Monday, October 30, 2006

Tell Me Why I Don't Like Mondays

Good Morning everyone. If you haven't noticed already, I've posted part 2 of my NSF trip report for your reading enjoyment, just scroll on down...

I managed to talk the boss out of the half-hour early out again last night (best deal ever--full tokes, but out at 3:30!) and avoided the exhaustion head-bob long enough to drive home safely. We were dead slow last night after midnight, so cutting out early was no problem. Of course, now that I'm home I'm wide awake thinking about all the stuff I have to do later today.

George and Marlisha are in town, and we got together and had a great time yesterday afternoon. We met for lunch early in the afternoon over at the Elephant Bar in The District at GVR. Food was excellent, drinks were tasty but weak, service very good. We had some excellent calamari and veggie spring rolls for appetizers, and I had something called a Fiery BBQ Platter with ribs, chicken, shrimp, rice, and grilled veggies. It was all very tasty, but I especially liked the tropical bbq sauce. George wouldn't let me buy my lunch, so I have no idea what the tab came to for the three of us. But the prices on the menu seemed very reasonable.

While we were sitting there munching on our lunch and enjoying a great conversation, Sticky called us, so we passed the phone around a bit, and at the same time, one of my best friends from work--Anna Banana--came in with her husband. It was like a convergence of all my favorite people in one place, if only the commotion in the bar would've been Angy getting tossed out...

After lunch, we headed across the street to the casino at GVR, and found a couple of empty lounge chairs in the sportsbook bar. Marlisha went off to play some blackjack, while George and I worked our way through his travel humidor of premium cigars. (Got to smoke an extremely rare Fuente Fuento Opus X--thanks George!). We had a couple of snifters of Grand Marnier, several rounds of Captain & Seven, and a little bit of ice water here and there, courtesy of our smokin' hot Latina waitress, Niki.

Of course I also bet on the Rams today, they were getting 9.5 points on the road against the Chargers. And of course they lost, again. They are 4-3 this year, all three losses coming in games where I bet on them. So I'm never betting on them again, and clearly that means they'll go 13-3 and win the Super Bowl.

It's a good year to be a St. Louis sports fan.

After the games ended, Marlisha rejoined us, and we spent a couple of minutes at the Pai Gow tables. I pulled out the twenty I was going to spend on lunch--money plays!--and was promptly dealt a queen-high pai gow against the dealers two pair.

Money down!

It was getting late in the afternoon, so we split up. I had to get home and get ready for work, and they had an anniversary party to attend for a friend of theirs.

But we're getting together again in a few hours. Steve B from DC is winging his way west as I type this, and the plan is to have breakfast at the Peppermill at 11:00. George and Marlisha are going to join us.

I've got to get a nap in at some point, because this weekend is going to be another long one. In addition to Steve being in town, my 'One phone call when I get arrested', Counselor Courtney from Florida, is coming to town on Thursday looking for a dice lesson or two. Our plan is to go down to the Golden Nugget and relieve them of several thousand dollars of gaming checks from the craps table. Word around the campfire is that there *may* be some drinking and general buffoonery included, also...

Anyhow, that's what I've got going on for the next couple of days, along with some of that work stuff, too.

Right now, though, Sleepy Time!

Mikey

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