Expenses Without Receipt

Starting from Monday, February 17:

• Stopped by My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Division).  There was this one girl who is hot but may be a five-dollar chick.  I avoided embarrassment and left instead of giving her money.  Hope I didn't make the wrong choice, but I think she'll be OK if I am wrong and she accepts two bucks instead.  Coffee and tips: $9.
• Sunday the 16th was the day where we went to the Bayfield Ice Caves, and I got a coffee and hash browns at the Burger King in Superior, Wisc., but I paid by credit card, so no EWRs that day.  So I go back a day, to Saturday the 15th, when I went to the annual Swarm/Minnesota RollerGirls doubleheader.  Between games, when they were taking off the lacrosse artificial turf to reveal the flat track below, I cooled my heels at the corner bar at the Xcel Energy Center.  Got a drink, a Goose Island Honker's Ale.  I liked it and I thought I had never had it before, but I just remembered that I did, at last year's golf tournament.  Anyway, I cannot fucking believe what I paid.  Goddamn sports prices.  With tip it came out to -- gulp: $10.50.
• ETA an hour before the day turns to March 15 that I forgot to put in the amount for the ticket I scalped for the doubleheader: $15.
• With several minutes remaining in the MNRG's demolition of some All-Star team from Iowa, I bugged out early (swore I would never be the guy to leave a game early, but times are changing) to catch the opening night of an exhibition by a local musician/performance artist/transgender at the art gallery I go to.  Put in a small donation before I left after an hour.  It's not much, and much lower than the suggested donation according to the sign.  I kind of feel like I'm the owner's parents, giving him an amount of money that's useless in the world we live in now, and he just takes it just to humor me: $3.
• On Friday the 14th, after going to a place called Parkway Pizza because I was going to stay out that evening, I started to make my way to the U. in order to catch a men's hockey game, aka the reason I was staying out.  Before hitting Mariucci Arena I stopped by Bordertown Coffee to warm me up.  Coffee with tip: $2.25.
• My scalper asked for five more dollars for this ticket, against Michigan, than two weeks ago, when the Gophers played Michigan St.  What gives?  With program, hot dog and Coke: $29.75.
• Wednesday, February 12: Stopped by the place across the street from the place I work instead of taking a nap during lunch.  KFAN's The Common Man's annual Preposterous Statement Tournament (in its sixth year!) had its Selection Show, and as usual, it was glorious.  While listening I got a chili, as usual.  With tip: $3.50.
• After work I stayed out because I had a alumni club teleconference I had to listen in on, and I think I would have been distracted if I tried to conduct it at home.  I started off spending an hour at My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Edition), where I finally got that dance from Savannah for the first time she came back to work there.  That, along with coffee and tips from only three because I kind of bugged out on the fourth dancer: $29.
• I then went to Diamonds for the teleconference.  Decided to eat an early dinner there; besides, the other option would be to get a third cup of coffee, and I don't think my heart could take that.  I got the special, two hot dogs (two?) with chips.  Might as well get a Coke with that, too.  And I'll be goddamned if I didn't forget the total after I vowed to myself to remember it.  Shit!  I have to make up an amount, fuck.  And I forgot to take out my punch card, too.  Fuck me.  Uh ... with tip: $9.
• Going back to Monday the 10th, my last day in St. Louis.  I first left a tip for the housekeepers about to clean up my room, including the bath towel I ejaculated into.  Does anyone leave tips for housekeepers?  Total: $2.
• I then tipped the rental car shuttle bus driver who took me to the airport.  I wanted to give a tip to the person who drove me to the rental car place when I touched down in STL, but I didn't because it felt weird with two other people to tip the driver, especially if no one else does it.  Do people tip rental car shuttle bus drivers?  Have they ever?  Total: $1.
• I also think I picked up a quarter off the ground somewhere during the trip -- I'll just put it here.  An Infusion of: 25 cents.
• OK, Sunday, February 9 ... I'm glad I wrote these down in my day planner ... after trying out the Tilted Kilt for the first time (my thought on the girls: Eh ... my waitress was great and funny, but they're not as hot as the e-mail ads purport), I went to Ameristar, where I played slots once and won money, so I got the hell out of there.  An Infusion of: $6.
• I then went to Dollie's for some dick-pulling time.  Cover, beer, tips, a drink for this new girl who was very nice but wasn't feeling any horny vibes for, and **y: $72.
• After going back to the hotel, I started off my night by hitting Hollywood Casino, formerly known as Harrah's.  Won money playing slots one time there, as well, so yes, I left after that.  An Infusion of: $2.
