April 2, 2006

• Last night was a card game at Scott's. I played like shit. For some
  reason I couldn't concentrate. Still, I didn't do as bad as Sean (the
  guy that sold me the Bulls tickets) who missed the first game, showed
  up for the second game and went all in on the first hand, lost and left
  shortly thereafter. This is the same guy that recently took part in an
  85 player tournament in Vegas recently and finished 2nd. Because I was
  out so early in the first game, Paul done did learn me how to play
  chess. Ahhhh, I love talking like a fucking Southerner sometimes. We
  didn't even get to play a whole game, in fact, by the time he had
  showed me everything and we had each taken a couple of turns, we were
  ready to play another game of cards. But, I'm interested in learning
  more about chess, I could see how fun that could be (although, watching
  hours and hours of televised chess might be a bit much).

  Last month I wrote how a bunch of us that play cards think Scott is a
  closet homosexual. Well, last night he said something that really gave
  him away. Somebody mentioned something about gay porn and he responded
  "Hey, I don't watch much gay porn." And we all just laughed and said
  "much"? And I could see he was stunned but his quick defense was "well,
  sometimes I accidentally click on it." Yeah, ummhmm, sure. After he was
  out of the room we all talked about it again (I know............its bad
  how we all talk about it when he leaves the room, but shit.........I
  dunno) and I said that he is a mid life crisis away from coming out of
  the closet. See, another thing is that Scott has got major anger
  management issues. In fact, when he was eliminated from the first game,
  he yelled at everybody, pushed his chips in and ran off. I think this
  all ties in with his suppressed homosexuality.

  After the game, I headed to Keith's, since all the chicks were at
  Chris's bachelorette party, the guys were hanging out at Keith's. And
  by all the guys, I mean John, Scooty, Jt and Keith. They were doing one
  of the nerdiest things, playing Lord of the Rings Risk. But, who the
  hell am I to talk, I love Risk. I arrived and like a waiter taking an
  order, was instantly dispatched on a fucking run for the damn boarder.
  And I mean instant, I wasn't even there for 5 minutes when they asked
  me to go to Taco Bell. After they got done playing (it was close to 3
  in the AM after the time change) John left and the rest of us sat
  around talking to Scooty about his impending wedding. After a while,
  the 4 of us played a quick $5 game of Texas Hold-em. Yes, that's right,
  I played cards with Jt. And lost. Fucker.

  Tomorrow is one of my favorite days of the year, opening day. Even
  though I know the Cubs probably won't do much, I'm so giddy and excited
  just like I am every other year I have been watching baseball. I think
  the one good thing about the White Sox winning the World Series is that
  it, in a weird way, it provides us Cub fans with hope. Shit, if the
  White Sox and Red Sox can both win it all, then why not the Cubs? Last
  year at this time, (04/04/05 post) I wrote that the White Sox were a
  better team than the Cubs and that the Sox would contend, but miss the
  playoffs. I also said the Yanks and Red Sox would meet in the playoffs
  with Boston winning. Of course, I was wrong. This year, I'd hate to say
  it, but I think the White Sox have a great chance to repeat. If the
  Cubs can stay healthy (and that is a big if and probably not going to
  happen) they can not only contend, but if they make the playoffs they
  have as good a chance as anybody to win it. I think the Brewers will be
  the surprise team, which sucks because I hate them. They are a team
  that can come out of nowhere. If I had to go out on a limb, I would say
  the Oakland A's will beat the Philadelpia Phillies in the World Series.
  How's that for a World Series pick? Of course, most of you don't really
  give a shit, but what can I say, its my Xanga!

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