2 more of mine knocked out.
My wife used to sing
You're No Good to me all the time. She didn't fully trust me for a long time, with how we met, people warning her, and the way I acted. One day about 5 years ago while sleeping on the sofa, I woke up to the house phone ringing. I saw that the caller id was that of one of my cell phones, and I almost died right there. Of course, it was my wife calling from one of my phones. She had come home from work early, only to find me sleeping next to 2 iPhones. She didn't even know I had 1, and so she grabbed them, left, and looked through them. I had to go meet her in a public place and hand over the house key in order to get my phones back. She might not look like it, but she doesn't mess around. In an instant, I had lost everything with no chance to give an explanation. She got a 30 day restraining order against me, just to keep me away. I stayed up on the other side of Boston, anxiously awaiting the hearing date with the judge. I went to my old bar, played You're No Good on the jukebox, and completely broke down. I then realized that even though I hadn't been mistreating her, I had neglected and deceived her. Prior to this moment, my thoughts were focused on the problems I was having. The judge decided that I wasn't a danger to her and said I could go home. He said it was one of the most bizarre cases he had ever heard. It took a while, but we talked and went to marriage counseling, and she decided to give us another try. Since then, I have been an excellent husband, and she now trusts me completely. It's perhaps my favorite song from a female artist, and
Captain Spaulding was the only one to guess it was my nomination.
The Twilight Zone was also my nomination. I've gotten into this a little bit before so I'll try to keep it short. I started with sports gambling when I was 19 years old. I did plenty of winning and losing, but then everything changed in 2006 at the age of 35 when we bought our house. I didn't feel like we could really afford it, or at least afford it and still enjoy life. I hadn't gambled in about a year, but decided to start again hoping for some extra cash. I always bet with bookies and never told my wife. After 6 weeks of football, I was up 14 grand. 3 weeks later when it was gone, I kept going. I estimate that over the next 8 years I paid out about $500,000. But the thing is, how do I pay any money as a blue collar guy, whose paycheck gets directly deposited into my wife's checking account so she can pay the bills? I was in a constant scramble to pay this money without my wife finding out anything. Personal loans, borrowing money from everyone, maxing out every credit card I could get my hand on, and I was still friggin gambling. Credit cards have a cash advance limit, so I would go on craigslist and sell $500 gift cards for $400. I had to set up a secret mailing address, intercept mail, and do all kinds of sneaky things. I had absolutely no control over myself. There were times that what I had to pay in weekly interest alone, was more than my entire paycheck, which I wasn't touching anyway. There's no way I could make that kind of extra money unless I was doing something shady. I would leave home Sunday about 4:00pm, and I wouldn't come back until Saturday morning. After work I had to hustle for extra cash. All I would get during that time was quick naps in my car. After coming home Saturday morning, I'd sleep for a few hours, then leave again for the night. I'd return Sunday morning, sleep a few hours, then start it all over again. I did this for 3 straight years, not even taking a break for holidays. I was sick, and living off of Redbull and coffee. My wife thought I was working at night at the convention centers, and I used to give her about $100 for every night, telling her that was what I was making, but it was all lies. Just being out all night every night brings craziness. I'd be in the hole $80,000 at a time, then I'd lose another $20,000 in a weekend. I was going mad and would cry every day. Nobody knew what I was going through, complete desperation and hopelessness, and on the verge of suicide. My father knew some of the guys, and found out a couple times when I lost big. He told me I either needed to move across the country or rob a bank. I would search the side of the road for a bag of money. I used to hear this song all the time on the radio. "My whole life spins into a frenzy", for obvious reasons. "Where am I to go now that I've gone too far?", because I was going through it alone. All of the other lyrics I relate to as well. I lost all my friends because I had no time for them; I was spending all my time gambling and trying to pay down my debts. I finally stopped gambling for good in 2011 about a month after I joined this forum. Last December, I paid off the last of my debts. Miraculously I came out of everything just fine, keeping my home and my wife. I have been very fortunate, and all my troubles were of my own doing, but for a long time, I was truly in "The Twilight Zone".
(somewhere in a lonely hotel room,
There's a guy starting to realize
That eternal fate has turned its back on him,
It's two a.m...........)
It's two a.m., the fear has gone
I'm sittin' here waitin', the gun still warm
Maybe my connection is tired of takin' chances
Yeah there's a storm on the loose, sirens in my head
I'm wrapped up in silence, all circuits are dead
I cannot decode, my whole life spins into a frenzy
Help I'm steppin' into the twilight zone
The place is a madhouse, feels like being cloned
My beacon's been moved under moon and star
Where am I to go, now that I've gone too far
Help I'm steppin' into the twilight zone
The place is a madhouse, feels like being cloned
My beacon's been moved under moon and star
Where am I to go, now that I've gone too far
Soon you will come to know,
When the bullet hits the bone
Soon you will come to know, when the bullet hits the bone
I'm falling down a spiral, destination unknown
A double-crossed messenger, all alone
I can't get no connection, can't get through, where are you
Well the night weighs heavy on his guilty mind
This far from the borderline
And when the hit man comes
He knows damn well he has been cheated
Help I'm steppin' into the twilight zone
The place is a madhouse, feels like being cloned
My beacon's been moved under moon and star
Where am I to go, now that I've gone too far
Help I'm steppin' into the twilight zone
The place is a madhouse, feels like being cloned
My beacon's been moved under moon and star
Where am I to go, now that I've gone too far
Soon you will come to know, when the bullet hits the bone
Soon you will come to know, when the bullet hits the bone
My eliminated nominations-
Bob Seger-Ramblin Gamblin Man Golden Earring-Twilight Zone Foreigner-Dirty White Boy Linda Ronstadt-You're No Good Styx-Too Much Time on My Hands Guns N' Roses-Ain't it Fun Head East-Never Been Any Reason
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