Gambling with a cold is fucking surreal . Mike and I made our plans to use our free hotel stay at Turning Stone long before we both came down with bad colds over Valentine's Day; he was mostly better, but I was still pretty zonked. You'd be surprised how tiring sitting at a machine and pushing buttons can be. Luckily we had the room to go back to. We both wanted to nap halfway through the night, and I just needed to rest a few times, plus somewhere to store my supply of tissues, medication, cough... read more
