A few updates to my week thus far:
We found out my Cousin B will be joining us for the weekend of debauchery with the Original Party People (my parents). This will make things at least four times more interesting, as he is a professional gambler.
He plays poker, and people pay him to do it. They like give him money to gamble, and he goes, gambles, and gives them a percentage of what he wins.
Just so you are straight on this, he goes to exotic locations all over the world, doesn't pay for a damn thing, drinks, eats, and stays for free, and someone else pays for it.
I don't know about you, but we didn't have a Professional Poker Player at my Career Day in high school, otherwise I wouldn't be building freakin' cars right now.
Then again, I also didn't know that you could get paid to pick out expensive clothes. I'm already good at that. But I digress...
In other news, my shithead nephew found my blog. Oh, he knew I had one, and he has a Blog Explosion account because he likes reading blogs, but he never knew the location of mine.
Until, that is, he surfed right onto my site today. I'm not sure how I feel about this, but I guess there is really nothing I can do about it now.
About his only reaction was the way that I say words like "fuck" and "shit". "You barely ever say anything like that, if ever," he told me. He's right actually.
My Mom pounded into our heads that only people with a limited vocabulary curse. Then she turned 60 and started cussing like a trucker. Go figure. Maybe I'm going to start earlier then her, say 34ish, which is just around the corner. I'm not liking the thought of 34, but that's another post altogether.
Hey Joey! Get off my blog you little shit!
I won't be able to post Friday and Saturday because of the Parental Unit Extravaganza, but I have two talented guest bloggers lined up. Gus Openshaw, a man who's wife, kid, and arm were eaten by a whale, and Annie from Montana, one of my fav cyberspace type people. I'm all about variety dude.