By OzzieGrinder on May 28th, 2008 (more posts by author)

last night was interesting, I was playing blackjack with Michael a mate of mine. After 30min I was up $350 and was getting quiet pissed, then all of a sudden this guy (who was built like a tank) walks up to the table and slams a 10 green backs on the table. I look at him and think fuck I know this dude. Sure enough I catch a glimpse of his ear, but it wasn't there. Then it all clicked it was Chopper Read, a famous retired bikie in Australia. Now days he writes children's books!!

Any way after 10min of chatting to him Michael says (quite loudly mind you) "DUDE WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR EAR, DID TYSON GET A HOLD OF YOU?" As he was saying this I was punching him in the arm telling him to shut up and shitting myself at the same time, sure enough chopper was good about it and told him it got bit off in prison and then he bought a round of drinks. As it turns out he is a really nice guy and tells one hell of a story.

The poker has been quiet for me lately, haven't had the motivation to sit down and play. I have played golf a few times this week, shot 77 and 74 at riversdale of the members tees which I was happy about. This weekend I am going to go play Albert Park, which is supposed to be quiet nice and then hit the green felt at the crown. I will let you guys know who it all goes.