What a Day!

    What the hell could be better than day poker while the rest of the world works?  Fucking sweet!  The usual suspects gathered for breakfast: LK, PR, JS and myself.  BP would meet us later (ya much later!) After JS arrived he was subjected to the the usual amount of verbal ball busting that comes with being late.  He told us his adventure with Purolator Couriers and the problem of getting a package delivered (more about this later).   Pete soon came with a story that proved for the first time of many this day, that he is a much better man than I.  He said he had waited for fifteen to twenty minutes while a lady filled her tires with air.  He said he felt sorry for her as she kept running back and forth to look at the reading of her tire pressure on her dash.  I personally would have bludgeoned her with a tire wrench (at least I would have liked to!)
    We finally arrive at JS's and began playing.  BP was to arrive at 10:15.  By 11:45 we had begun taking bets on if he was coming when the phone rang.  Of course it was him and he was 'on his way'.  Since he was late we told him to go to the Italian Centre ad get us sandwiches for lunch.  An hour, and at least five phone calls later, he finally arrived. Yes, he took considerable shit from each of us.
    While we had played in the morning, JS had told us about his daily routine of sitting in his front window, playing his mandolin (we may have claimed that it was not his 'mandolin' that he was playing with) and watching the happenings of his neighbourhood.  He told us of the people across the street that ran a business out of their home; manicures etc.  Well after watching both male and females coming and going all morning, we concluded that this was obviously not a manicure business but most certainly a 'brothel'. We shared many laughs and theories about this situation, including why an apparent eighty year old guy was back for the second time in the morning.  We may have mentioned to JS that his chair in his living room that had a message/heating apparatus, looked very much like it would be a gift given to a frequent customer at a brothel.
     BP regaled us with many 'interesting stories and when JS mentioned that he had won the opportunity to buy World Junior Hockey tickets for next year; BP's interest was tweaked.  He then asked a question that I am proud to say that I have never asked another person, or more importantly; never been asked before" "Is this legit?"  The fact that he would ask that question tell you about BP.
     As we played, lo and behold Purolator Couriers pulls up in front of JS's home.  Now,  because of BP's late arrival, he had parked between JS's and the brothel.  The 80 year old had parked in front of the brothel which made for a narrow little path for the big delivery truck to traverse.  A young delivery man came and gave JS his package and then tried to leave the area, needing to back up to get out.  I was sitting next to BP and decided to get him worked up and told him that I think the big truck had hit his car.  BP instantly starts getting excited.  I was wrong.  The truck had hit the old man's car and the poor young kid had to go into the brothel and get the old man and show him what happened.  The old guy came out and started really giving it to the young guy who could only stand there and take it.
     I wrote a blog about poker being a lot of fun... when you win.  Well, today was no fun what so ever.  I got my lunch handed to me.  I don't mind losing but to these fucking guys?
    All in all it was an interesting day.  Breakfast, poker, brothels, accidents, Italian sandwiches and many laughs.  The food was good and that leads me to ...
DDDD - January 12/11
    Today was an eat-a-thon. Diana kept it going by cooking burgers and fries for supper.  Keeping up with our  once a week vegetarian meal; Diana cooked veggie burgers that I like.  I never thought that I would enjoy non-meat burger but I really do. You can't really taste the difference and they are certainly not as fattening as beef burgers.  The home made fries are a particular favorite of mine.  Diana saw on Oprah about a french fryer that cooks fries using only one tablespoon of oil.  The fries are cooked by air and it takes about forty-five minutes.  One teaspoon of oil will cook enough fries for four or five people.  The fries are crisp, browned nicely and delicious.  I really love our fry maker.  You can cook many other things with it including egg rolls, springrolls and a whole recipe book full of other things. Diana topped it off with a creamy cole slaw and a zucchini muffin (for her) for dessert. The burger was garnished with the usual condiments such as mustard, relish, mayo, ketchup, onions, cheese and tomatoes. I talked her out of frying bacon!
    Time to hit the treadmill for the second time today.