That was a lot of driving...

So Saturday I ended up being at work until about 7. Now my boy Big Mike had been talking earlier in the week about having a room in pheonix on saturday night and how he wanted to go up and see the Diamondbacks game on Sunday. Well I'm sitting on my couch at like 7:30 and my phone rings. It's Big Mike and Danny-Van. They were just hitting the road and wanted to see if they should swing through. So I say fuck it, grab a toothbrush and my hair shit and boom, we are in the car heading to Phoenix..

It was kinda cool, I had never seen the Hoover dam. We ended up at some gas station in god knows where, and hung out with the the one toothed gas station guy for a few minutes. We we're just bullshitting with him, playing scratch-offs and shit. He was having so much fun, I think we really made his night. I should have gotten a picture. He really had one fuckin' tooth, I swear to god...

So we finally get to the Hilton in Phoenix (fully comp'd room thanks to big mike), and want to go out. The only problem is that all the bars and shit close at 2 o'clock out there. I think we arrived at like 1:50 or something. So Big Mike and Danny-Van role out in search of 24 hour food, which apparently was also very hard to find, but they found it. Some Mexican place. Anyway we finally got to sleep and woke up the next day to go to the D-backs game. We rolled out, and proceeded to head to the game. We went 15 minutes in the wrong direction, thanks Danny, but ended up finding out where it was. We had to suck down a couple beers on the roof of the parking garage before going in to pay $10 a beer.

So we role into the game eventually and it actually was pretty cool because Santana was pitching for the Mets. I was also pretty excited to see Upton in action. I of course bet the D-backs at G.V. when we were on the way to Phoenix. So it sucked because they lost, but I did get my drink on and had a great time anyway. At one point Big Mike and I were trying to find the hard alcohol booth because I was drinking Makers Mark and Coke's. It was the same price as a large beer, so I just went for it. It got pretty crazy at one point. These two like 55 year old guys in front of us were doing shots of Crown Royal. So I was thinkin' "oh shit, I wanna get down on that." So I jump in and say "Hey guys, can my buddy and I get down?" I had my money out. I wasn't trying to get him to buy it or anything. The guy thought I was gay and trying to pick him upor something. So he goes "I don't really get down, like I'm not getting naked or something." It might not have been exactly that, but it was something crazy like that. But I said to him, "Bro, no ones getting naked unless we get some chicks over here!" He was like, "Oh!!!!" and boom, Big Mike and I are taking shots of crown with these older guys laughin' and what not. He said he had kids my age. It was tight. So we get back to our seats with our drinks and see Danny sitting there. So we sit down and as we watch the game we keep hearing this lady scream. She was going crazy with these giant flags. She was cheering for every single player when they went to bat like they were home own kid. I swear to god.

We left at the middle of the 9th to try to avoid the traffic on the way outta the garage. We were all pretty toe up (messed up.) Big Mike tried not to drink too much though because he was driving. So we get out pretty easy, and started our mult-hour drive back to Vegas. We stopped in Laughlin on the way back just to check it out. I hadn't seen it and they wanted to do a little gamblng, so we went into two different places. It was short and sweet though. So now I'm finally back home and damn it feels good.

Yesss Derby Eveee!!!!!!!!!!

So having been in race the last 6 months, I've actually taken quite an interest in horse racing. I've even been known to bet an exacta or two at SouthPoint. Sometime's I even bet to win, sometimes trifectas, shit when I have a little bankroll I'll bet wheeled out dollar supers. I get crazy sometimes. Anyways, I did hit two tri's tonight in back to back races while I was putting in my derby bets. After investing about forty something into the first race the tri paid back fifty-five. The next race I invested another forty something. The tri paid twenty-two. I was down a little, but had finally gotten all my bets in. See, I'm a courtious better. I went up when nothing was anywhere near post, and put in a few bets. Then I would go back up when no one was about to bet and put in the rest. As soon as someone got behind me, I would pay for what was there and back off. So anyway, I finally have them all in and I'm ready to leave, but I notice a race like zero minutes to post. What do I do? I play the numbers on the spot. Just like a lottery (right Chris). So at the window I start firing using the numbers I had thought were decent in a bunch of different combintations. Ya know, like Brett or Mike (the dog guys). Anyways I dropped about eighty on a race pretty much with a big dumb smile on my face just dickin' around. Now how is it that I play like ten different combinations of things and it comes in the one fuckin' way I don't play it? I mean it's all good though. I'm sure it made me look cool to someone around! Holla!

Now I know what you're thinking... What is Mikey Millz's rating on the coolest young adult in the worlds scale, and what are his derby pics? Now As for my derby picks, I believe with all of my hair wax that they are a lock. Now I know how much Murray enjoys my pictures, so here are my bets boys.

*See here is where I was gonna take pictures of my tickets, but the numbers on the tri and super wouldn't come out clean. So I'll just tell you. And I'll just use numbers, because I know you all will of course know the names of all the horses, like and good Hilton Superbook employee would. Ok, Four dollar exacta box 10 / 4-8-9-15. One dollar tri, 4-8-9-10 / 4-8-9-10-15 / 4-8-9-10-15-20. Another one dollar tri 10-20 / 4-9-10-20 / 4-8-9-10-15-20. Then a one dollar super 4-9-10 / 4-9-10 / 4-9-10-20 / 4-8-9-10-20. I hope I win a billion dollars. I could really use it. Anyways how hot are those picks!? Red Hot if you ask me.

So now on one other note before tommorow. I felt the need to buy something new. I was looking around online, and found this bad-ass new phone. So I run to the store one day and don't see it out for sale. There was this spanish chick working at the counter so I asked her if she new anything about it. She was like, "Oh yeah I actually have some in the back. It's such a cool phone!" I was like I know bitch, now go fuckin' get it! Na na, I'm just playing, I called her a hoe not a bitch. Annyywwaayyysss I got the new Envy2. Check it out Andy you little bitch. Oh, and I'm using pictures cause I know Murray loves when I use pictures...

So yeah, tommorow should be exciting. Lets go 4 and 10. I'm sure I'll have some fun stories for you guys from after the weekend. Awwww yeeaahhhh....