Dogs Are Vermin

Mama's home!  Too many stories and so little time.  I want to do the trip recap properly so you're going to have to wait a bit for it.

In the mean time, please enjoy some bad quality photos taken with my camera phone.

"When Josie comes home, so good.  She's the pride of the neighborhood"

Wolfie Baby and Me.  I gave him the time of his life, but more on that latah. :)

Okay so I got alot of pics of Wolfie.  Sue me.

The One and Only Poker Grump. 

(don't ask what I did to make him smile like that)

Clicky on grump to read about my first time ever playing razz. :)

I got struck by Lightning.

A tiny bit of Joanne and Light's profile.

Skidoo and a Very hammered Very Josie.

(after I kicked his ass at razz)

The 2010 WPBT Champ, and his good luck charm

Watching Football.

Miami won AND The Pats won.  Wheee!

Ian.  I love this guy!

He plays the Very Josie under the name NumbBono, and sucked out on me badly.

We were having so much fun, it should've been illegal.

Astin (hottie) and CK (uber hottie)

The Wife modeling Poker From The Rail Tshirt.

Al Can't Hang, Dave McCarthy (u suck) and Full Tilt supplied ladies tshirts and men's tshirts at Sunday's Football partay.  As I was getting my girlie tshirt, The Wife holds up a tshirt (the one she's wearing in the photo) and tells me this is the biggest girlie tshirt they have. Fuuuuck.  The Wife is a slim, toned hottie and as you can see in the pic, the biggest one fits her nicely.  It's gonna be tight on me, but I grab one anyway.  By the way, the photo doesn't do her justice.  She's frigging gorgeous and not only that, but she's as beautiful inside as she is outside.  She couldn't have been nicer to a newbie like me.

Anyway, The tshirt is tight, but I decide WTF, I'll wear it on the plane ride home.  I get to the Vegas airport, take my shoes off and get in line with everyone else at the metal detector.  There's a guy security guard keeping us geese in line, but all of a sudden I get a tap on the shoulder.  A female security guard asks me to step out of line.  Fuuck.  She pulls me aside and tells me that everyone with implants has to go through the TSA security screening, not the metal detector. WTF!  The boobies are 44 years old, and they are the polar opposite of implants!  I tell her Noooooo I don't have implants!  She says, and I quote..."Are you sure?".

Ummm yeah, I'm quite sure, I tell her.  I'm very tempted to tell her it's the toooooo tight tshirt, but thankfully she believes me. I thought I was gonna get a pat down!

Okay not enough time to get into any Vegas stories but I cannot stress enough the kindness of all the bloggers I met for the first time.  Almost everyone went out of their way to include me and make me feel welcome.  And these are people I've never met, yet they couldn't have been friendlier.  It's a kindness I'll never forget.  I was travelling alone and a bit nervous but soooo many of you went out of your way for me. It brings tears to my eyes.  Thank you, Lightning, Wolfie, The Wife, Kat, Poker Grump, Miami Don, Bayne, CrAAKKer, Skidoo, Ian, CK and OhCaptain.

As Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz said, "Scarecrow Lightning, I think I'm going to miss you most of all."  Thanks for everything.  You're a good friend and an asshole. :)))))

Josie