Hurricane Rita

Since the power company needed to work on existing lines for repair, they decided (for the second day in a row) to cut power to a large grid (of which I was on.) So... I went to BW3s for beer, $0.35 wings, and Texas No-Hold'em poker. Here we see the beautiful Ms. Veronica holding my BlackBerry showing off the soon-to-be Mr. Ms. Veronica's website.

Gotta love this girl. Actually... anyone who pours booze you just gotta love.

Hours later Fabege shows up... pretending to be important while on a cellular phone call (FYI: His phone is a retail display model and doesn't actually have working parts... but he liked to seem important nontheless.)

A couple hours later... and there is The Waz. He's only smiling because he is sitting on his car keys.

Old NAVY (or "Shane" as we call him down at the club) shows up with The Waz. He's pissed off because nature treated him wrong and screwed up his DNA so that his hair grows out of the bottom of his head, and not the top.