the BLANKET!

played some roulette last night...im not a gambler...i dont like casinos...(hate a better word for it) ..they are loud and smell like shit....the people there are usually fat, ugly and crippled..., but do find it somewhat fun from time to time...roulette is my kind of game...no thinking necessary....just pick some numbers and the let the wheel spin...

i have my numbers that i played....born on 12/3/65 ..so i put a dollar on 1,2,3,6,5

syds bday is the 16th

bubs...20th

wifey 29

anniversary....23

i dont bet all those numbers every spin....

then i figured, why not cover the un bet numbers.....there were usually 3 to 5 numbers not covered...so i BLANKETED them with a buck...

well....i won and did quite well thank you.... won about 250 bucks...

funny too...because i knew my numbers...and i always felt i was in every spin because of my random cover bets....

started callin meself the BLANKET! it caught on and well...i might just do the same while in vegas in may...

mudder fugger vacas are tough

im still fogged in from my extended weekend in dallas...every october, i go to dallas for a golf orgy with chuck and the boys...funny, every year i see these fellas i went to college with, and it never gets old...id like to think that we arent getting old , but thats a big fat lie...we laugh our collective asses off....i feel like i have abs of steel after a long wknd with chuck and the boys..

when out of my bubble, i cant sleep or shit...i can drink, pee and eat tho...we play lots of golf and we eat lots of food..and drink lots of makers mark...lots...while sitting on our asses on the golf cart or couch...

i hate the last day so much....i know im totally spent and the following week will be worthless....i know that the fun is over and the reality of life back home is approaching...the crap business...the lawsuits....the lawyers....the banks.....all the fun shit waits for me...

kids: first thing the little bastards want is a gift....beat it punks...you dont get shit....i went to dallas to have fun with my friends....and thats it...no gifts....what the fugg is goin on here? they lost interest in me quickly once i told them they were out of fuggen luck! nice eh?

i went to bed monday night at 730pm...last night 8pm....ive evacuated my bowel problems....send out a hazmat crew, me throne needs to be quarantined off.....DONT GO IN THERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Im still fogged in....its crazy....ill be back in order by dec 2....when VEGAS comes! im giddy! golf at bali thur/ fri...royal links sat....sports book all day sunday....gicfwigotybtysaapagtp! (gawd i cant fuggen wait im going off this year because this year ('10) sucked ass and people are going to pay!