Yeah, right. That's me alright. Party hardy.
I am ready to hit the tables. I've allotted two buy-ins a day, just in case I have the worst run of bad luck in my poker 'career'. Not that I'm counting on that to happen. I am hoping the trip pays for itself again.
Long time readers will remember that I went last year with a disadvantage that kept me from the tables for all but 12 hours in a five-day period. Gone. Two rivered three-outers this afternoon with all the money in on the turn, and I didn't bat an eye or miss a beat.
Today I packed my bags and stacked a cord of firewood. I made someone chuckle. I made a stranger shed a tear of joy. I watched a mother cut her son's hair on their patio and saw a young girl playing in the lower branches of a flowering tree.
Tomorrow DW and I are going to spend the day on one long date that will continue up to the point when she drops me off at the airport. I have promised to keep my phone charged.
Maybe by the time I get home those salamander newts will be swimming around in the pond.
I'll keep you updated.