This may be the south for many of my friends living in Canada, but yesterday I took a trip 450 miles straight north to go to my mother-in-law's house in northern Wisconsin. As we started seeing snow and kept going further and further north, I watched the temperature dial in my vehicle go down ... down ... down. It was a balmy 2 degrees Fahrenheit when we went to bed early this morning. Sheesh.
Today the family womenfolk decided to go to lunch together, leaving me with nothing to do. Can you say poker at the St. Croix Casino? I have not played poker there for five years. Cash games only this afternoon, so we will see how the out-of-town donk does against the locals and other visitors.