Go stop by Wil's blog and read some of his latest entries. I was mentioned in one called doubled up inside. Here's a bit:
I hung up the phone and made my way to the bathroom. For the first time since I got there, I didn't feel the need to shove my way past the throngs of tourists meandering through the too-narrow walkways.
After a quick piss, I called Doctor Pauly, and told him the news.
"Oh man, I'm sorry." He said.
"Thanks," I said. "Where are you?"
"I'm paying too much for a chicken sandwich," he said.
I laughed, because I knew that meant he could only be in one place.
"I'll be right there," I said. Ninety seconds later, I was.
I hardly know Pauly at all, but I like him. We have poker, writing, blogging and getting busted out early in common, so he was the best friend I had in the room. It closed a circle to see him after I busted, because he was the last person to wish me well before the tournament began.... More