Thom Forbes

Jason is hosting. Regular time. Regular day. There will be a quorum. Wolf will be late and want to go mano a mano with Stein at 12:05 a.m., who will respond with a story about his adolescence. Art will moan repeatedly. Bobby will yawn repeatedly. Petey will say, "you goin' against me?" at least twice. Mike will stare at his two-chip stack and wonder where all the rest of the suckers went. I will make four very stupid moves while trying to remember the lyrics to the Leonard Cohan or (or was it George M. Cohen?) song, "Give My Regards to Suzanne." Doc Foxman will turn around at the front door of 4 Hall Place when it dawns on him that he played last week. Geoff, as he has since back in the day, frequently will be asking if he's chopped liver. George will be dodging taxes and chasing wood nymphs in the shadow of Mount Olympus.  And Jason will report that the doctor won't let him play 7/27 for six weeks but he's cleared to pitch. 

All's well with the world.