Last night I snuck out to Rob’s place for a poker night. It was lots of fun, even though I lost my buy-in. While the deck was hitting Rob in the face, it was busy kicking my ass with bad luck. Either way, I learned a couple of new games and shared a bunch of laughs.

A side effect of all the warm weather we’ve been having is that there’s a lot of ice on the sidewalks in the morning. This morning in particular, I was walking to the bus, and not really worrying about it too much - then I came to a patch of ice that looked slippery, so I thought to myself “Be careful, don’t slip” and changed my walk. Didn’t work - my left leg went straight up in the air, my right leg bent, then lifted off the ground too. My bag slipped out of my hands, and went 10 feet up and 10 feet forward (it just sounds better than 3 metres Trent :) ) and I landed on my elbow and butt. Other than having a sore forearm, I’m none the worse for the wear, but it still sucks.

Oh, and Erin and the kids all have a bad cold, which means we haven’t been getting the best quality sleep around our house lately. It hasn’t hit me yet, but I’m sure that it will :P

Simpson’s quote of the day: “Now listen to me, if Marge Simpson goes to jail, I can kiss the chick vote goodbye. And if I go down, your gonna break my fall.” - Mayor Quimby