Bloggy Mc.B. vs Pai Gow Poker:
The Beginning

Oh, it's on. It's so on. My war against a particular table of pai gow poker has just been declared.
I nice summer drive turned into hours of fun at the very
out of place Mohegan Sun in some state adjacent to ours called
Con-nec-ti-cut (who knew?) I was literally dragged out of me house by
Mr. Kim to head to the Mohegan Reservation for some friendly gambling.
i figure, come September, i ain't goin' no place for the next 3 years so i better
get me some whilst i still can. may have to blow my tuition money and head for
the damn pai gow table. where i was having a very good outing...almost doubling
my bankroll but then my carriage turned into a pumpkin at the ball come midnight

i blame Ming, the dealer and also Ms. K. who had to leave her pai gow table to come
to ours. although it was a lost outing...it was nice, and i can add another vice to
my already extensive list.

i will beat you pai gow poker, oh yes! i will beat you.

ok. thank god that stupid world cup is over. yet, i still have to
suffer the scores of people who meet the minimum requirements for "italian" driving around like jackasses, honking horns and waving their flags around like they actually played the damn game, or like they were even there. we know half of these dopes never knew the game of futbol existed until this past june. that bodes for you people as well!

i tried, i really tried to watch but seriously, this basically solidifies me never watching televised sports again. don't get me wrong, you want me watch something live, i'm down...but TV sports is just the worst, between the insipid commentating (ie: american world cup commentators posing the quandry of how can a team play both Trinidad AND Tobago) and camera cuts to retarded face painted uber-sportfans--i just can't do it.

i am happy for the italians...but come on...penalty kicks? is there any reason why there should even be a goalie? that was the least dramatic sport even i've ever seen. i think if you put my dog in goal, it would have been more exciting...especially, when the jubster taunts the kicker by licking his genitals (his own...not the kicker's---pervs).

my vacation is winding down...alas, tomorrow is my sunday. i realized that i don't remember how to do my job and i still have a student. hopefully, i can get re-oriented to working.