My Birthday is Coming Up!

I haven’t blogged in a while because I have had nothing very interesting to say poker related. I can’t remember most of my sessions to begin with, I could give a shit about hand histories and if it wasn’t for a poker AP on my duhmie phone, I wouldn’t be able to recall if I won or lost any session. Hell, I ran into a couple players last night that called me by my nickname & I had no fuckin idea who they were. I just waved my hand like the pope would do, gave them a big ole smile like the president would do and whispered under my breath like a pissed off Grayday would do, “how you do’in you fukin idiots?” not realizing that my table was listening and who proceeded to bust out laughing.  

Anyways, I currently got about eight beers in me, three glasses of merlot & 1-1/2 lbs of spaghetti with meatballs from Carrabas restaurant in Westlake(They said I’m allowed back, but on strict probation). I am now sitting on the couch watching Dave Matthews Blu-Ray concert with a Corona by my side and crooked eye glasses hanging by a hair on my nose. You have no idea how hard it is to write this blog instead of playing Zinga poker. I am the fukin Zinga poker king you bitches! Bow down to The Grayday Mr. 1,000,000,000 points! 

I’m gonna set some goals this year for my birthday. Here we go…

1. Live until I go to Vegas
2. Don’t get arrested
3. Hook up with a girl that I don’t have to pay for
4. Do something other than poker
5. Get rid of that nasty rash!

I gotta go play some Zinga poker bitches!