It has been pointed out to me that I'm late on my posting today. I guess that much is evident, for those of you who come here at a regular time to check out the Diatribe.
I just got caught up a bit with things and didn't get around to posting when I did have the chance.
Got off work, did laundry, came home for a little bit, then back to work to finish things up, then to the weekly poker game, which I haven't been to in two weeks. I got there late and had to sit in on the small table, the waiting-for-a-spot-to-open-on-the-big-table table. Luckily, I went on a bit of a rush and knocked out five of the six people on the small table and a spot eventually opened up for me on the big table.
Ran my initial $80 up to about $250, but some bad beats took it down for me a bit, but then I hit a couple of pots and ended up leaving with about $100 more than when I started. Not bad for about two hours of work, huh?
Basically, it means I'll probably buy a nice, thick steak to cook at home for dinner tomorrow. Or splurge on too much Chinese food (to make sure I have leftovers ... heh).
Writing about food only serves to remind me that I'm hungry. I had a small Greek salad around 6 p.m. and it was good enough for a while, but now I starvin' like Marvin for a Cool J song. Which wouldn't be so bad, but I'm not sure what I'm hungry for. Maybe I'll just nuke some hot dogs. Or make some soup. Hmm ...
Stay tuned for a later post where DZER will reveal what he ate!