I+11 ==Bunko Night==cha cha cha

Last night was the big night....

Some of you are probably shaking your heads right now. Embarrassed as much for me as by me. Has he really fallen so far, so fast to be focusing his blog on bunko? Was more than his leg injured? Was there brain damage too?

All I can say is this: If you haven't played the game, I mean seriously played it to win at all costs and damn the torpedos, then don't cast the first stone please.

Sure, I have shot craps with the big boys in Vegas. Sure, I have been baptized by cigar smoke in the private back room chess clubs of Manhattan. And sure, as you all know, I was the national junior Yahtzee!!! champion (a game I have sworn never to play again after the "cup incident"). But nothing, nothing, compares to the raw adrenaline rush that comes from a well thrown set of triple 6's followed by the empassioned cries of "BUNKO!".

For those of you who think bunko is void of strategy and skill, all I can say is this. There is a sucker born every minute. I will make sure you get on the next invite list.

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Steady but slow progress. Thanks for everyone's kind words of late. Especially, the early warning signs of blood clots!!!