Much Respect for the God of Porn

Last night was a lot of fun. I got to Huntington Beach around 8 PM and Chris was working burning CDs for a friend. I hopped online for 20 minutes and made $700 playing $20/40. I hit some big hands and got pretty lucky. So far at $20/40 I’m winning at an insane rate of 23.75 BBs/100 Hands. Usually that number is around 3 for an expert player so I think I’m definitely in a nice upswing. Let’s hope it continues.

Carl called and I found out that he was at a bar real close to Chris’ apartment. However, Chris’ roommate Ashley had gone out to buy some chicken, salad and rice and was in the process of making dinner so I couldn’t just run out to meet him. Dinner lasted until about 10:30 and I called Carl but they had already gone back to L.A. Chris, Ashley, Kevin(Ashley’s bf) and I went to the bars anyway and had a few drinks before heading home. Trish, another one of Chris’ beautiful friends, came by the bad for a minute then drove us home. All the beautiful people live in the HB.

On the way home we made a pit stop at Savon Drugs to buy some beer and guess who we saw in the parking lot? None other than the Zeus of porn, PETER NORTH! I was insanely excited but everyone else thought I was acting a little weird so I tried my best to suppress my emotion. But seriously, how often do you get to see the elite of any discipline on the street? I’d be excited to see Michael Jordan, basketball’s G.O.A.T. (greatest of all time) shopping at Savon Drugs. Same goes for Bobby Fischer, chess G.O.A.T. or Israel Kamakawiwo'ole(RIP), Hawaiian ukulele G.O.A.T. Why shouldn’t I pay the same respects to porn’s G.O.A.T.? Porn has had a profound affect on all of our lives! Well, maybe just mine….anyway enough of that.

We played high-low/red-black at the apartment until Ashley passed out and Trish went home because she had to work at 9:30 AM. Haha, work. Haha, 9:30 AM. Crazy talk. I showed Kevin how to Shotgun beer without spilling or spraying all over himself and we had a real good time.

The cable guy came to Chris’ apartment at the ridiculously early and ironic time of 9:30 AM so I’m kinda beat right now. We had some breakfast with a different Ashley and came back here. I think it’s time for a nap before I head up to L.A. to see Carl tonight. Maybe I’ll have some cool poker stories to tell tomorrow. Wow, this might be the longest and most irrelevant blog entry of my life. Enjoy!