I'll bite. Just got back from visiting a hurricane and a mouse. Stepped on the scale and it said "One at a time, please."
Yep. I sat on my iPhone yesterday. Now I've got an iPad.
Monday night was my last night in Vegas. Knowing this contest was about to start, I got the eating festivities started with a Bada-bing, Bada-boom. Went to an Italian Restaurant called Capo's Speakeasy. No windows in the place. You knock on the entrance door and someone opens one of those little face high openings and says "Yeah, whaddaya'want?"
Umm, we've got reservations.
The girls are looking fabulous. You? Not so much. Ahright, come on in. Ya' waitah will be Tony.
I knew it would be either Tony or Vinnie. Walls covered in pictures of Sinatra, Martin and famous gangsters. Cheesy nightclub piano bar singer belting out tunes and taking requests. Food was off the charts. Dropped 2 bills and gained 4 pounds in da' joint.