DETROIT, WHERE THE WEAK ARE KILLED AND EATEN.

I am truely shocked that the Pistons walked off with the championship. I thought for sure the Lakers would bounce back and get it. Tonight was a true blood bath. This is the first time I've ever watched B.B., I'm not a fan. But it WAS fun razzing Lili over it. My favorite was when I called her house and she made crackling noises and then proceeded to tell me she was going through a tunnel before hanging up on me.
I spent the afternoon at the pool with the kids. 2 1/2 hours of relaxation for me. I read my new book, finished it too. It was Janet Evanovich's "to the 9's". It finally came out in paper back. I absolutly love her books. This one took place in Vegas, my favorite of all places. The main character stayed in the Luxor and it reminded me of when I stayed there (and threw Spaz's thong over the balcony, trying to hit the food court below). The character talked of seeing the Rio from her hotel (Pecan Pie! Redrum! Phuck my Pussay!). Oh so many good memories of Vegas. I need a trip there so damn bad it is not funny. I need to order room service at 3:30 am with Bables again. I need to "pimp" out Spaz & Misslissa to some farm boys from Iowa again. I want to eat some awesome Mexican food at the Rio, eat at the buffet at the Palms ( Las Palmas), go on the 3d movie ride at Cesar's and go see if T.Fox is still performing at the Tropicana. I stayed at the Trop. one year with Spaz. We renamed it the "moldycana". Lots of mold in that hotel. Our favorite thing about that place was the lounge lizzard T.Fox.
He had this group of old ladies that was sweet for his chocolate thunder. They also had this cool bird show, I got to see a Condor up close. What a wing span that bird had! OOOOO! Another fond memory, threatening to crush up Venus' oreos if she did not pick up the magazines when the plane landed. The sheer look of horror on that face.
*Heavy sigh*