Six weeks from now, I’ll be able to officially resume a more formal and satisfying wardrobe, for now, comfort and what works well with a 10 pound arm brace. I over the moon that surgery has come and gone but highly disappointed that my shoulder doesn’t go “chu chu chu” when I move like the Six Million Dollar Man from when I was growing up. Next time. On top of that, did I mention we’re at 75 degrees on the Bayou today?? The shirt, True Classic The shorts, Polo The shoes, Sketchers Slip on (I can’t tie my shoes for a while and the wife won’t always be home to assist) The scent, Hero Eau de Parfum by Burberry The watch, Stuhrling The hair, by me and one handed, woo hoo! Make it a good day.

Tim was partially right. Although my choir director buddy Allen Bean from Good Shepard Episcopal Church and I went to O’ Tooles and sat frequently at the booth with the McGuire family crest on our weekly sojourn to the pub in Richmond, VA after choir practice- it wasn’t until about 2004 when I joined the band with Timmy that I fully embraced my heritage. Tim would have loved the bells and smells mass today as we celebrated his life. One of our two girl singers in our band was the Cantor and not only did we do St. Patrick’s Breastplate as the processional, but she did a solo Celtic blessing in Gaelic and another in Latin. Provincially the article I sent to the paper weeks ago was printed today as was the re opening of our favorite pub ( the two owners -one in a fireman’s kilt - and my favorite bartender are in the pics shown). I couldn’t have ever anticipated a better celebration of my very best friends life! A long tearful celebratory day. OOTD Black linen blazer Orvis Waxed Cotton blackwatch waste coat White silk pocket square Black silk tie Grey flannel trousers Black Byford OTC socks J Fitzpatrick captoes 1949’s Bulova Watch. https://www.claremoreprogress.com/news/farewell-to-the-worlds-largest-leprechaun/article_42394c03-33fa-4848-832e-cedcf1a56f86.html

Last night arrived at 730 to deal craps for one of the companies I work with. I show up and no tables. 5 dealers on site now. The one in charge said the tables were two hours late to another party. He quits and leaves. (Behind the scenes frustration) as we all haven't been paid from last weekend either. Party host asking questions that I can't answer. Did talk at length with another roulette deaker that has worked for her for four years. Said this isn't the first time. Did learn he had worked for Resistol Hat Company for 25 years full time traveling the world shaping cowboy hats at Rodeos! So interesting. I.was able to keep the remaining dealers on site and eventually the truck showed up after 10pm. The party casino was supposed to be 8-11. Coordinating with the party host we agree to stay and play to midnite is our boss paid us for it. It was agreed and we did play after the tables showed up. The truck was so over packed and that crew had a night. Not there fault either but the owner over promised and over booked. She definitely lost future business and probably lost most of her dealers. The party host tipped all the dealers $50! Wasn't expecting that! One more casino party for this company on Sunday night. She still owns me close to $1000. I will show up and work so I get my money but it might be it working for this company.