Here's what went down today. Breakfast, then American Hustle(movie), then a whole lot of tuna leader making, then the Charger game. Listen to this. Our goofball crew member Mark Clark, well he claims to be a Raider fan but the only time he seems to care what they do is when they play the Chargers. Myself and the rest of the crew usually bet 20 dollars on each game. Well today couldn't have played out better. Prior to the start of the game he assumed we were betting and to rub it in that the Raiders are no good, I claimed I didn't want to bet because I'd feel I was taking money out of his sons pocket. He insisted we bet so we did. I still had it planned out to give him his money back if the Chargers blew them out as the ultimate rub in. So if you didn't know, it was a nail biter. Mark missed the last couple minutes of the game and everyone on board made him think that the Raiders won. He immediately came down to the galley and just absolutely let me have it. I don't know
how but I managed to keep a straight enough face to still have him think the Raiders won. Ever since then he's been on cloud 9. I don't know how and when I'll break the news and bring his reality crashing down to a major low. I'm sure looking forward to it though. He thinks he's up 120 bucks but more importantly to him he gets to talk all that smack.
Anyways, moving on. It's cocktail hour now and soon we will be feasting on a veal chop. One more day. The weather is fantastic right now. A beautiful sunset too.