In Las Vegas the other day, I was at the bar, playing video poker. I was also contemplating having a glass of wine. (Yes, I do consider it, it is a choice, maybe not the best one).
So in my quandary, I glance up at one of the TVs and there, speaking to me, like God, is Chris Prentiss, talking about addictions and Passages.
I quickly glance at the people on either side of me to see if they see Him too.
Fearing for my temporary sanity, I decide it best not to ask anyone, cash out, and go to my room, hoping Pax and Chris were not there waiting for me.
Saturday, January 9, 2010
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