My ex-manager and friend now lives in Utah - probably one of the lesser known meccas of outdoor activities. He loves skiing and mountain biking and seems to engage in a lot of outdoor activities. One time he almost drowned his kids in a white water rafting trip. Like I always say, it's hard to get hurt sitting on your ass all day.
So my first week of work, the markets are slow so he calls a broker to take us to a Yankee game. Man, prop trading really had its awesome moments. If you ever wondered who would pay those exorbitant rates for field level seats at Yankee Stadium, it's mostly companies that have to entertain clients. The view from there is so awesome - like you could almost slap Tino Martinez (the old first baseman) in the ass. Not sure where the ghey imagery is coming from - maybe I'm still a little perturbed by the "threesome with a guy."
At the time, we were business casual, which meant we didn't have to wear a suit, but I had to keep a jacket and tie in the office because I never knew when we were getting taken out to for lunch. We ate at some of the best restaurants in Manhattan. Sadly, I only worked with him for a little over a year because the bank had a bad year and they stiffed him on his bonus. So he did what any normal person would do and left for better pay at a hedge fund.
It was great seeing them again. Lately, we've been trying to get better with the smoker so we made... you guess it wings and ribs. This time, I tried 3 hours smoking, 2 hours in foil, and 1 hour more smoked. Still not tender. I have no idea how to get these ribs tender!!! Mrs. Fly liked the ribs (because she likes them with a little chew), but it's starting to annoy me that I can't get the ribs fall-off-the-bone tender. My sister braises them in wine and herbs, but I didn't get a smoker so that I can bake them in the oven!!! I need some Pitmaster coaching.
Poker is just soooo painful right now - the only way I can win a hand is if some guy gets cold-decked. Because at all other times, if I don't get a bad river card, it's a bad turn card. Sometimes, FT is merciful and they just screw me on the flop so there is no anticipation. Thank you sir! May I have another!


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