• I then hit Hollywood Show Club.  I'll keep the details for my review, but suffice it to say a boring night became a pretty good one.  Cover, beer, tips and dances with two girls, ***a and ******a: $121.
• Saturday the 8th: Dollie's again.  Cover, beer, tips, and A*****: $76.
• Decided to keep wearing my porno pants up to Edwardsville because I got lost on the way to a casino hotel close enough where I could change in its bathroom.  Took in a Southern Illinois University-Edwardsville doubleheader where both Cougar basketball clubs faced Tennessee-Martin.  Both won!  In fact, the SIUE women's team became the first team to beat the Skyhawks in Ohio Valley Conference play.  OK, I think I'm the only non-alum to care about this.  Ticket, a hot dog, a bottle of Pepsi and one raffle ticket for the women's "Pink Cancer" raffle: $11.50.
• Afterwards I went to Lumiere Place, the beautiful casino in downtown St. Louis, and finally played craps.  And I eked out a profit there, too, an Infusion of: $26.
• Oh, fuck ... I hung out at the city's only 24-hour coffee shop, Coffee Cartel.  You'd think that with the two-plus hours I spent trying to balance my checkbook (even though I couldn't do much since I was on the last page of the register I had and I forgot the new ones I brought along with me) I would remember to write down the price of the (overpriced) bacon sandwich and coffee.  But I didn't.  So I'll pull an amount out of my ass again: $8.75.
• To Friday the 7th, where for some reason I got so ran down I didn't do much.  Did hit Dollie's for the second straight day, though, where I finally saw A*****.  Her, along with beer and tips (no cover because the asshole old man let me in for free): $75.
• Thursday the 6th was my trip to St. Louis, and I was able to make a beeline from the airport to Dollie's, the place where I basically was going to live in while I was down there.  My ATF, A*****, was not there, as I feared, but no matter, I wasn't going to let that break my stride.  Another girl, *****y, did that for me.  Cover, beer, tips and her: $69.
• I then stopped by the casino between Dollie's and the Scottrade Center to change from my porno pants and put on long underwear in order to brave the cold, windy weather on my way to the hockey game.  I had a few minutes left before I had to find parking in downtown St. Louis, plus I didn't know if I'd have time to hit this particular casino (I wanted to at least bet a little something in each of five casinos in the STL area).  Three pulls in two different slot machines.  I got some money on the third, and I thought that I should cut my losses, plus it was time for me to go.  Loss of: $6.
• St. Louis Blues game, and a very good matchup with Boston, a team that is one of the best, like the Blues.  But after squandering a 2-0 lead, the home team won in overtime by a rebound stuff by T.J. Oshie, a guy who moved to Warroad at 15, the current Olympic hero for the U.S. men's hockey team after scoring four of six times in the shootout win over Russia, and he of the really hot wife.  Ticket (at student rate; went legit at the box office, not to a scalper -- oh, and thanks to the National Car Rental guy for pointing out that Thursday nights are student nights!), hot dog, Souvenir-sized, unlimited-refill Pepsi, five bucks for the 50/50 raffle (this promotion is sweeping the nation, isn't it?) plus four bits for street parking add up to: $43.50.
• After the game and after changing in my hotel, I went up to the Pub Room in Alton, Ill. to see if the bartender girl will show her tits.  For the second time in a row, she didn't!  What a gyp!!  Bud with tip: $3.75.
• I then hit the Argosy, which is within walking distance.  There I tried slots and I suffered the largest damage to my wallet in my short times at the casino: $15.
• Wednesday, February 5 ... I bought some chocolate truffles for work, but unlike last week, when it was a bit hit, I had several people decline.  People don't like chocolate truffles?!?!  So I had this surfeit of chocolate and nowhere to give them away.  But then I remembered the time I unloaded cake from an alumni club function to My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Version).  More than half the cake was left over, but they took it all.  So why not nine pieces of chocolate?  So I went there instead of Barnes & Noble.  And although it was a struggle, they took them all, especially the nice waitress who took three pieces and the box.  The coffee, by the way, was free because the waitress said the bartenders were too damn busy to help her pour the coffee for her, so she had to do it herself.  The total is for tips to the strippers only: $8.
• Had chili at the place across the street from work anticipating it was my last day.  Actually it wasn't, but I still went.  With tip: $3.50.

Oh, shit ... even with only 11 days between EWRs I'm still frustrated at how many expenses I forgot.  I need to get even better at this.  Well, at least I'm done, I think.  Through to February 17.