Where does the good go

Pray For Me

Table 48. Seat Five.

I have the widest shit eating grin on my face. Hmm…what an odd turn of phrase.

No matter what happens it was worth it. Okay, that last note is directed to future Dawn who will be, no doubt, matching the buy-in paying people a dollar to listen to her bad beat story.

I am the happiest I have been in months. Follow your dreams, people. Even the crazy ones that make your friends shake their heads.

7 Responses to “Pray For Me”

  1. Mary Says:

    Good luck! Win big and take some pictures. No reading Agatha Christie at the table!

  2. kj Says:

    Go get them!

    Plus what Mary said.

  3. kaz Says:

    rah! kick ass!

  4. Casca Says:

    You do have my very best wishes. Whatever happens, it will be a good story.

  5. pearatty Says:

    Hey, how long are you in vegas? If I come up this weekend, would you still be there?

  6. Dawn Summers Says:

    YES! Come! Let’s go to the Grand Canyon!!

  7. Binda Says:

    congrats for following your dream. You should submit it for the next edition of the PFP book.

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