Yesterday morning Sierra emerges from her closet with three tee shirts and asks me where they came from. I dont know, I say, but they’re cute and off she goes to school with one of them tucked into a pair of jeans. Later in the day I get a call from my brother in law who had stayed here last weekend with a work colleague. “Jason left a bag with three tee shirts for his daughters at your house last weekend” he says. He wanted to swing by and pick them up on the way to the airport. Well, I told him, I’ve got good news and bad news. Good news, we did find the bag, bad news is the housekeeper washed them and hung them for the kids and Sierra is at school now with one of them on. We did all laugh. Be careful what you leave at my house as it will get incorporated into the mix with no questions asked.

I went to the Venetian yesterday to play their daily tournament. My friend Gene Castro was at my table. The last two times we’ve been at the same table I’ve been ousted first, always with a pair of KK and have lost both times, so this time, he went first. 208 players, ran very deep but no real monster hands. Then I have AJ of clubs, unraised pot, two callers, flop a four flusher and the turn gives me the nut flush. We get it all in and the turn gave him a straight flush … I just laughed out loud when I realized I wasn’t good on that disguised board and said “I can’t beat a straight flush Sir,” and that was the end of my poker day. Brother in law and a coworker of his got in town last night. I fed them and then we played poker at the kitchen table until 3 a.m. It was fun …