I think I just landed in every frat boys dream.



Sharla and I took the same uneventful flight from Vegas. We were a few minutes late getting to our rented house for the pokerpages' production meeting. When we walked in, what was going on? A poker game of course. I guess Mark and Gary were out to buy cell phones, so the rest of the team (Steve, Mike, Dan, and Daryn) put their talents to good use.

The house is drop dead gorgeous. Each bedroom has its own bathroom, TV, VCR, DVD, etc. Wireless access all the way around. And the master suite…well that is something to behold. I won't go into too much detail as I think we're pretty much planning a house party hosted either from the master bed or the Jacuzzi - photos courtesy of Steve.

When Gary and Mark got back we decided that we couldn't have a production meeting on an empty stomach…so we went out to eat. Many beers, margs, and wines were consumed...and food was eaten. On our way back to the house, we stopped by our local liquor store. Is at a bad sign that pokerpages got on the email distribution list of their local liquor store before having their first production meeting? Well I guess we'll all be the judge of that before long. We also stopped at the grocery store. I can do poker tournaments without food, but not without coffee.

Back at the house, I think someone mentioned the word production. Gary was trying to get a few words in about some new templates and new sexy view windows. But some of us may have been more focused on the new tequila and vodka bottles.

I've been receiving emails…but sending seems to be problematic tonight. I suspect operator error. Sleep anyone?

Blog music for the night: Allman Brothers: Dreams, Disc 3