staying at the Suncoast, nice room, not above the ordinary, looking down over my old digs section of town, but my immediate – straight down – view is the roof of the valet/registration entrance.  Glad I didn’t come for the view.  I suppose it’s good in a way, if I had to throw a chair through my window and escape in an emergency, I’d only have to drop about 3 floors, better than 7 or 8.  Yah, I think of those things.

I will be heading out shortly to meet a few of my blogging buddies at MGM.  Marie is going to meet me there, and hopefully Sylvia Hart will make it when she escapes the time clock at Bellagio.  Bellagio is rocking and rolling right now – so happy I’m sitting out that dance.  One of our young writer/players is there doing the tango at the tables – Peter Neff.

Gracie and Sweet Pablo are getting married tomorrow.  I hope to be there for the vows.  Poker rocks, bloggers rule.  Catch up with me tomorrow.