In just a couple of short weeks I'll be sitting at a Pai Gow table, drunk off my ever-loving ass, trying to see three feet in front of my face enough to set my hand and yelling PAI GOWWWW at the top of my lungs with some of you degenerates. In case you've missed the schedule - such as it is - here it is again.
Thursday Night - Get drunk at the Geisha Bar at the IP - Start around 9ish - stop when the wheelchairs come out.
Friday Night - Heroe's Welcome Party - Our buddy has returned home safe, sound and way more ripped than he was before he went off the great sandy, and we're really glad. The Sports Book Bar at the MGM is the place, and the Doc and The Wife are not allowed to pay for any booze all night. He earned it. The Doc's entering a new phase in life today, so swing over to his place and say thanks. He's given 22 years in service to our country, and I'm grateful for it.
EDIT - after this comment - the Rhino meeting on Sunday night has been moved to Friday night. I think getting The Wife drunk and getting her a lap dance is the best homecoming gift we can give the good Dr. Careful what you wish for, darlin'.
The Wife has left a new comment on your post "The Countdown has started...":
And me drinks? You know, a drunk Mrs. Chako could be a dangerous Mrs. Chako.
And I'm a little disappointed that you're doing the Rhino after we leave . . . I never did get my lap dance last time I was there.
Saturday Night - If all goes well for me, I'll still be playing in the Binion's Shootout. More realistically, this would be a good night to go drink at the Rio so we can hang with the PokerNews folks and Otis when they get a rare break in the action at the WSOP.
Sunday - Brunch at the Wynn, anyone? Lil' Nick is talking George Carlin Sunday night, so I may join him for that, after which we have to get him inducted into the Spearmint Rhino Hall of Shame.
Monday - back to reality.
See you in 2 weeks!