I walked Levy Trail North this morning in 30:31.
This afternoon I lost $8.00 at Oakawn Park. After twelve trips, I am at exactly $0.00. So I'm kicking butt relative to most recent seasons. Before I started betting, I wrote a nice story about a 79-year-old trainer named Jack Van Berg. He was famous in the 1980s. He looks like he's about 99 but is funny as hell and hates lawyers and is all-out for Donald Trump. "See if you cain't work that into your story. All them other son of bitches is goddamn lawyers, and they's the ones all against him."
After I stopped betting, Tom Zaloudek, a fellow UALR graduate, joined me at Rocky's across the street from the track where we cheered like two motherfuckers as the Trojans upset Purdue with an 85-83 overtime victory in the first round of the NCAA Tournament. This, by the way, was UALR's second NCAA Tournament victory. Their last was exactly thirty years ago, when they beat Notre Dame, back when Jack Van Berg was famous.
I PLAN TO STAB...
...the next person who agrees to use Samuel L. Jackson on a television commercial
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