Later

A cheap poker tournament at Anonymous Casino? But who else do I know that would be in the mood to play Hold 'Em at 11 in the morning? Matterhorn.

I dialed the phone, ready to tell Matterhorn to be ready for pickup tomorrow morning around 10:15.

Ring
Ring

Matterhorn: Hello?

aLs: Hey man, what's up?

Matterhorn: Just about to go to bed. Got everything moved out, staying over at Mike's place tonight.

aLs: Oh uhh...huh....well...uhh...What are you up to tomorrow morning? (At this point, I think I know the answer, but I'm kind of hoping I'm wrong).

Matterhorn: Well we're hitting the road real early tomorrow, like around 6AM.

aLs: Oh...well...shit...be careful on the roads then.

Matterhorn: Yeah I will. Keep in touch alright?

aLs: Yeah I will, send me an email when you get there, and drop by on the blog every now and then.

Matterhorn: Will do.

aLs: Alright man, I'll let you go to bed then. Seeya.

Matterhorn: Later man.


This town won't be half as fun now.

aLs