Chillin' At Home

Well, I need to post something...

It's nice to be back home in Vegas, even though I really had a great time in Phoenix. It was so nice to be able to relax and not hear the same shiat I hear every day--no ding-ding-ding of slot machines, nobody bitching about their cards, none of that god-awful XM 25 'music' that they play in the casino every morning.

But I'm back now, paying my dues. Luckily work has been much busier this week than it was before I took my little vacation. I've worked full eight-hour days both today and Tuesday, and the money has been pretty good. It hasn't been slammed, where I'm struggling to get any rest or time off, but it's been nice and steady. I think part of it is scheduling--there haven't been five dealers coming in before 11 am every day like usual, so that helps to keep me around.

Once I got out of work yesterday, I had to go by Wally-world and pick up a few things, most notably a bottle of Drano. Before I left for Phoenix, I noticed that my tub had been draining very slowly. And on the last day before I left, I noticed that it didn't drain at all by the time I got back from work almost five hours after I'd had my morning shower.

So while shopping for Drano, I guess I was kinda thirsty too, because instead of just picking up mixables for my rum (juice, Coke, & Sprite), I found myself in the beer aisle, window shopping for microbrews. I noticed that Sam Adams has released it's seasonal Octoberfest beer, so I grabbed a 12-pack of bottles. Normally, I really don't like Sam Adams beer at all, at least their regular stuff. But last year when I went to Grimaldi's for the first time, they had Sam Adams Octoberfest on tap. And I tried it and thought it was pretty damn good at the time. I haven't had any since then, but now the little mini-fridge next to my bed is chock-full.

Now that I'm back home and life is back to normal, I decided to end my latest poker sabbatical. I was getting really sick of the outrageous bad-beats on Poker Stars, so I hadn't played in over a week. But last night I got into another one of their big tournaments but got knocked out an hour into it when some dufus made his two-outer. I was pretty pissed about that, so I didn't play again until this afternoon when I got home from work. And this time I got knocked out by a guy who caught his four-outer on the river.

Apparently, I'm just not meant to win right now.

Anyhow, that's about all that's going on around here right now. I talked to Lars Vargas today and I think we're gonna head over to Chicago Brewing Company on Friday night for some good beer, great pizza, and maybe some of those tasty garlic donuts. We've also got another steak joint on the agenda that we're gonna hit at some point, too.

That's all for now...

Mikey