Down and Out in Darby, MT

So, the novelty of living in Darby, MT has finally run its course. Now I am beginning to dread even visiting town. It is a poverty stricken town that is run by a bunch of yahoos. Everytime I go there, I see someone who I figure has got to be the weirdest bastard I have ever seen. Until the next time I go into town and am again completely blown away. Also I am beginning to hate not having TV. At first I didn't miss it at all. Now I find myself wishing for its sweet glow of mind numbing info-tainment. To watch the World Cup games I have to go to the local bar which opens at 8a.m. And yes there are people there that early. Mostly old ladies who cheef through a couple packs of cigarettes a day while drinking cheap swill. A most noxious drink that I have discovered is a local favorite here is a "red beer." It is cheap beer mixed with tomato juice. I tried a sample once to see what the big deal was and realized there was no big deal. It's just plain awful. So I am trying to find ways to occupy my time away from work, though most of the time I just sit on my porch and stare at the deer that run through my yard. I can't really go too far since I am trying to save money. Overall though it is still a fun place to be.