Friday
Went out with some non-poker friends to celebrate Mike's birthday. Just went to dinner (some woman at a nearby table went into labor while we were eating. That really pissed us off) then did some bar hopping around Elyria. Shot some pool and darts. Closed the bar. Went to IHOP for breakfast. Bunch of drunken rowdy kids got the cops called on them. They all were like "I aint afraid of no cops", but they sure got the fuck out in a hurry.
Saturday
Cleaned up the house. Popped some stuff in the crock pot for ham hock stew (ham hock, onion, spinach, beans, and spices. Soul food!) and set the timer for 10 hrs. Good stuff.
Picked Tina up and hung out at the house for a while, ate at Oh Boy, then went to the donkfest in Lorain. Same old shit. 1 lucky moron at every table these days. I dont even want to talk about it. Meats has an even better suckout story. I'm sure he posted on the board already. Check out the umpire's uniform he was wearing. Look at the pic and say to yourself "we should really order a peecha".
Sunday
Had to go to Mom's to work on her PC. Got a call a friend from C-bus was in town, so I met him and the family at Harry Buffalo at Midway Mall. Had a killer burger with crumbled bleu, carmelized onion/peppers, and mayo. Hell yeah.
Got all my laundry done while watching the tube the rest of the night. Crashed a little early. Cant wait to post a Vegas recap.
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