Four Days of Nothing

I'm pretty sure that I've just spent the most boring three days of my entire Vegas existence. I haven't done a damn thing interesting since I left work on Friday. Well, ok, I flopped around in that tournament down at the Sahara the other night, but that ceased being interesting about five seconds after I saw that dude's pocket deuces.

I'm on call today, but if they don't call me by 8:00 am, then I've got the day off. Something about the stupid matrix of weird casino rules that you can't be at work within 16 hours of your next shift or some such nonsense I've never quite figured out. I have to work at 6:00 am on Wednesday, so unless there's a severe poker emergency that manifests itself within the next couple of hours, I'll have today off, also. Granted, I'd rather work, because the only thing that sucks about having all this time off is not having the resources on hand to properly exploit it.

Right now I'm chillin' here at the computer enjoying a pot of coffee and listening to the SportsCenter reruns for about the fifth time. Oh--what's that sound off in the distance? Kind of like a storm gathering just over the horizon? Could it be, yes, I think it is--it's FOOTBALL season knocking on the door. One good thing about keeping ESPN on all day long is that just this week they started up with all the football coverage, both college and pro. I can't wait! And oh by the way, I'm no Bengals fan, but Carson Palmer is my new favorite quarterback. Heh. I cracked up when I heard that rant.

And speaking of football, I was talking to Eddie B yesterday, and it looks like I'm going to make a trek back to Phoenix in September for the Georgia/ASU game at Sun Devil Stadium. The only bummer of the deal is that the game starts at 5:15 local time, instead of the usual 7:30 pm night-time start. But I guess they have to accommodate the TV coverage, so it gets the earlier, hot-as-hell, start. So it looks like if we want to go, we're gonna have to spring the extra cash for the good seats on the shadier west side of the stadium. But I'm looking forward to a weekend in Phoenix with my buddies, regardless.

Since there is nothing else going on today, I guess I'm gonna finally break down and put that bookcase together and move the heaviest shiat out of the garage, finally. But not until after my morning nap...

Mikey