I'm back in Pittsburgh.
This weekend was a blur of strange beds and shampoos.
I'm really tired.
And really excited.
Seeing my brother always pumps me up.
He's so damn talented and I've got to bust my ass to keep up.
But it's good, you know?
I feel really good about where everything is heading.
This week is going to cook.
I can feel it.

Join me next week at this time when I wonder:
"Where did the week go?"
And I ask:
"Why did I waste my time playing all that on-line poker?"

Ha!