Always bet on black
Seems like everyone and their mother has a blog these days and there is nothing worth reading. My own blog included. They are all the same and frankly I don't give a crap what you and your cat had for lunch today, thanks. BORED. Maybe I'm just cranky. Yeah. That's it.
When I was cleaning up my drafting table today, something caught my eye...
There's nothing like finding money. And then there's nothing like finding fake-money-that-makes-you-forget-that-it-is-real-currency that-you-will-readily-plop-down-on- the-nearest-roulette-table-willynilly.
I am insanely lucky. Why, just recently there was a giveaway at work, for a $300 task lamp. The minute they said it was a prize, I got this 'feeling'. I just knew I was going to win. And I did. I don't get that feeling all the time, so don't kidnap me and make me tell you lotto numbers, that's not how it works. Especially in gambling. I work best alone. Don't sit next to me and ruin my groove. I've won thousands of dollars when left alone.
You can tell a real gambler by the fact that I can't be bothered to cash that shit in cause I know that I will be back for more. The minute I found that chip, I got that lucky feeling. Time for a road trip. Too bad it's 116 degrees.
When I was cleaning up my drafting table today, something caught my eye...
There's nothing like finding money. And then there's nothing like finding fake-money-that-makes-you-forget-that-it-is-real-currency that-you-will-readily-plop-down-on- the-nearest-roulette-table-willynilly.I am insanely lucky. Why, just recently there was a giveaway at work, for a $300 task lamp. The minute they said it was a prize, I got this 'feeling'. I just knew I was going to win. And I did. I don't get that feeling all the time, so don't kidnap me and make me tell you lotto numbers, that's not how it works. Especially in gambling. I work best alone. Don't sit next to me and ruin my groove. I've won thousands of dollars when left alone.
You can tell a real gambler by the fact that I can't be bothered to cash that shit in cause I know that I will be back for more. The minute I found that chip, I got that lucky feeling. Time for a road trip. Too bad it's 116 degrees.
5 Comments:
I know what you mean about "that feeling" You just know when something is yours. 116 degrees? Yuck!
Oh, I'm about to write you an email. Look out for that.
My blog sucks so bad, it's all about things on my Tivo. Just a list of shows that goes on for days.
no, you're right. most people aren't nearly so interesting/intellegent/attractive/etc. as they think they are. btw, my cat & I are having friskies tuna with real egg bits tonite. yumm.
Your blog certainly does not suck and is rarely boring. But I think you know that. ;-)
i just got back from that evil place, totally HOT and I'm so not lucky, so totally broke...
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