It was the best of times and the worst of times. At least they caught it all on camera.

First I have to give a big shout-out to Lara Rose for her support in the front row of the audience! And big hugs to Annie, Barb, Dan and the DH for also being friendly non-tomato-throwing faces in the crowd. Thanks for being there to watch me burn in flames. Woo-hoo!

Everything was going really well for me until my final question in the final round. Get this people, my category was GAME SHOW HOSTS! Talk about comedic karma. So, instead of playing it cool with my 2000 point lead, I said this fateful phrase:

"All in."

And then they asked me a question that I couldn't answer. About the chick hosting Millionaire now. Even now I can't come up with her name, and I'm at a stinking computer. Sigh.

At least I looked good. ;)

Rats. I was so close...but as a problem gambler I probably should have seen the signs. The uncontrollable twitching. The tendency to drool at the thought of the odds being in my favour. I got carried away...and left empty-handed. Which is exactly what would happen to me at casinos. Go figure.

At least I can now focus on finishing Draft 1 of the WIP. And, wouldn't you know, the edits on the major magazine article arrived while I was taping the show. I haven't read through them yet, so I'm still in a good, albeit a tad disappointed, mood.

Now it's time to head to a theme park or something. After my nap.