So the Doodle already talked about it, but you know, I always have to get the last word in on things.
The reason why we went to Binion’s wasn’t just because I told him about the chicken-fried lobster (because it is the awesomest thing on the face of the planet) but because it’s connected with something important to me: it was where I went to eat with Uncle Bobby the last time he was here in Vegas. And Mikey was there with me last year when he died. So it was important.
That being said, it was the shit. A big piece of lobster with some mashed potatoes and green beans? Yeah.
Of course we had to do something that wasn’t so fancy-schmancy, so we went home, changed into some civilian clothes, and went bowling down at Sam’s Town. Now, I haven’t been bowling for almost a year, so I’m an okay bowler when I’ve been doing it on a regular basis, but I wasn’t at my top form, and I think he let me win the other two games. No arguments, dear.
I was feeling good about playing Blackjack, so that was next on the menu, until they closed the table down at about 2 in the morning. And I was up $35. Kick ass. So on the way out the door, one of the pit bosses says, “You guys wanna eat breakfast?” Look, I know we’d eaten a lot. But it had a little time to digest, and fuck it, it’s a 6-month anniversary, we’ll be running a lot the rest of the week. So we got 1 round of drinks and some late-night snacking action.
It was one of those nights where everything just falls in your lap. I like those kind of nights. You plan, you don’t plan, things get changed around, you end up on a different kind of night than you were expecting.
Yeah. I think I’ll keep him.
