Happy Friday

• Wisdom Teeth Update: Thursday, March 23 is the day they're coming out. That morning, I will submit a post chock-full-of fears and anxieties. The next morning, I will write a post while under the influence of powerful pain-killers. It could be The Undaground equivalent of the Beatles' "Sgt. Pepper's" album, or it may just be a Survivor haiku.

• Tomorrow morning, I'm playing poker against a bunch of old men. I have a friend whose mother lives in a 55-plus community and they're having a poker tournament. I played in this two years ago, and they were all very nice, probably because I took a beating and was knocked out of the tournament early. I'm not sure they'll be so friendly this time because I'm prepared to win. I'm a much better poker player now and didn't really know what I was doing two years ago. I also may try to get into their heads by talking a little trash. "Hey, bluehair, need help reading your cards?" Either way, I expect to be running out of the place with my prize in hand, being chased by 50 or 60 old people on slow-moving motorized vehicles. It should be fine comedy. Wish me luck.

• Survivor Haiku. If you have taped the show and haven't watched it yet, don't scroll down. So I don't ruin it for you, I'll take up some space with a photo of TV's Montel Williams:

Smoky guy wants out

Instead, they boot another

who wanted to stay.

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A million dollars

Or a pack of cigarettes

You make the call, Bub.

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