I may have traded seventeen screens of football and horse racing for Blues Clues when I got out of bed this morning, but my mind is still processing another great time during the WPBT Winter Classic.
New friends revealed.
Old friends cherished.
Thank you again for putting up with this man/child for three days. I'll do a proper write up once the angry bees in my head leave and I get used to the single digit weather again.
Congrats to The Rooster on his win at the tourney, and thanks to Falstaff for getting such an awesome structure that allowed us to play poker instead of a slot machine.