Re: SHOT SHOW ROLL CALL
Yesterday I sold 40 hamburgers, 4 dozen hotdogs and nearly 12 cases of burritos. Once the sun went down, it seems that there are a lot of illegal type people on the street handing out these business cards with females and phone numbers on them. (Collect like trading cards!) These people really flocked to my 2 for 1 burrito sale, and did not seem to mind the wait for the small microwave I keep in the van.
With the profits I made, I then proceeded to a casino where I placed all but a small amount (reserved for beverages) on the Arizona-now /St. Louis-then Cardinals. I looked later and saw that they had won. Kind of fascinating to see a team win that just seems to play around during the regular season and then comes alive around Christmas. Now flush with cash, I decided to live it up, and I began buying TKO shooters (1 oz ouzo, 1 oz tequila, 1 oz everclear-mixed) for all the Vets at that particular bar. I met 2 Seals and 4 members of Marine Recon, none of which could say any corresponding number to their unit for although they had been out for sometime, there is OPSEC to consider. Two of the recon guys had been friends since they met in boot camp in Illinois. This got boring quick because the stories they told sounded a lot like a certain series I had watched on HBO. So, I looked around and found what looked like a large Japanese party hanging around 4 tables. I ordered more TKO shooters for them and then tried to get acquainted. As my luck would have it, their English was not that good but there was a lot of laughing and I did talk them into a little contest where they tried to dance the dances of the Peanuts characters. One guy - I think his name was Damoharrogatti- perfected the Linus dance. For his win, I gave him the entire collection of trading cards I had accumulated last night. As the entire crowd gathered around him to enjoy the pictures, I made my escape.
I do not remember all that happened after the 8th round, but when I woke up this morning I found myself wrapped up in a poncho liner under some bushes in someone's back yard. I wanted to laugh when I saw two little boys sitting on the floor and laughing at me from behind a sliding glass door about 10 -feet away, but I knew the parents might want to see what they were laughing at pretty soon so I decided to E&E back to the van. The wierd part was that I was in possession of two dead pigeons in a garbage bag.