Novac Can Put Me To Sleep

Just a quick update on the goings on here in Sin City.  First, as you certainly have noticed by now Chris, Tanner, and I have decided to implement both a joke of the day and a quote of the day. The joke will most likely be a terrible Tanner pun or a brilliant dagger aimed at Tanner by yours truly. This may be a horrid idea but we hope it proves entertaining. Also, just a heads up, we have received several recommendations from friends and family members suggesting that what we are doing would make a great TV show and that we should pitch it to various networks. We too agree that we are incredibly badass for our nerve and daring and feel strongly that any network  would be lucky to acquire our services, thus we have begun the process of pitching our own reality show to various TV networks. I mean after all, if the Execs at MTV think Teen Mom is viable I can't imagine that a show in which the three of us live the American dream wouldn't be wildly successful. 

Now that the news matters are taken care of, on to today's story. Now as some of you know I have long harbored desires of being a professional gambler and my primary impetus for inciting this sojourn was to ply my trade in the city where gambling is actually legal. I fancy myself highly knowledgeable about the world of mixed martial arts and have had minor success out here gambling on the outcome of fights so far. However, last night my compatriots and I decided to forge new ground in our personal world of sports betting by deciding we were Tennis aficionados as well.  For whatever reason we decided that though we know next to nothing about Tennis we were pretty sure Novac Djokavic was gonna murdalize Andy Murray on his way to the Grand Slam title, so I put my money where my dumbass mouth was and dropped a considerable sum on the Novac to advance to the finals.  12 hours later, Novac and Murray are locked in an epic struggle at 3 AM Pacific time with Murray straight hustling tiring, ailing Djockavic. Needless to say I was considerably upset at the prospect of losing a tidy sum on what I thought was a clear lock.  Midway into the 3rd set -when Murray was really hitting his stride- I gave up the money as lost and settled into a depressed slumber, sadly awaiting the announcement that I am out a bunch of money and Tanner following up with the inevitable "Looks like the  Djokes on you!" pun. Next thing I know it is 7AM and Tanner is yelling at me that the Djoker pulled it out in a 5 set nail biter. Thank God I went to bed because the life tilt I was on would have been exacerbated 100-fold had I stayed up to watch. There is a 82% chance I'd have had a coronary in the 5th set just from yelling at the TV. Luckily, none of that happened and now we are riding high here in Sin City! That Serb sure is a great guy. Until next time.

-Jed

PS: Also thought I would include a copy of the cover letter I am attaching to my applications for jobs at Casinos.

Dear Selection Committee,

I moved to Las Vegas 5 days ago on a whim and after spending a few days touring the various casinos I would like to commend you for what I consider to be the most exciting and promising hotel in a sea of thrilling opulence. In addition to my praise I would like to offer you my services.

I'm the stone cold nuts and you would be foolish not to hire me. I am hard working and dedicated and would make a wondrous addition to your team. I chose to apply to this particular casino/hotel because I found the overall scheme impressive and the ambiance alluring. If you choose to hire me I will gladly work any position and shifts available.

If you are interested in my services feel free to contact my references but I can save you some time and tell you what they will say about me. All of them will inform you that I am supremely talented if wildly narcissistic and intensely stubborn. This is all true and I'll go on to say that I have a healthy contempt for idiocy and those whom I consider fools (which happens to be a majority of the populace).

I can work 400 days a year and live on any reasonable wages. If you think I'd fit in with your organization contact me; if not, I'm sure you will be fine anyway.

Sincerely,

Jed K. Meshew II