Thursday, August 10, 2006


Heading to Atlantic City, the famed Borgata Hotel and Casino, for my brothers bachelor party this weekend. It'll be an adventure filled with gambling, drinking, strippers, eating, midgets, strippers, gambling and drinking. I, for one, am more of a gambler in life than in the casino, so I think I'll be poolside most of the days. Rumor has it that my brothers friends are bigtime gamblers so I'll probably have a story or two related to bailing someone out of jail after a failed attempt to steal an ATM machine.

Interesting sidenote, they say that LA is for actors and Vegas is for comedians. I'm not sure what that makes Atlantic City, I'll just have to find that out for myself.

Most likely if I'm not at the pool I'll be playing video games at one of the many arcades along the boardwalk. I'll try some of the new-fangled stuff, but it always comes back to Ms. Pacman with me. When I was in Amsterdam about seven years ago I actually got so stoned that I met God in between the sixth and seventh levels.

No word yet from the people over at Lifetime regarding The Golden Girls debacle. Reba obviously has them by the balls. Damn you, Reba! Damn you to Hell!

I'd stick around and write more but I have to work on my card-counting skills. Wish me luck...

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