You will of course recall that Casey's wife locked him out of their
But not our boi.
Casey has desperately continued to wear his wedding ring, "the ring of hope" he has called it (the Haterz™ have termed it "the ring of fail™") thus clearly tagging himself as hopelessly hung up and thus unattractive to anybody else who might come along. He's commented repeatedly about getting "the one" back. He started the stupid Millionaire By Christmas blog, which from its very inception seemed designed around the idea of finally making good and thus winning Galina back, as if she were somehow paying attention to his blogs anymore. He blamed his divorce on outsiders "meddling" as rationalization for having been a jerk and then continued to dream that once the outsiders were gone, he could have another chance.
But lately things have changed. It's not clear what's prompted this, but Casey has been talking about moving on and achieving the desired "closure," about two years late. In fact, it made the top of his Christmas Fantasies List for the month. We have an inkling that there may be some other female lurking in the background and that the "closure" was perhaps a result of Casey realizing that there is more than one
This photo featuring the ring of fail is adeptly photographed on-location at the West Sacramento Ikea store, for reasons we have yet to understand, and is published with some commentary suggesting that a meeting took place with somebody over lunch at the store, leading to final closure:
... closure received. It is FINAL.However, before moving on, Casey does have the opportunity to remind us what an artistic genius he is as well, and how great the future is for him. We find him continually tough to stomach:
The entrance to the store is in the upper right and that is where most cars are parked. The sign is in the lower left adjacent to the lot that is furthest from the entrance, closest to the loading dock and probably used only by employees or maybe people living inconspicuously in their vans.
To get the photo, Casey would have needed to be somewhere in the red circle adjacent to the sign, as shown in this image. Not a place most people would be, and unless you worked in the store probably not even an area you would normally be particularly aware of. Casey of course has had his reasons for seeking out inconspicuous parking lots in the past year, but we seriously doubt he took this photo there because that's where he's been sleeping.
Casey thinks he's being all cool and artistic and stuff for hiding stupid meanings in bad photographs. We still think he's a jerk, though obviously now a jerk who has achieved closure. Someday maybe he'll achieve a 10 year-old's maturity level.
And that's the way things are here at FalseCasey HQ, where we are hung over.