WINNER!! As a child you always want to be like your father, with the hopes of becoming better than him at a certain thing. Well, general home improvements, automotive maintenance, databases, diet, resolve, thoughtfulness, patience, billiards, card games (poker or other): none of these attributes have I been able to come close to. But there is one thing that I have been able to turn around.

Call it luck, call it skill, call it a really cold garage and home field advantage with a new board, but I was CLEANING UP!
I lost count of how many games I won. And here's to hoping that he wasn't just letting me win. It's not that my fragile ego couldn't handle the truth if that were the case, I just liked winning. A lot.
And I think I handled the victories in a "good sportsmanship" kind of way.

If not, neener! neener! neener!

I won! I won! I won!
(with the exception of that one left handed game)  ¶ 9:38 AM