Saan Deeyago... I Believe it's Spanish...
I love this place. I love how life just leads us into random places in random ways. My cousin is getting married tonight and I had planned on coming down for a while now. Then, about a week ago I caught up with my good buddy Jay from Minnesota who I knew was living in San Diego and he invited me to come and stay. I have heard wonderful things about this house and was like, "I'm in." Then, on the same day, I found myself at some random bar/casino/lounge called Lake Mead Lounge that I had never been to before with the roomies and a bunch of peeps from Half Shell. I was not drinking more than a beer here and there (unusual) so I was actually coherent enough to ask out the bartender and have at least a one percent chance of getting a positive response rather than my standard zero percent. Furthermore, I haven't randomly asked somebody out in, like, as long as I can remember really. She naturally said, "Well, why don't you leave me your number," and I thought to myself, "Good game Devo." Drawing dead really.So, fast forward to Monday night and we're back to the usual nonsense at the local bar and I get a call from a random 702 number. I had given up all hope so answered the phone wondering who it was and it was Summer the bartender. Sweet! Chatted for a bit, and she asked if I wanted to go to San Diego with her. Any chick that is nuts/spontaneous enough to take a random road trip with a random guy is right up my alley. I was already planning on going to San Diego anyways so we drove down together, kicked it at her friends house for a couple of days, and then I took her to the airport to take a one way back last night. Best part was that she took the plane back cause she had to work, not because she hated me! Good times.
So, after that I headed up to Jay and Dave's pad (last night). I had recently discovered that Mike Pickett was also hanging at the house, so I was stoked to see my three buddies. I literally laughed out loud when I saw their place. It's right on the boardwalk on Mission Bay on the ocean side in Mission Beach. The entire east wall is sliding glass doors with a wonderful view. It's a sick bachelor pad.
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Pretty sick, eh? I was chatting with Mike about how long he had been here. He said he came here for a week about three weeks ago. After the week he flew back to Minnesota, stayed for three days, and flew straight back. He talked about how awesome it is with the community and location in general. "We're up early every day, play poker online, work out, eat healthy, and then go out every night." Jay has dubbed the room "The Money Factory." Today in the Money Factory, Paul played a guy 25-50 NL heads-up while cooking hamburgers on the barbecue outside for everybody. Paul won.
I must say that I'm pretty envious. It's awesome that a group of guys can live in community and encourage each other in everything from their poker games to their diets. They invited me to hang out as long as I want, so I think I'm going to stick around for a bit. I hope that I can work on my game some. Perhaps these guys can help me find some of my leaks that I have right now. Plus, I've been here for one day and had a great time.
Tonight one of their roomies turns 21 at midnight. That sealed the deal for me. I'm coming back down after the wedding. I'm stoked.
Peace and good luck,
Devo
posted by Devo @ 2:52 PM
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