So then, who pays your Mal.?
Stay tuned, ex-New York Mets-looking-at-Yankee-laden-with-Rocket playa.
My post will reveal some hippocracy on my part.
Yep.
I admit it.
But I can
EXPLAIN. 
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🙄
Stay tuned.
I'm off this week, so it'll happen this week.
I'll haffta pre-empt myself with a cuppla
Petrone margaritas.
To make sure my prose-juices are flowing.
Its coming.
Between my boss's surgery and my subsequent committment to her convalescense, the WSOP tourneys in New Orleans this week, my new trolling motor-paid-for-by-the-WSOP, my one-year-old running around trying to eat Crayola crayons, my four year old incessantly saying, no matter what your reply:
"DAD? DAD? DAD?"
"UHHHHH....DAD? DAD? WHATCHA DOIN????"
"DAD? DAAAAADY!!!!???"
"DAD?"
Jet: "Yeah, Soog?"
Soog: "UHHHH.....WHATCHA DOIN?????"
(the above verbal contact with said toddler is real life interaction. I really couldnt make this s hit up.)
Anyway, between above s hit,
STAY TUNED.