It’s all their fault! Damn Bloggers! Love them with all my heart and little, weird, brain twists as I keep racing back across the city to hang out with them. NFR is in town, cowboy hats, major belt buckle city, and cowboy boots are everywhere and traffic’s backed up until hell won’t have it but I keep fighting my through it just to hang out with the bloggers for a few days.

Since I don’t have time to write – big tournament tomorrow and I need a few hours of sleep before it kicks off – here are a few of the culprits…to be named later:

Some of them were up all night drinking – one of them had to be transported to his room by security in a wheel chair – you know who you are Dave. More later.