First Player I ever met was da Pitowner.
I flew to Phoenix to visit My family in Arizona and
set up a meeting with the Pit. What a relief to find
a guy that could very well have been my
long lost brother. We had a lot in common, from puters,
food, cars ( we both drive Caddies )
and attitudes. Had a great day visit at his house with
his family ( His little girls are just the most
adorable, and now have an Uncle Jupiter..hehe ). Pit's
Wife is nicer than what Pit deserves
( another thing we have in common..not his wife you perv..that
we both have such great wives).
Pit isn't lying about his cooking abilities. He made
up this Chicken dish that was just mouth
watering. Served it along with Corn-on-da-cob and a couple
other things I can't remember.
Pit was impressed with my eating abilities, 2 large plates
full ( I said it was good..and I'm not shy
when the food is good ). My stay was short, as I had
many old school friends and family in
Tombstone that wanted to see me. Thanx for the great
hospitality Pitowner!
I was bored sitting around the house ( I'm retired ) so
decided to go on a trip to meet other
poker players. First stop was in Virginia. A good friend
that used to live here in Michigan.
His nick is Caveman , but doesn't
have a good ISP in his area he can call locally so he
isn't in #poker very much. We had a great time! Went
for a drive along the top of the Blue Ridge
mountains, Seen one of the longest cascading waterfall's
( crabtree falls ) drove down to Richmond
VA to take a tour of the Marlboro cig plant ( seen a
pic of splunty on his page when he did a tour )
and the damn plant doesn't have tours any longer..sheesh..went
and looked around states capitol
buildings while we were there. Last night there, Caveman,
his girl friend, a friend of hers and I decided
to go dancing at a college bar about 1 1/2 hours away
( only place his girlfriend could get into, she's 20 ).
Had a great time there. Best part was when a fight broke
out right behind us! I hurried and got the Girl's
outta the way. Then was gunna jump in and help ( honest,
was only gunna help ) when caveman grabbed
me and reminded me about my bad heart ( man I miss the
days as a bouncer at the Topless clubs ).
Well, after spending almost 7 days at Cavman's place
I thought I better move along.
I arrived in Washington DC Wensday afternoon to
hook-up with Shootist . A really nice guy. His
office building took up a whole city block. We chatted in his office for
a bit, then went down to a cafe for lunch.
It was set for me to meet Betty at her place of
employment north of DC about 45 minutes. So I left
Shootist office ( cripes..$8 bucks for 1 1/2 hours parking
in DC ) and wondered around DC for awhile.
What a mess that city is, and I thought Detroit was bad..hehe..one-way
street's to get ya confused as hell
if your not used to it. I bet there are DC'ers who are
still cussing at the Black Caddy that cut in front of them..heheh..I even
tried to drive into the Federal Reserve, had the Guards there hoppin for
a sec...
Well, having enough of DC, I headed for Betty's
area. Got there way to early, so went to the mall
and did some girl watching for awhile. Finally was time
to be at her office. I find the building and go
to a pay phone and call her to come down and get me.
I waited, and waited, and waited for about
40 mins. Now I'm wondering if she seen my ugly mug and
was terrified. Then I get a bright idea
to look at the address she gave me and discover I was
in the wrong building ( there were 3 buildings
all next to each other). I race over to the other building,
and ask the guard at the desk if a young lady
had been down looking for someone. He laughed, and said
" yea, she was here cussin and looking for ya"
so he called up to here and let her know I was there.
Betty is just like what you guys hope for, a very
pretty, nice natured gal..hehe..We went up to her office
and chatted. After that we had a very nice candle light
dinner for 2, had a few drinks, then off to a
sensual couple hours in a hot tub. I was really starting
to enjoy the Champaign and Strawberries when
I woke up and realized it was all a daydream, and Betty
was staring at me wondering if I was ok..hehehe
Betty wouldn't let me take a pic ( sorry guys ). She
likes to be mysterious I guess.
Off I go, heading for my Aunt's place in HarveDeGrace
MD. My Aunt Sharon is now a #poker
player. Her nick is " Shambles ".
The next day I go to meet One-eyed
. Another really nice guy. We met in Baltimore, at a very cool
Brew-Pub. Had lunch and chatted for awhile. When we where
leaving I noticed my alarm had gone
off on my caddy. Someone ( a truck delivering produce
I think ) had bumped into the back taillight
and cracked the housing. We left, and I decided I better
get a police report on it, so I stopped at
Camdam Yards Ball park and waited for da cops.
Well, got a call from my family here about my Uncle
having a hard time after a 9 hour surgery,
so I decided to head for home. I drove north to Penn.
and made one more stop on my way home.
There I met a great family of Players ! Agitater
, Squirrel and DeltaDawn
. We chatted for quite
awhile, had a good time there. I was in a hurry to get
back to town, so I had to cut the visit short
and get back on the road. But I was invited to come back,
so I will make it a point to next spring
when I go visit my Aunt in MD. I get on the TurnPike
and driving along, when I notice this helicopter
that seems to be following me! OK, so I slow down do
a slow 70 mph for awhile until the copter
fly's away. Not seeing the copter around I speed back
up and I'll be damned if I don't see another
copter ( this one was different than the first ) up ahead.
I slow down to a crawling 70 again, and this
damn copter follows me for a few miles it seems.. Now
I'm starting to get paranoid..They see my
Michigan plates and think I'm a drug runner from NY??
( Guy looking like me drivin a caddy might
give them suspicions ) well, this one finally fly's away
and back to full speed ahead I go. I'll be damn if
I didn't see another copter up a mile or so..thats it..65
mph for me until I get outta this state. I driving
down the mountain ( heh..hard to go 65 down hill ain't
it? ) and there is a 4 foot cement dividing wall.
All of a sudden outta no where comes this cop car shooting
across from the other side of freeway
through a cop turn-around in the divider, right in front
of me! I was running about 85 then I think, and
the cop prolly figured he had time to make it. He looked
into my eyes as I looked into his...him
flooring his car while I'm slamming the brakes on mine.
We must have missed by about 2 inches!
The cop got to the other side and stopped. I watched
for him to pull out and come after me, but I think
he was prolly to busy cleaning his shorts cause he just
sat there. That's it I tell myself, get me outta Penn...
Went through Ohio ok, and up into Michigan. Nice to be
home....
Well, talked my Dad in to giving me his ol 1964
Ford Fairlane Sport. I flew to Tucson, AZ. ( had to take my first leg
on this puddle jumper , I didnt like
the ride) and spent a week there. While there I just had to drop by PitOwners
place. Man does he know how to make a guy feel welcomed! Pit held a Dinner
in my Honor! Prime Rib (14 lbs too)! And man was it great! Again, I ate
enough to look like a pig, but was it ever worth it!
The trip back to Michigan was a hurried one as
I was having problems with the old Ford ( ever try setting the points on
an older type voltage regulator?). Anyways, I did manage to make a stop
in Kansas and have a visit with Brookella. She
took me to this great coffee shop. Brookella was such a sweet heart!We
must have chatted for over an hour, but then I had to get going so I could
stop and buy a Battery and battery charger just in case my handy work didnt
hold up.
The rest of the trip was pretty uneventful, except
when an Indiana State trooper pulled me over for making a u-turn where
I wasnt allowed. He was nice tho. When I told him how I got the car and
where I was headed, he just gave me a warning and sent me on my way.
My next places to go are Chicago and Canada through
to Upper NY and Newhampsire..See ya soon!!!!!
