One good, one bad

I will post about two things. First, yesterday was fun. Mr Bob and I did nothing but clean the house, do (a ridiculous amount of) laundry, shop and cook. It was a lovely relaxing day of puttering around the house doing chores and reading some of the 4 feet of books we got over Christmas. It was just a lovely day.

Now a small rant. On Saturday we hosted poker which was a good time. (I made 50 cents over 8 hours of play-Think I should turn professional?) However we had one guest, who may qualify as "most boring person ever". He had two topics of conversation, one was how cool and impressive his supervisor for his Masters was ( who is a raging alcoholic, but also one of Canada's best chemists) and something else.

And.he.would.not.shut.up.

And.he.played.really.really.slowly.

And after he had lost all the money he was willing to lose, he stayed for another couple hours, talking non stop, mainly to the most distractable player. One of our friends, of whom I am quite fond, is somewhat useless at poker, as he cannot talk (or listen) and still keep playing. He is utterly incapable of multitasking.

The other topic was a free trip he was going to take in a month that was free. I just remembered that. Did I mention it was free?

After he left, a couple other people started digging into him for being boring and breaking up play. I refrained and defended him ("at least he consumed excess oxygen" sorta defense) as I'm not found of tearing people apart behind their back. I prefer to do it to their face or just stay quiet.

But I will break my rule, as you guys don't know him.

HE WAS SO BORING AND SELF ABSORBED I WAS READY TO SCREAM.

I still feel bad about the fact I won't invite him back.