Friday: Uhhhhhh..... Oh. Wait. Yah. Met up with the Lowns at 17th Street for the BBQ lovin, I loved it, Ellen didn't, sad. Went and saw American Gangster, which follows the standard Goodfellas/Scarface/Blow formula to a T: Guy comes up, guy sells drugs, guy gets shitloads of money, kills some folks, guy slips, guy gets pinned by the feds. I'll still watch it every time though. I'm sick of Collin Ferrell.
Saturday: Uhhh.... Oh. Met up with the Lowns at Friday's South for food and beer lunch. Had food (Sub-par Philly Sandwich (band name)) and way too much Scottish Ale for noon on a Saturday. Had my ass handed to me at darts. Went to Rock Hill/Glendale/Webster to go to Bryan and Kristey's post-elope party thinger. Drank a bit more, hung out with some cool peoples. Left there around 8 or 9, decided to check out the "new" Casino Queen. After getting turned around, and finding what is possibly the most seedy strip club in East St. Louis (I'm assuming strip club because it said GIRLS GIRLS GIRLS on the sign, but the building looked like a Ned Kellys, so I was very confused) and seeing hookers/hitchikers (2 of em), we made our way back to the casino, where we marveled at how much nicer it was, then we marveled at how fast I plowed through $40 on slots and video poker. Ellen did decent enough to break even and cover our (cheap) drinks, so whatever. Left there, went home, fell asleep.
Sunday: Woke up, went shopping for Ellen's family xmas shit, which we're doing on the 8th. Consumerism abounded. Had BW3 while watching the first 2 plays of the Bears/Seahawks game, which was definitely the high point of the whole debacle. After leaving Target, we saw the pretty-new Lane store was going out of business, so we stopped in to poked around. Bought a 5 piece sectional cuz we're idiots like that and it was 1/3rd price. Came home, ellen wrapped presents while I researched ottomans or something.
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