lets see. dagger asked “why is there money all over the floor” I replied “if I quit throwing money she would quit dancing”. He was so hung over it appeared that he only spiked his hair in the back.
I was late to the airport, forgot my knife keychain in my pocket that I had to mail to myself if I didnt want to lose it. The plane was delayed thiry minutes due to a cluster of honey bees on the left wing just following there queen bee who just wanted to hitch a ride to chicago. 
I arrived in Chicago to find out that Ronald Reagan died. I would like member him as a Hollywood cowboy rather than a republican president. Remember Reaganomics.
I arrived in Madison trying to hurry to my hotel for the 6:38 post time. I told the shuttle driver that I needed to watch the race and to step on it. He said “I want to watch it too but I need to make sure that all of you agree on this so I dont lose my job” everyone in the shuttle agreed and we hauled some minivan ass to the hotel just in time for post. I knew Smarty Jones was not going to win but I wanted him to. Just like the rest of the world I wanted to see Triple Crown sweep. I wanted this little underdog to do it. He fucking tried and he ran his little ass off, but just couldnt hold out the distance. I cant help but thinking about what is going through his head Does he know he came in second? This is the first time this horse has been defeated.
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