Illinois Gov. commutes all death sentences I can't imagine that the Texas system is any better than Illinois was. . .the systemic failure to provide justice through use of the death penalty in capital crimes is becoming more and more obvious with each passing act like this one. . .I can only hope that eventually even the State of Texas will come to realize this failure and reform or abolish the death penalty sentence as it is currently meted out.

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Ok so instead of dwelling on last night at 8am, I just remembered what I might be doing tonight. . .Last night, while trying to round up people to star in my personal Dallas bar scene nightmare, I call my friend Nish.  . .here's how that all goes down:

Nish: I'm not really up for going out tonight, think I'm just going to hang at ______'s house and chill out.

Brett: Ok, that's cool, we don't have a very big group (and I don't want you to find out that I got puked on anyway.)

Nish: But I'd love to go out tomorrow night. . .

Brett:  (still thinking he's going to have a great time in the near future) Sure let's go out tomorrow night, what do you have in mind?

Nish:  (you can hear her kind of figuratively scuffing the ground with her shoe, like a little kid with a secret, kind of grinning, kind of shy, but hoping for acceptance). . .Ummm. . .well. . .(scuff, scuff). . .the Fort Worth Rodeo is tomorrow night. . .(scuff, scuff, scuff. . .shy, impish grin)

Brett:  (long, pause, trying to think of something to say that would be witty, you see, Nish has always had a little trailer park in her, she drinks Natural Light 40s at poker, hell she plays poker so I'm usually not caught off guard but wow. . .didn't see that one coming) ahem . . .ummm. . .(nothing witty at this point). . .yeah well let me think about that and give you a call tomorrow, whaddya say to that?

Nish:  Yeah I think it'd be great fun, I'll do the research tonight and figure everything out.

Brett:  (Now needing a beer worse than before) yeah ok I'll ummm. . .I'll talk to you tomorrow. . .

And then I go out and have the best time one can have while not having any fun at all. . .and so now I'm starting to think, hell, can the rodeo really be worse than that?  I mean, it'll stink, there will be really drunk people there and as an added bonus to throw it over the top of last night which had both those things, there's always the chance for man-animal violence. . .

So I think I'm going to the Fort Worth Rodeo tonight. . .and the scary thing is,

I'm kind of looking forward to it. . .

Wow do nights get any worse than this one?  Don't answer, that's rhetorical.  Tomorrow this will be funny.  Tonight, a couple of my friends and I go out for pool and drinks after work.  We go to Cape Buffalo which is in North Dallas where the pretty people hang out.  Jeez, I don't even think I have the energy to tell this story.  Long story short:

Hanging out with three women, one of them turns out to be overserved.  She passes out in her barstool.  Manager says she has to go.  Now mind you, at this point, I have no idea who these women are.  I load her up, follow the other two to the car.  Somewhere along the way she throws up on me.  Great, this is exactly how I saw the evening going down.  I can't think of how this could have ended up better.  Oh wait, yeah in my dreams at least she didn't puke on me.  Put her in the car, the other two disappear for 20 minutes, I'm trying to make sure she's not going to die.

Finally, they show back up, get in their car, and leave.  This is my life.  I have to go back in to get my car keys because my buddy has tabbed out and left (who could blame him) and now here I am.  Ridiculous. 

And on top of all that, tonight could perhaps be the ultimate high of my career at shooting pool, and I'm no slouch in general.  But no one is going to remember that, I'm going to remember getting thrown up on.  Ridiculous. 

I'm going to take a shower. . .god I hope tomorrow night is half as exciting as tonight. . .

UPDATE:  It's still not funny. . .