Game six of the World Series last night gave all of us extra innings of serious heartburn and I’m not especially enthusiastic about watching game seven, which is currently underway. If the Rangers blow it tonight I might have to beat the crap out of somebody.
After the game at 1 a.m. I sat up to watch the recorded 90-minute nail-biter finale episode of “Project Runway” because otherwise the name of the winner would be all over the Internet and screw up the suspense for me. In case you care, Anya won season nine. She designs idiotic Caribbean clothes for emaciated women with no visible breasts, as pictured below. I think it might be difficult to adapt an outfit like this for a winter in Cleveland, but maybe I’m just being a little picky.
We spent most of the day today at the Choctaw Casino in Oklahoma and had another wonderful time. All of us brought home BIG BUCKS, especially mom, who walked away with nearly $48 after a brief but memorable affair with a Dean Martin slot machine that sang to her during a bunch of free spins. We also had a nice lunch at the casino’s buffet and I think the security guards were extra friendly. Sam and mom posed for me in front of a waterfall in the lobby.
Incidentally, coming up in tomorrow’s post is an exciting Howdygram exclusive … THE TEN WORST HALLOWEEN CANDIES EVER. Thank you for reading this.
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