So tonight I went to the Silly Goose to play poker. Brick, on her night off, showed up to play. She survived a long time for her skill level – two hands.
I eventually got put out as well and went to the bar where she was sitting, and where the poker players were watching intently every time she leaned over to order a drink. She asked if I’m a pro football fan. I said, not really, and told her I’m more into college.
She said, “Well, I like the Vols.” I asked, “It’s not football, but do you know what my Halloween costume is going to be?”
She said no. “Bruce Pearl,” I told her.
“Oh,” she said, “13 men on the field?”
“Yes,” I replied. “And what’s the difference between 13 and 11?”
“A lot of men,” Brick replied.
Once she realized I’d taken out paper and was taking notes, she chased me around the bar trying to rip my note paper up. Doesn’t matter, Brick. I have a mind like a steel trap.
Good playing darts with Mark from MarksMenus earlier tonight. Wanted to introduce him to the Nuh-Uh Girl but she didn’t show up.