Saturday, September 23, 2006
In the past few days I've had a shot called Snakes on a Plane, watched an amazingly hot bartender pour SoCo down Pauly's throat, had a fantastic meal at the Palm, drank enough PBR to float an armada, brutalized the geriatric nits at the Borgata limit game, sold my chips in a tournament to Gavin Smith for 2nd place money with 17 people left in the tournament, caught a boat on the turn after a loose preflop call in PLO8 to scoop, had my wife robbed at gunpoint (yes, really and no, she's fine), and donated half my winnings to charity.
And the Bash at the Boathouse?
It hasn't started yet.
Posted by John G. Hartness at 9:55 AM