Poker. Poker well. Poker often. She deserves it.

I taught my parents how to play poker last night.

I usually snub my nose at family togetherness only because it's nothing more than just an effort in guilt-tripping and "don't forget: you only THINK you know everything" and "yeah yeah, but you still keep your room a mess."

But, throw a little Courvoisier into the mix and, yeah, we can get along.

I can't BELIEVE I drank with my folks and brother. I told them about my super-secret plans... super secret vacation plans... so secret I can't tell ANYONE.

Anyone.

Anyway, somehow, I had a lot of fun! Teaching what hand beats what, teaching the finer points of bluffing... who knew?

In. Other. News.

Baaaah. That's it. I'm boring.