Yeah, come on. -- Jim Morrison
So it was Cinco de Mayo yesterday, and I hear that spanish for "drink beer." So yesterday I went to the A's game with a bunch of characters and drank beer. As much as I love the Yankees, there's no other stadium in the world were you might get physically assaulted for saying so. So I felt great screaming, "Fuck a Yankee!" along with good ol' Mike E. Those bastards that took our job giving shit away suck hell of more than us. They even closed on time, preventing myself and Toomajian from getting our last 2 t-shirts or towels. The 3rd deck is the best seats in the whole arena. You can almost assuredly drink and smoke safely. The results of the game pissed me off, I wanted the A's to win so we could talk hella shit to Shai. I guess we'll just have to make him more humble through poker. Speaking of which, I got my new poker table. Last night after the game we went and got incredibly loaded by smoking a shitload of pot and drinking many 6 packs of Mexican Beer. We played poker on my new table, and I lost the first game to a 3 kicker vs. my 2 kicker. Second game we started at 11:35 with 6 people buying in at $5. I was on fire this game. I look down at a hand of King of Spades and 10 of Spades, so I'm fucking super stoked to be looking at a suited hand. Someone decided it would be a good idea to raise the flop... probably looking at pockets. Being the in gambling mood I said, "My pockets will beat yours." and matched them. On the flop I get 2 Kings and a 10 for my full house. It made me feel 17 again... sigh. Fuck a Yankee. After battling it out at cards with the 5 other fierce competitors it came down to Mike Thomas and myself. I took Mike Thomas down to a dollar 75 out of the 30 dollar pot, he likewise did the same. Both of us grew tired, called for smoke breaks, drank a lot of beer, smoked a lot of pot... 2:30 comes around and we both decide that sleep is more important than declaring a winner, so we split the pot... first time I agreed to that. Next time he won't be so lucky, next time I'll be in it for the long run. Fucking bastard got 4 flushes in a row, each time after the first I was like, "My 2 pair is better than his shit, he can't have ANOTHER fucking flush, that fucking crazy mother fucker." Sure enough that was the reason that I let the game go on so long, I kept trying to take his money quickly. A chip leader needs to play more conservatively, that's why he couldn't beat me... he didn't have the conservational style. I can't blame him though, at around 2:00, after all the beer was gone and we were so fucking high all I wanted was pizza and sleep. Pizza is hella good. Speaking of Chess, www.redhotpawn.com has become my favorite website ever, even more so than the dirty ones. Chess is such a great game, I'm glad I started playing it again. I got a digital chess clock to play speed chess, it doesn't beep though... oh well. After this week I'm selling another day of the week to the Oakland Zoo membership dept. Now I'm going F/S/S. Kinda shitty, but I guess I'll live through it. Any of you kids that want LSD, I'm going tomorrow to SC I believe... so call me up and give me money, because I'm broke right now. Trevor Little is supposed to be coming back today. I kind of want to go to the A's game, but I'm broke until tomorrow. I miss baseball, I want to smoke a blunt in the 3rd deck and scream "FUCK A YANKEE!!" Primus comes to the Greek Theater in Berkeley on the 30th, and I'm going, what about you? Anyone know a good place to buy leather pants? How many Northern Californians does it take to screw in a light bulb? Hella. The moral of the story is: Hey hey hey, smoke weed every day. Goodnight, we love you!