Plus, it's always cheaper for the company if I book myself to stay over a Saturday night and fly on Sunday, so I'm really being fiscally responsible, right?
Anyway, I plan to get into Philly tomorrow night and go in search of the wild CantHang, a beast easily flushed from hiding by the lure of a pecuiar amber-colored beverage and small white cylinders packed with tobacco. I have the utmost faith I may find him chasing a river, as that is his wont many Thursdays this year.
Then it's on to Cracklantic City, where I plan to play at least one tourney and dip my toes into the pink chip game at the Trop. I might return to the scene of the crime at the Borgata, if for no better reason than to run through the 3/6 tables screaming "No tapioca for you! No tapioca for you!"
You really needed to be there. Anyway, if you're gonna be there (DAWN), call a brutha. If you don't got my number, email me for 'em.
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Considering that I dragged Dawn to AC last weekend, you may be hardpressed to get her down there again. She is trying to turn over a new leaf.
As for me, I'll definitely be in LA. Maybe a casino-to-casino dial-a-shot is in order.
As it turns out, I will actually be chauffeuring Dawn to AC this Saturday after all.
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