I'm hoping to be able to start writing on the random PoT fics I have running around in my head so I can get them finished and start back up on TDC and my other WIPs. Doing a close to open shift on the weekends sucks yeggs and I've been running on only a couple of hours of sleep for the last two days. Got some good reading time in though. What my managers don't know so won't hurt them.
And I'm going to study how to be a card counter. Not so I can start gambling, I watch way too many people a day lose their money to even think about that, but so I know what to look for on the tables. We have a poker bonus blackjack game that is really popular and, if we're not careful, can really clean us out. The 25 to 1 payouts alone can be murder to deal with. (no pun intended there) We had a guy in a couple days ago who was playing a bet spread of 6 over 2 hands to 50 over three with the bonus in play and was winning and losing pretty spectacularly for the whole day. I thought he was up to something because that kind of a spread can mean trouble, but one of our dealers - Bad-bad or Brandon to give his real name - said there wasn't a chance in hell of the guy counting. And he recommended a book to study because it has nice indexes in the back of various things counters will do on a given hand for various systems. So, back to school time again.
We had a pug party today. I had to work, but Mum said there were at least 30 pugs in our yard at any given time. I'm actually really depressed I had to miss it, and there was an 8-week-old puglet there. That's about how old my Jasmine was when I was able to bring her home for the first time. They're so tiny at that age. Mum did say that about halfway through the party Rocky had to give up and go inside for a nap. He's going to be seven in a couple of months and, while that's not old for a pug, he doesn't get a lot of exercise either.
In honor of the pugs, here's Rocky helping clean up after another party.
That's the whipped cream bowl from the blender. Monty had already taken a turn. We kinda don't follow the rules about no human food for dogs around here. Or our cats, now that I really think about it.
You can't see it because this was taken with my cell phone, but he has whipped cream in his ruff. It was so cute.