Weekend Round-up: Full of vice OR Poker, Booze and “Pros”
Booze and Poker, that’ll sum it up.
Poker: Well, I’ve got at least two poker games this weekend and possibly another on Sunday. I am bordering on what the pros call “sick” due to my excessive playing. I did, however, win $90 at a Chinatown game on Wednesday so that makes up for a few losses here and there. My game tonight is with some nice gentlemen who were kind enough to let me play in their private game. As the only female who has played with this group, I really gave a poor showing last month as I went out first. Terrible. I hope to represent the ladies well tonight, however. Then on Saturday there is the big regional tournament that people who have won smaller tournaments get to go to. That means everyone will be reasonably good, and probably some will be very good. This event may have as many as 600 people at it! Should be interesting.
Booze: I also have two bottles of sparkling red wine to get through while not playing poker (poker and booze is a bad mix for me) so that means I’ll be hitting it hard when possible. I also am optimistic that I will be having a bev or two with a certain celeb this weekend (Note to self: Bring the calla lillies).
So as you might have guessed, I’m not really into marriage or kids. But, this morning, my dad sent me this e-mail: It is hard to believe that your mom and i have been married 30 years. Been a great ride but it is soo good because we had you guys. Love you DAD Shit. Maybe I should have kids. Pass these dirty Indian genes along to the next generation.
After my weekend of poker and booze, I’m cleansing my soul with a donation to Windy’s (hottie on my right in photo) campaign to be the Leukemia & Lymhoma Society Woman of the Year. You too can be purged by donating at http://www.windyshepard.com/.
In other news, this has pussy scam written all over it: Have you seen MillionaireMatch.com? Screw myspace bitches, why have I been wasting my time on the trannies in Bowie for??
Anyway, I learned from this post where a woman decribes dating Charlie Sheen:
He's about as sick as they come," says the aspiring actress in her late 20s, who looks a schoolgirl-ish 18. "He posed as a talent scout [and] left a message that was, like, 'Hi, this is Mr. Jonze, I'm interested in seeing more pictures of you.' When I called him back, after a few minutes of talking, he told me who he was. We dated for about a month. He's such a [bleep]ing perv. He would ask me to dress up, like, in pigtails and schoolgirl outfits. I don't think he's like a pedophile, but he's definitely into really young girls. You know like 18, 19. I don't doubt that everything his wife is saying now is true. He was a big talker, and once I asked him if he was this open with all his girlfriends. He said that he was. He said, 'I like to get to know everyone, even pros.' He calls prostitutes pros . . . He would take Viagra every time before sex, which is kind of weird."
Oh snap, let’s discuss:
1. I am only referring to prostitutes as “pros” from now own…give them the respect they deserve. I mean hooker is as passé as secretary, it’s administrative assistant and pros for a more PC way of life.
2. Okay, I know I’ve said it before, but so many women are so stupid. Here’s a fucking newsflash for this chicken head: Men like 18 years olds, they like them in school girl outfits and they like to do really dirty shit to them. It may be perverse but it’s also NORMAL. Tell me I’m wrong.
3. Seriously, Charlie Sheen has run though all the puss puss from LA to the Valley that he has to use the fine services of millionare match.com? Don’t get me wrong, I’m filling out a profile over lunch, but I’m not a rich celeb with fantastic hair.
4. I love Charlie Sheen. Have you SEEN Men at Work? It’s probably on TBS right now if you have a minute. And, you'll see, genius like that can't be stifled. Denise needs to have a heart-to-heart with Hillary. Seriously, girl.