No I am not learning to count. That is today's date. August (8) (9)th, 20(10). Yes... like and other day on the calendar.... we will only see it once in our lifetime, but it is such a neat little package I can't help but point in out.
Today marks another day that I would rather not be marked. 18 months since the day I walked into this dumping ground for mental rejects. The pain.
OK... quick wrap on the weekend.
On Saturday I ended up smoking a bunch of pork shoulders for the Hayward High 20 year picnic in the park for Ednolb and Albert for them to take with them on Sunday. From what I hear all went well and everyone who attended is going to pull through. Nothing a stomach pump and some Ipecac can't fix. Bunch of babies. No all was good. I tell you what... they ate like champs for only putting in $5 each! Ednolb gave them pulled pork sandwiches, baked beans, green salad, chips and salsa, a bottle of water and tableware for that price! Damn. All I know is you are not allowed to quote for me on a normal basis because you gave them $15 in food for that price lady! You would be costing me money. Glad it went over well for you guys and you had a great reunion weekend.
Sunday me and Ass Clown met up with KP to play a little poker down at the Come Suck. I pull into the parking lot and here comes Game Time! He had hinted that he was going to come out for a morning drink, but seeing was believing. We went into the bar and had a few properly pouring Kettle's before he headed back home to him couch. After cards were done Ass Clown and I headed down to the Plate for some wings and video golf that I proceeded to kill to the point the game gave up and just froze on us! McLovin joined us for some food and then he and I left to make a Costco run with Turbo. Went over to make or Sunday dinner and Hunny and the girls got home in time to join us for some fish tacos.
All and all a busy weekend considering that I had nothing planned when Friday afternoon had rolled upon me. Made a few bucks, played some cards, and drank my drank. Still have an itch to play more cards so that story has not ended quite yet. Ass Clown brought me info on a tournament up in Reno next weekend that I think I am going to have to attend for a day or two. You know... sort of cure that itch.
CV's 20 year reunion is this weekend and I will not be in attendance. Initial plans were that I would be busy cooking out at the water from this point forward, but like I said things did not work out there. Instead I will be out in Manteca attending the 40th Birthday Party for Mrs. Inez. Damn all of you people around me are getting old. Shit. I need younger friends!!! OK... strike that... young people bug the crap out of me because they can't wear their pants the right way. Dude I don't care what color or style underwear you are wearing, and if you keep tempting me... I WILL pull the fucking things over your head.
I have spent most of the morning trying to get Counsel to let me make the food for Inez's party on Saturday instead of, and I quote, "I'll just run down and grab some Mexican food." Really? Dude it is your wife's 40th. Sack up and lets do it right! I will knock out some Pork Verde and some Carne Asada like I can actually habla espanol!!!! Or I can work the blackmail card and talk about your silky Garfield undies. Oh did I say that out loud? My bad. I am sure no one else saw this. No worries.
The kids go back to school this week, and I know Hunny could not be happier! Don't get us wrong... we love the girls, but when we were so used to the year round school schedule for the past 5 years and then make the switch to a traditional school year... Damn. That is a long ass 2 and a half months of them little rug rats in a row when you have the actress and little miss know it all for kids!
I am trying to say this as nicely as I can…. I walked out to go to the restroom and This THING (Sorry that is the nicest way I can think of putting it.) went walking into the men’s room. IT was wearing skinny jeans, Birkenstock's, an orange Abercrombie top sporting some man boobs (Not in the good way!), a rainbow striped man purse worn across his body, and his hair…. it was like…. OK Rod Stewart paid a visit to Dennis Rodman’s hair dresser for a rinse, color and set! It was a swirl of gold, purple, green and blue! Looked like a bad bowling ball design! Wow.
OK... I have entertained myself for a few hours today with this, and bored the hell out of the rest of you. I think that I am going to need a few of these road trips just for some new material because this place is even more boring than before. Believe it! Maybe Johnny Cocknozzle can snap me off or something at our Wednesday night poker league so I can talk about what an asshole he is and that his wife needs to use the ball gag on him when he gets home that night to even the score for me. Now that, is entertainment!
Toner Boy
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