Milk was a good choice

First things first. I have a correction/apology to make based on a faulty statement from a previous post. I made the comment that I can't stand British accents. What I meant to say was that I can't stand English accents. My Scottish friend Laura (I hope she still considers me her friend) noticed this and politely pointed it out. I'd like to state for the record that she has one of the best accents ever. Those attending the Rolly Wedding Spectacular will discover this for themselves. Anyway, this whole fiasco brings up another point. People are actually reading this blog! It's remarkable really. I can say for certain that at least eight people have been reading it, which is like at least six more than I anticipated. So thanks to you all for showing an interest in me and my Vegas adventures. It means a lot to me. Anywho, I just got in from the craziest $2-$5 No Limit session @ Casear's. It was nuts. Some days everything just seems to go right. Today was definitely one of those days. I sat down at a table where people were literally donating their chips to me. Like they were basically getting out their cheque books and writing me cheques for large sums of money. Well not quite but it felt like it. I mean people were calling huge bets of mine with drawing hands then trying to bluff the turn or river when they missed. I have to admit I was being dealt some pretty sweet hands but I also had a couple of tough decisions to make and fortunately I made the right ones. In any case it was a great end to the work week (haha). I celebrated by getting ice cream and a litre of milk. I don't think I've ever gone this long without drinking any of the white stuff. It was damn good. This weekend will be spent spoiling the pre-honeymoon honeymoon of a certain superstar couple. Oh and I'm back to the K-Dub a couple of days early on the evening of the 28th so y'all should come out and party if you're around!