So, I am sitting in my office working on a Divorce Decree, listening the the Gamecocks win the NIT again when the cell rings. "Hmmm. A Charlotte area code? Must be a wrong number," my lawyerly mind thinks. Nope. It was Falstaff, sitting on the porch with the Mrs. and Daddy and looking to reach out for a dial-a-shot. "Do you have anything to drink in the office?" was the question. Well, let me look up. I have had a bottle of 18 year old Glenlivet I received as a fee (Yes. I am THAT kind of attorney) sitting on the shelf above my head for a few months and have been waiting for the right time to bust it open. What could be better than my very first DAS?!
Thanks Mr. and Mrs. Falstaff and Daddy. Cheers to everyone.
I won't be able to play in the Monday WSOP WPBT event as I am supposed to be at the Basketball game. I will have the phone on if someone wants to soak in the atmosphere. I'll be soaking in beer.