driveway washing their car. Nothing like a young nubile college chick to make a 40 sumpin man feel like both a geezer and a perv. God bless those girls. Their male counterparts on the other hand are like greasy headed Hells Angels with paint brushes. They are loud, obnoxious and stomp overhead like they have bricks tied to their feet. They come with the standard sullen , disheveled, contrived artsy dude look. I dislike them immensely. I’m unsure of why, perhaps it is the noise, maybe the look, or most likely that they may be banging the aforementioned female roomies. Probably the latter. Jealousy is a mudder fucker.
I live with my Yorkie Max and My Maltese Maggie. This no doubt has led to some of the other middle aged men in my neighborhood ( gay guys) mistaking me for one of them. They see the guy with the shaved head walking the two lap dogs and mistake me for some butch urban guy who is playing for their team. On a few occasions I’m sure they have given me some secret special acknowledgement nod as we pass on the sidewalk, mistakenly thinking I’m with The Team.
I am currently unemployed, laid off, and probably never to be called back to that particular job. I am desperately seeking employment and failing miserably. Seems that my age is catching up to me as well as my past and the offers are not rolling in. This tends to depress me somewhat which in turn leads to yours truly smoking way too much weed and feeling sorry for myself. I will find something sooner than later because I have no choice, but the search can be disheartening. If you were paying attention I alluded to my past as one of the reasons I’m having trouble finding work. I will save that revelation for another post. Suffice to say it is somewhat dark, scandalous and sad. Stay tuned.