Cleveland Stever has taught me how to play craps... This might be the best game ever! From rolling a little Joe from Kosovo to fives on Rodeo Drive, I thing I am addicted, not to the gambling, but to just the general excitement that the game brings. Other than my new found bad habit, things are great here. The Barenaked Ladies are great and Guster never ceases to amaze me. The fans are great and a little more reserved than The Rock Boat or Simple Man Crowd, but still very dedicated. Today I took the BNL family out for manta ray swimming and beers and tomorrow is Jamaica all day with Red Stripe and deep blue waters. I very much miss my dogs and my bed and want to be home soon (as much fun as this is, I do miss Atlanta). Off to the table for an eighter from Decatur mixed with a Tony Dorsett, thirty three... peace out Atlanta...
ROJO
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