This could be the big finale of what started two posts ago. BTW I had a crazy dream about poker last night. I have to write about it, it’s too insane not to. In the meantime, back to the follow ups of In the Beginning.
I dream more about poker now than I think about it. Stress dreams it seems, always manifesting in a poker room or situation where I’m late and need to be pushing the lineup or the cards are cut weird or stuck together, or the tables are 20 feet long or some such nonsense. Continue reading In the beginning – follow up