A Trip to Vegas

Woke up this morning, if you can call getting up after noon morning, and found the iris blooming and the blog has been lacking in pictures. Actually did ride Thursday after the sun came out and again today. First Misao and I took a bike ride to the V.A. to see the military exhibitions then it was off to Hoyt Park after a stop at an Internet WSOP tournament.

I usually sing to myself when I ride and grunt and growl when I race. 'Wally' will tell you it's true. I have been hitting the trails much faster than usual so now it is a combination of singing and 'Oh ...!'s to add a bit of color.

So they say; "Go to Vegas, we'll pay your way."

Here I was getting excited about 9 Mile with my new found fervor and there's a seminar they asked me to attend. Sounds like five days without proper exercise, but a very worthwhile opportunity at the same time. Don't know if it's Obama approved either or if I'd have any chance to hit the poker tables. I actually don't play for real money so... I don't have much of a poker face anyway. Maybe I could focus on unhappy things. But I'd have to be careful. It would be damn embarrassing to bust out crying at the poker table waiting for the river.