Kyle on Derby

Dee and I got ourselves some Kentucky Derby this weekend. 150,000 fans, 11 races, umpteen horses and umpteen jockeys, bets a-plenty, and enough mint juleps to pave the goddamn mason dixie.

The infield was the largest tailgate party I've ever been to, complete with drunkenness, belligerance, trash and beer, and some lovely sunburns. Dee and I lost money overall, although I won some on my pick of the winner. That's right, I rule. Dee placed a bet on first, second and third place horses, which wound up coming in last, second to last and third to last. She's a sage, only in reverse.

Also, Juleps are pretty tasty.