Day 48: No poker face here

Fold, Papa, fold!

A bunch of dudes were in town from San Diego and Chicago so Dan hosted a poker tournament Saturday afternoon. Brandt sat in for one hand, but couldn't convincingly bluff a King/eight off-suit. We'll get him enrolled in a pee wee poker league soon so he can work on his game.

Dan didn't get a tournament bracelet made since this was just a satellite event, so I gave winner Peter Dean my Milk Band. I haven't been using it so at least now it's serving some purpose. I hope he wears it often--it's pink!

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We spent most of the day out of the house to avoid the mayhem. We did some shopping and got Brandt's passport picture taken and I think it's pretty good for a baby mugshot. And it was on the house! I don't know if that's normal Kinkos procedure, but the kid said he couldn't charge for a baby. Woo hoo.