I had a Dream where a Harrah's just opened a Go Fish table. In the dream, me and a waffle house waitress named Georgia cleaned house, and then she told me of a blackjack dealer she knew who would "make the cards fall our way." Predictably, I started losing really badly, and there was one hand, a pair of tens I double-downed on that would have saved my ass, but then I woke up.

Apparently, in dreams, cheaters never win and the alarm clock never lets you find out the ending.

Steve