Wednesday, December 15, 2004


I'm back, light on sleep and somewhat lighter on cash. I have plenty of stories, like being splashed when water started flowing from the ceiling. How I played poker against two world-class players (and received the expected ass-kicking), and exactly why I'm in the red (I planned to lose it, so it was no problem) for the trip: Black Sunday.

But now I'm home and thinking of crawling into bed shortly. Four days of next to no sleep will do that to you.

No comments: