Wow.

Good times last night. I'm going to start this out my saying my thanks to Lil N for driving me home last night. You're a good sport. Now I'm waiting for the Gay Waiter to pick me up. Wait, that sounds horrible. Let me try that again. Now I'm waiting for Gay Trey to pick me up and bring me back to my abandoned truck. That's much better.

We had my going away party last night (really?). All of my techs/receptionists were there. We had a great time, and if my 4'11" tech that let us party down at her house ever reads this, I say thank you. She is going to be mad about the 4'11" thing, because she claims to be 5'0", but we all know that she is not.

We attempted to play the game Texas Hold 'em last night. Our variation was a bit different, in that we played for only $10 (we usually start with $20 because I'm playing with 2 year olds), and that Lil N decided to play too. Well she played after I busted out the Gay Trey, with a hand that was really too memorable. In fact, I really don't remember many hands, only that 69sooooted and the Gay Waiter, a.k.a. the Gay Trey (Q3) were slung last night. We didn't play long enough for the hammer (72) to be wielded, unfortunately. I was lucky enough to hit a few straights last night, to end up doubling up. Guess who lost money? Obviously the Gay Waiter (a.k.a. Gay Trey) and Big R. Interesting, because even Lil N at least broke even. Poor Big R.

Just in case my clinic workers ever read this, it's been fun. I've enjoyed working with every one of you (except you, A-Rod). Sorry about that. Thanks for the good times.

Keep on keepin' on.