Lurking Las Vegas

Still fading the air card disconnect problem and can’t figure why it works – or seemed to work well – out in Pahrump and I’m having issues with it in Vegas.  I had planned to test it out at Team Ford when I went to have the 50K tune-up done on the Steed…but they had Cox internet and I’m a sucker for a fast connection (that could be a loaded statement). 

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The Steed is practically ready to roll for the long trip north here in a few weeks.  It desperately needs a bath.  I’m contemplating the ‘do it myself’ approach or taking it in to a car wash.  Getting the coach ready is starting to weigh on my thoughts.  First project will be to take off the vinyl skirting we put up – rolling it and storing it in the shed – and marking the ABS pipe that is cut to length for the 5″ hem at the bottom so I know which piece to put it back into when the skirting goes back up.  Yes…I still pat myself on the back for this bit of ingenuity.  There is a loop every five feet above the bottom hemmed pocket and the loop is meant to be held down by stakes.  The hem, so they tell me, can be held down by sandbags.  They’ve obviously never witnessed the wind in the desert.  I decided to try the pipe, it works perfectly, cut to the length of the skirting panel and inserted in the hem, then the loops are hooked over metal stakes.  The pipe gives the skirting a perfectly squared look and holds it in place.

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The skirting is just one of the many projects I need to tackle.  After spending almost a year in one place some things just need to be properly stowed and made ready for travel.  It takes more than a few hours.  The day of hitching up will leave my bones grumbling because of the physical ups and downs of undoing hoses, etc., and the damned 50 amp electrical cord is 50 feet long and weighs a kazillion tons.  It’s like trying to heft a dead, heavy snake into the bed of the Steed.  Then my favorite part, raising the jacks and hitching…it’s always sort of a challenge to see if I can do it on first back up attempt.  I’ve only managed that twice in my back up career.  I also have to climb a ladder and check out my exterior lights at the top of the coach.  When I’m hitched, they are on when my truck lights are on, and several of them appear to be out when I hit the switch inside the coach.  Then it’s also refill time for the two 7 gallon propane tanks and I will need to fill the gas tank that the generator runs off of.  AND don’t forget to let the air out of the sleep number bed, Linda!!!!  I don’t need those air chambers blowing up going over some passes.

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But back to lurking.  I’m going to play Suzie and Howard’s Charity tournament thanks to a friend putting me in the event…and then – obviously after I win it – enjoy all the festivities and fun at the WSOB held at the Golden Nugget.

Right now I wish I was taking a nap.  Perhaps…but first let me mention the 8 game tournament was a complete success.

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1: djhomeschool (Denton TX foo!), $20.00 (50%)
2: PokerHack07 (Alturas), $12.00 (30%)
3: Alexe55 (Marina Del Rey), $8.00 (20%)
4: cmacc85 (waycross),
5: AlCantHang (Phoenixville),
6: PokerWorks (Las Vegas),
7: clearspine (Boulder),
8: grupper (**),

I had my little buddy Riot and he gave me no spare moment for poker – and I was pretty much catching nonplayable hands anyway.  If I did pick up a hand, DJ beat me.  *boo hiss*  When I busted out, I took Riot out to search for rabbits.  Glenda and DJ ended up chopping the tourney and by then I was back inside and watching.  The moderator chopped it for them but they had to play it out to determine winner.  These 8 games give much more bang for the buck than the HORSE.  Glenda just started going all-in with every raise on every card.  When DJ AKA Andrew claimed the chips, he proclaimed that he shouldn’t have chopped.  I chatted him with, If you weren’t chopping, she would’ve played well and busted you.  He chatted me that I was being bitter because he beat me.  I agreed with “Planned Bitterhood!”

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Alexe55, some of us are wondering if you have a blog.  If so, please tell us the address.

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Later kids.