May 6, 2007

  • I forgot something about Friday night that was classic Dave. We walk out of his house to go to the poker tournament and what should I see on the roof of his car? The keys! That's right, Dave was keeping the damn keys on the top of the car. It reminded me of when we worked the haunted house years ago and how he would park his car in the middle of this field and leave the keys under the damn car. Now I know nobody would ever think to look under the car for the keys, but when you leave them on top of the car............well, you are just inviting them to take the damn thing, at least for a joyride.

    Yesterday Dave called me up at about 2 in the pm. He wanted to go to the nearest OTB and throw some money down on the Kentucky Derby. So, being one that doesn't often turn down a chance to gamble, I picked him up and we headed to an OTB in Joliet. Now, I knew it would be busy, what with it being the biggest racing day of the year. But, we arrived and the parking lot was FUCKING PACKED. In fact, they ran out of room in the lot and we had to park on an access street and walk a little bit. This place as huge and there were wall to wall people. That being said, it really didn't take that long to get our bets placed. Since I had a birthday party to go to, we had to leave right away, well before the race. On the way back to the car, we were stopped by an older Asian couple who asked us why there were so many cars and people around. We told them it was because of the Kentucky Derby and the responded with the line of the year" "Oh, the Kentucky Derby is here?". Yeah dip shit, and the Boston Marathon is held in Topeka Kansas.

    I dropped Dave off and had to head to the party which was in Lakewood Falls. The only problem is that not only did I not have the address, but I also didn't have directions. Dave didn't know where it was, but when I told him it was near Jt's house, he gave me an idea of how to get there. Normally, I don't trust Dave's directions but when I called John to give me directions, he sounded about as clueless as I was. So, I sort of followed what Dave said until I came to a couple of streets that John told me about. I managed to drive right past the house before recognizing John's car. I guess I should mention that this was a 40th birthday party for my cousin. We needed a couple of more coolers, so John and I went home to get them and so that I could drop my car off. This meant that I was able to drink and yadda yadda yadda, I got drunk, spilled my beer on one of my other cousins and that was the night. Ok, so that makes it seem like she was pissed or that it ended the night, it really didn't, but there was nothing else too exciting to write about.