The Scamming Incident

So the 4 nights in Riga have passed.
And I'm proud to say we were drunk from the time we lifted off from Trondheim on Monday until we arrived back this Friday.

It didn't exactly get off to a great start.
Well... It was fun, but we lost a guy.
Fortunately we found him again before we headed to club.
We found out there were no people there, so we got the brilliant idea of heading next door to a shabby looking pub/club.

Drunk as we were we got talking to some decent looking women, well the only women in the club.
This one girl asked my mate to buy them a bottle of wine.
Well, that was the beginning of the end of that night.
He drank the wine, I got a sip and we though it was great.
We knew it was a pretty cheap wine, so we had no issues with that.
It wasn't until we had to pay our bill that we realized how fucking shitty that hole was.

In Norway the bottle costs about €10.
At that club we had to pay... wait for it... €250
That's right! And if we hadn't paid, I'm sure we wouldn't have had all our limbs in the right places.

So after all that fun two of us decided to head back immediately, not including me, so we kept talking to these girls.
After all, when you pay €250 for a bottle of wine, you have to finish it.
So I was talking to one of the girls, but my drunk mind convinced me that she was in on the scam.
I really don't think she was now, but I was 100% sure right there.
And when she asked for my number I pulled the old switcharoo and left the place immediately.

That was the second mistake of the night.

I got into a white taxi.
Now, all the state owned and more secure taxis are red.
And I was alone.
After driving for a short while the taxi driver started asking me if I wanted some company tonight.
I thought to myself: "What? I'm not gay"
I said: "Nooooooo"
"You not want girls?" he said.
I brightened up a bit, but I'm not the biggest fan of prostitution either, as both my left and right hand can do that job to a decent standard, and I know I like myself.

As we closed in on the hotel I just threw some money, way too much money, at the guy and ran.
And as if this city hadn't fucked me over enough that night, I woke up with the biggest headache ever and had to throw up 15 times before it calmed down and I could restart project drunk Latvia.

PS: If you're ever in Latvia, never visit the shit hole next to Roxy.

Prop Bet Dos - Tennis

In June, me and my earlier mentioned friend will play a tennis match for the ages.
We've bet on a per set basis, so if I get crushed I will lose a substantial amount.
But I just won't let that happen.
Now I'm going to work really hard, because this is as much about pride as it is about money.
I can't really afford to lose my pride, it's too costly.

And as I also have nothing against getting in better shape, this would really help as I can't wait to get back to playing tennis.
Now obviously there are no conditions to play outdoors when it snows, but I have my ways of getting some practice.

One thing I'll do is brush the dust of my Wii and play some Wii Sports.
It's not the best alternative, but certainly better than playing tennis indoors and destroying windows.

Prop Bet - FIFA 09

I've now faced the facts.
I suck at FIFA.
I can blame my horrible luck as of lately, but that's not something I can do anything about.
What I can do something about is my skill, and I intend to do so.

So me and my mate Finni decided to have a little prop bet.
On Sunday the 8th March we'll play a best out of 5 series to determine who is the best.
And seing as I just got my ass wooped, I need some hard practice.
I won't disclose any details of my plan here, as Finni is sure to read it.
But it involves both mental and physical work.

I will not face being worse than him at anything and I will be the worst loser ever if I don't win this.

(Tickets will not be sold for this match)

Those A-ha guys were Norwegian, they didn't even know what they were singing!

Currently I have the worst sleeping pattern in history.
Like Norwegian band "The September When" sings: "I sleep all day and stay up all night".
Very good band, but lyrically strange (and not very deep).

Anyway, now I'm up all night, and sleep far too long.
But I can't seem to stop it.
It started with long poker sessions into the early morning, but even though I'm no longer playing until morning, I can't sleep!

It's so annoying, and it really needs to change when I start working again in March.
Even more so when I start school.
It's not so cool sitting up until 08:00 watching TV shows I've already seen before while downloading even more shows I've seen before.

Right now I can't complain though, as there is some A-ha at the beginning of season 2.

So follow my efforts on trying to get my sleeping pattern back... and wish me luck, because I need it.

Going to Latvia

So I'm going to the largest city in the Baltic states with some friends.
We're going to drink, play poker, watch hockey and just have a brilliant time, as I know these guys really know how to party.

We'll be looking to teach the local poker mob a few lessons in the tournaments at the Olympic Voodoo Casino.
Hopefully we won't get killed by the locals, but just to be safe I'll post and fold if I get heads-up.

In the meantime I'll be looking to log some serious poker time, hopefully playing 30+ SNG's every day, as I've now realized that they are my bread and butter.
Even though they are my bread and butter, sometimes I want something else, because let's face it; Bread and butter is boring food.

To round of this post, I have a movie recommendation for you all:
Religilous.
A documentary about the world's religions, made by a man who does not believe in anything, Bill Maher.
It's entertaining, and it makes believers into non-believers, and that's great!