It’s 8pm PT and there are only 80360 players registered for the 300k gtd World Record $1 buy-in tourney that starts in 15 hours and 29 minutes. Wow! Go figure! There’s no late Registration kids, better get in while the getting is good. And you receive a certificate from Guinness World Records that you played the tourney this time. I’d much rather have the $50K or so 1st prize, it has a prize pool right now at $300,000.00. Be there or feel left out. On the other side of life, away from the maddening poker server crowds and players that will be bombing out right and left once the tournament starts…after all, it is only $1 to enter, quiet has come to my little coach again.
His Riotness went home with dadparental yesterday evening after an incredible meal prepared by the truck driving queen, and shared with good company, the boys headed for Las Vegas, I headed for my coach to just revel in the quiet. Riot was not fun this trip. He was mouthy, obnoxious, rebelling against almost every spoken word, and particularly hateful when we played two players on the latest Mario game on the Wii. He was Luigi, I was Mario, and hell froze over if I managed to trap off the ‘ice’ or ‘fire’ or ‘helicopter’ bonus when it hit; I did manage to snag it about every 50th time or so. He went nutzo and spent more time trying to destroy me than he did the enemy mushrooms and turtles and fish that spew big cannonball thingys. I quit the game more than once because it was impossible to play with him trying to destroy me. Here’s hoping that his next venture out will be much better than this one was.
We did manage one walk in the desert, out in the section that Amy and I walk, only Riot and I drove to that point since I felt it’s too far for a 5 year to enjoy walking to. We went to look for his dragon, and iguana, and dinosaur. Thankfully, we didn’t find them although he called and called with his unique, high pitched shriek that would definitely bring a dragon if any were in the area.
Another year is rapidly slipping off into history and I have no feelings about it one way or the other. I wish I could say I accomplished a lot or had wonderful revelations about life and my own existence with the world as a backdrop but I don’t. I simply am.