Maui Wowie...

I didn't realize how long it's been since I'd last written a post.

In case you've been wondering, I've been up to a lot of no good. I finally bought some Neosporin for my right knee, which has been severely bruised and scraped for the past week. I went to Atlantic City for a beer fest with a bunch of lads last weekend...but we didn't get in. We waited on line for over an hour with close to 1,000 people ahead of us...and when we finally managed and snaked our way to the ticket booth, the fucking festival sold out of tickets. Seriously, there were about 30 people in front of us when they pulled down the curtains. It was hilarious in a Nelson Muntz "Ha-Ha" pointing at us kind of way.

So, when in Rome, we hit up the casino. For the record, our group fared pretty, pretty, pretty good. Personally, I went in with zero dollars and came out with 50...so that was nice.

Later on that evening, 2 of my friends pissed themselves and I booted all over my friend's floor. Actually, I think the pissfest happened the night before. Yeah...good times. Correction - great times.

Upon my arrival back home, I went on a Jewish Culinary mini-extravaganza hitting up 2nd Avenue Deli (*droooooooooool*) and Russ & Daughters.

Also, this past week, I had the best olives I have ever had. They were from Russo's Mozzarella and Pasta. They were bloody fucking amazing - and I waffle on whether I like olives or not...but these...these I could eat until the cows come home...or until pigs fly.

So all in all, to wrap everything up: If you plan on going to the beer fest in Atlantic City next year, don't. Buy yourself a couple of kegs, build yourself a pong table, and commence booting and rallying. Also, go to 2nd Avenue Deli and get yourself a corned beef sandwich, some liver, some soup, maybe a frankfurter and potato pancakes and a couple of beers. Also cop yourself some sturgeon from Russ & Daughters. Then walk a few blocks north up 1st Avenue and pick up a bunch of olives from Russo's.

Life is good...if you're smart about it...which I'm not. But at least I'm still alive.