its the sport of kings...not hobos...

ahhh...a night of nice outfits, betting on horses, drinkin beer and being classy...thats what i call a friday night...

me and c and s headed down to hastings race track last night to test our chances at winning...and we did not so bad...shaz totally beat the crap out of chad and i but then again she knew what she was doing and we had no friggin clue...

we started by picking horses purely on the coolness of their name...and we lost...so we tried picking horses by their odds...and we won...then we did a combination and got cocky and we would have won somewhat big but chad didnt listen to me and bet on the wrong thing so we didnt win as much as we could...tho we were only betting 2 bucks a pop...

shaz was crazy good and was winning all this money and chad and i just sat there and were like WTF...shes the master...we need to learn from her...

the view from the stands is friggin amazing beacuse you get to sit there and look at the mountains and its so beatiful and makes you love the city 100 times more then you already did...and aside from the crazy old asian dudes the fart behind you and smoke crazy smelling cigars its a pretty sweet place to spend your time and your money...

humm...i wonder what i will be doing next friday night...

p.s. thanks shaz for the pictures cause my damn camera sucks!