I played in three poker tournaments on Monday night, and lost out in all three before getting “in the money.” I don’t feel too bad about it though, cause each time I got busted out, I had the best hand when I went all in, and got beat by a longshot draw that the other people probably wouldn’t have called me with if they’d realized what I held.

Last night, William wanted to go visit his Grandma quite badly (maybe he hoped that he’d get to watch the end of Godzilla vs. Mothra or something) so after checking if it was ok with her, we dropped him off for a couple of hours. With the newfound spare time, Erin and I worked on the drywalling in the basement. It went really well, and I think it’s going to look great when it’s done. We got two pieces cut and screwed to the wall, now there’s just the one last piece to go up, and the reassembly of the drop ceiling, and we’re ready to mud it all down. The hope is that we can have the wall ready for painting when Erin goes to Edmonton, so she can buy some of the special “screen paint” that I’ve read about - Goo.

Simpson’s quote of the day: “Y’know, you look a little flushed. Maybe you should eat more vegetables and less people…” - Marge