When you're strange....Faces come out of the rain...

I know, I know, that's two titles from the same song.

So sue me.

I'm going to tell you about the strangeness of my yesterday now. See, Monday has become the new 'cash my check and get my drunken gamble on' day. More of of necessity than anything else.

See, I get paid on Fridays, and I could totally go out Friday night and play, but then I'd be suffering on Saturday. Or I could go out on Sunday night, and be suffering Monday morning.

I find it's much nicer to walk over in the morning on Monday, though. There are those that will argue that you shouldn't drink 'before the sun's over the yard arm,' but I say nuts to that.

I'll drink whenever I damn well please, and there's not a fucking thing you can do to stop me.

Anyhoozle, Pops and I both had a good day at the casino. He cashed out $100. I cashed out $200. It's a good thing too, because, I was a victim of C.P.F. yesterday

For those of you that don't know, that's Catastrophic Phone Failure. It's not something I was unprepared for, you understand. I've had this particular cell phone for a year now, and it was really starting to show it's age. Well, yesterday, it gave up the ghost.

Fortunately, I had some ready cash for my upgrade, and after a short stroll to the AT&T store, I'm the proud owner of.....

....drumroll please.....

A brand-spanking-new iPhone.

That's right, bitches, I'm too cool for all of you now.

I've been playing with it almost non-stop since I got it. It's like butter baby. The only problem I can see coming from this new addition is that I'm prolly gonna be spending way too much money on ring tones.

They have a vast variety to choose from, and they're only like $1.29 each. I mean, in the grand scheme of things, I prolly don't need more ringtones than the stock ones, but I know I'm going to get more.

I mean, wouldn't you?

Buenos con queso,

T.