Hockey and Deer

So, I started my trip this Saturday. Flew from Dayton to Chicago, then flew out to Edmonton, Canada. Luckily Wes opted to pick me up (good for me, not so good for him. See later). Went back to the hotel and relaxed for a bit. Ate at the ballin' restaurant at the hotel very good food. Later that night we went to the Oilers game. It was tickets for the troops night so all 10 of the Canadian soldiers got tickets to the game and were in attendance. We of course were rooting for the home team because that makes the game so much more interesting. The first period was rather boring not much going on. Chicago went up one-nil and Edmonton tied it shortly after. Edmonton took the lead shortly after, but Chicago tied it up and it went to overtime and eventually shootouts. The stadium erupted after the Oilers put it away with this shootout goal.After the game we went to the local casino as the gambling, and drinking (!!!111eleven) age in Alberta is only 18. The kind pit boss or whatever he was told us about the 4/8 limit dealers choice game (AKA drunken limit Omaha). We sat and Wes managed to scoop a sick pot with the kill on on the very first hand when he sat. Over the next couple of hours I managed to lose a couple hundred bucks and get a few drinks in me so it was a fun night. All together between the two of us we went back to the hotel -$87 and drunk off our asses so it was a good night. The next morning we left Edmonton on our way back to Rapid City. It's a two day trip so we stopped for the night in Great Falls, Montana and headed out the next morning. Now let me tell you, MONTANA SUCKS. We were on the road, scheduled to be back in Rapid City about 7pm local time, well, the Montana deer obviously didn't have that in their plans. As I am driving down the Montana "highway" its pretty dark and a deer steps onto the road, I barely had any time to react and swerved to the left. The deer took another step and I hit it. I screamed "Oh Fuck" Was yelled back "What the fuck was that?" and I yelled "A Fuckin' Deer." I drove a little further, barely avoiding another fuckin' deer on the road and found a place to pull over and look at the damage. It wasn't pretty. This is what we saw.We got back in the car and I managed to drive about 35mph like a scared little bitch for about an hour. We stopped at a little ma and pop shop in bumfuck Montana and found out the nearest hotel was about 35 miles away, rather than taking another hour to get there, Wes drove the rest of the way back to Rapid City (about 1.5 hours NORMAL speed) and we made it back to his house, went to the sleep for the night. Next day when we got up we had lunch and went to the dealership to find out what the damage on the car was. Found out it is going to cost about $3500 or so to get the whole thing repaired so I'm back to busto from my very short stay in robusto land. Wes managed to break his xbox so he went out and bought a new one, along with Guitar Hero 3 and we played that. The next day we went to the Firehouse restaurant and had dinner there. Very good food, had a laugh when the waiter (very very good service) about shit his pants at the 100% tip (Bawwwwwwwlin). I made $200 forcing myself to eat the biggest cookie I have ever seen in my life while Wes made vomiting noises (fun times). That makes me +$200 in prop bets so far on the trip, hopefully I can run like I normally do in prop bets against Wes (flawless) on the rest of the trip and win some money back :-) Next day we went to Best Buy and Wes bough Rock Band. Not the greatest IMO, the drums are very hard to play and the guitar sucks worse than GH3, but hey its fun to play different instruments I guess. Got some coaching from Wes on 50nl and railed him while he played 1000nl and such. Learned quite a few things, mainly that I open way to tight and need to 3bet with a wider range. Oh, and Wes runs like a god. Anyway, should probably get some shut eye, its like 5 am local time. I will post again soon.

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