Come see my webcam!

Um, no. I can't even look at myself in the mirror.

But we did have an assortment of railbirds in the WPBT Yahoo! chatroom last night that dropped by offering to show how to operate stolen dildos in various orifices. Bless their slutty hearts. I don't know who *cough* Doc *cough* invited these wonderful ladies to our chat last night but thanks. Mucho thanks for those in the chat room for putting a smile on my face, I needed it (more downturning event later...).

I wish I had some exciting tournament report in which I made it far into the tournament only to lose to a coin flip or a three outer... but I don't. I lost because I didn't bet someone off their inside nut straight draw, compared to filling my draw as well (but a lower straight). I was out an unceremonious 2nd to last. I'd blame a bunch of distractions and yada yada, but I'm the one who hit the all-in button and sent myself to an early departure. THINK MCFLY THINK! Sigh. Maybe next time.

This weekend up at the cabin was supposed to be a relaxing one and it was for the most part. It was supposed to be in the 60s with a slight chance of rain. Instead we got 30s with sleet and snow. Did they hire Brick Tamland do to the weather reports? Is it really that tough to come within 30 degrees of the actual temp? The chicks on Naked News do a better job of forcasting the weather then the locals and look better doing it.

The weather got me into a pretty foul mood for the weekend. I did enjoy a round of golf in between the blizzards. A little brisk, but after the first couple of holes the layer of ice melts off and you feel fine. I didn't get to the casino as planned since we spent most of the time opening up the cabin and getting it ready for the summer but we did play a little poker at least. To tell you how foul of a mood I was in... I didn't want to play after awhile, even semi-drunk. First time for everything I guess.

Sunday morning we packed everything up early since it looked more like December then May outside and traveled back home so I could fire up the WSOP blogger qualifier (see results above), the wife went to work on some stuff around the house. After a half hour or so she came downstairs with a concerned look on her face. I thought maybe she'd found my stash of Busty Babes in Cheerleader Uniforms Washing Cars magazines, but since she wasn't holding my suitcase full of clothes I figured it was something else.

Mold.

She scraped away a bad caulking job on the tub upstairs to reveal what they (the previous owners of the house) were hiding. Now we have to take showers in the little cube fit for solitary confinement until the sheetrock can be replaced. We're praying that the mold is confined to just the sheetrock around the tub since there's no water damage to the plywood underneath the tub. Sigh. Top that with Little Drizz catching a cold and it wasn't a relaxing weekend.

Thanks for dropping by folks now go visit CarrieILoveSex_29's webcam as she listed her occupation as "self-pleasuring" and ask BG about the size of her ankles.