I'm 77 and I've been drinking and doing every drug on the planet since I was sixteen. Tomorrow I will have my proud liver shine through an ultra sound and show the world that she is strong.

I stacked the cards for Daniel's and my next card game, while he was refilling his drink next door. I gave each other great hands, each with a wildcard.

When he walked back in and sat down with his drink, I had him. No shuffle, just cards sliding across my table, one at a time. When he realized he had five nines, four with a joker, his poker face dissolved.

He was thinking money on the table, real money, but we settled on fake money. He was truly excited, he was holding the best poker hand he has ever had in his life! Five nines!

And then I bet him a hundred thousand, and he raised me to some crazy number, I called, and we showed our cards.

Well, since I had stacked the deck, I had five aces, all four and a joker. The best hand in enhanced poker you could have! You should have seen the look on his face...

I'm sitting here waiting for one more poker round, but I think he has disappeared into his house.

Tomorrow I'm going to take that shower I've been promising myself for a while, then I'm going to use my new shampoo and some great smelling soap, and get my front end ready for some ultra sound!

No food or drink in me after midnight. Looks like I'm going to be a hungry thirsty man come noon! I need to find me a local, down home, bbq joint that serves whiskey shots under the table. Let me absorb that ultra sound in peace...