Rice dragged me out Saturday night to a massive shirt tucker’s convention. With promises of gambling and free food, I obliged. This was definitely not my normal scene, but it ended up being pretty damn fun. In the end, it’s for the kids. Luckily we ran into Tim Pogue and hit the tables. Tim was killing it. And bank rolling my game. We played blackjack for 3 or so hours and missed dinner. Over all, it was a good time. I’m sure they raised a ton of cash for the Ski/Snowboard Club.
That’s water kids. Rice is in training.
Rice, going big.
Pogue joins in on the fun.
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Any night a pearl necklace is involved is a good one.