I finally left the Vegas and CA area for the first time since February, when I moved to Las Vegas. After arriving at the Philadelphia Airport I decided to stop at a store to pick up a few things before I headed down to the Atlantic City area to stay with my friend Kenny "Kenny Rap" Weinstein.

I'd like to thank Kenny for his hospitality. Had I just been playing the main event at Borgata I'd probably have just stayed at the hotel, but I flew in a week ago so that I'd be out here and settled in before the World Championship of Online Poker kicked off.

Besides, I don't get to see Kenny enough now that I've made the move out West. We used to play a lot of online sessions together in Jersey before I moved, and he's fun to talk hands with since he has an interesting and sometimes unconventional approach to the game.

I'd also like send some hate and ill will towards the slew of mentally challenged roosters who live outside his place. These evil creatures will roost at ANY time of the day.

They try to get me to rise and shine at 3am, longgggg before the sun comes up, and are out there as I write this at 5:35pm roosting their little heads off.

They're lucky I don't have a gun...

One creature who is not so fortunate is Spongebob Squarepants. Like I was saying before I got sidetracked by Kenny and roosters, I stopped at a store to grab a few things on my way down.

As I was walking past an aisle after I had finished shopping, I noticed some Spongebob and Transformers piñatas. I figured it would be a fun way to relieve the stress that would come after Kenny and I had a long session and fruitless session of tournaments one night, so I decided to buy it.

We stuffed it full of some of the greatest candies known to man, and now he awaits his certain doom. He sits on death row in the closet, awaiting his painful stick beating.

We probably should have done it Sunday night after we lost close to $10k combined, but we spaced out until after the anger and settled into a lethargic blah-ness and decided to wait until the next time we are feeling destructive.

Fun pictures of his remains sure to come...

Matt Stout.

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