A Bargain At Any Price
I watch...er...play online poker while my wife watches...a lot of reality TV shows. There might be one or two which have escaped her notice over our nearly five years of marriage, but I doubt it. "Survivor" is the only one for which I'll put away my laptop to watch with her.
Dear Hollywood, you can change all that. I propose to you America's Wingman, the travels of a color-blind, poker-playing booze-hound as he drops in on unsuspecting bloggers across the globe. It'd be like "The Osbournes," without the accents or the shrewish wife. I'd pay good money to watch it.
God Bless Al.
I only live an hour from Commerce Casino. There are no impediments to my showing up there this weekend. Except for two. I can't take The Boy (The Mrs. works Saturdays) and I almost assuredly could not navigate that hour home at the end of the night.
I've got four days to come up with solutions for both.
And don't forget to get your piece of Al. I hope to be buying rounds on Saturday with my 1%.