I was tired from a long day at work and the project on the screen was beginning to blur. I had more work to do, but my brain was rebelling in full force. "We need recreation and we need it now!" I suppose it was the dial-a-shot from a couple of fellow degenerates that tipped the balance between responisibility and what the hell.
That's what lead me to, of course, the virtual tables and a 4 hour climb to the top of the mountain in the wee hours of a school night.
I'm still reeling - I'm thinking any second now the alarm clock is going to to go off and reality will splash me in the face with a cold "it was only a dream" glass of water.
But folks, let me just say this - a certain soon-to-be-officially-a senior-citizen will be taking a seat in a certain well know series of poker tournaments coming up in a few short months - here's what happened...
