starts Sunday – the 31st – at 22:30 ET – password ‘donkeys’ – at PokerStars. Sorry kids, I didn’t make it to check out Full Tilt Poker’s private tournament standards. Come and play – buy-in $5.50. Look under ‘private’ for ‘PokerWorks Family’ or search tournament ID 236526138. See you there!
I hit Vegas on Friday a.m. – snow at the top of the ‘hump’ (AKA Mount Potosi) was around a foot deep but the road was clear. Some wind and sleet/rain was incoming and I was sure there would be snow on the way home that evening. I stopped by the old digs and then headed to the convention center of the Riviera where I was to meet/pick up Clearspine and his wife. We found each other. Continue reading Things are Good
Some kinda weather going on here, but reports from the truck driving duo, the Hack, and from writer extraordinaire Jen, it’s not JUST here, it’s running outa control in the western region. The winds came with the rain, each taking its turn, at times raging in unison, the forecast for good weather is out there somewhere, but definitely not here, not now. The mountains have a major head of snow – visible when I first got up today but covered now in a shroud of mist and clouds and buried behind a wall of rain – just where I’ll be driving tomorrow. OMG! A duck just swam by my window! Continue reading There must be an ark around here somewhere!
First the PokerWorks’ Family Tourney was played and MOI won (lucky bitch) and she’s so glad she is lucky and so glad she won. Getting pushed around twice a month is not only b-0-r-i-n-g, it’s hard on one’s poker mentality. Anyway, we had 10 players and that was extremely nice. My son Josh played and even after he got knocked out, he stayed to root for me…sending me little chat messages now and then. NICE!
I made Vegas without a hitch on Thursday. I also hit Community One FCU and closed out my checking account and withdrew everything except the $25 it takes to keep the account open – I still have payments to make there. As soon as I’m done with those payments, it’s ‘see-ya’ time for me. I spoke with the cashier for a few minutes as she closed out things for me and handled my withdrawals. She couldn’t believe it – appeared to be completely shocked that I was getting dissed as I was by the establishment because she looked over my accounts as we talked. On leaving, I said, “Well…this is goodbye, it’s like closing a 16 year chapter of my life.” She agreed…naw, we didn’t get sniffly…but she was very nice. To the CU “SCREW YOU!” Continue reading Fun time in the big city
must belong in a song somewhere. I woke up around 3a.m. to hear the rain hit the roof of the coach, a nice gentle patter, I fell back to sleep knowing I wouldn’t be hiking or biking today. I had been chatting the Hack yesterday and she said the wind and rain was unbelievable at her place and without even looking at the wall, I could see the writing. My little section of desert has inherited the watery blow. Continue reading Rainy Daze and Wednesdays…
I find myself being exceptionally chipper although I wanted to sleep in this a.m. and instead, found my eyes popping open at 6:45. Umnhhhh! No reason for it, my little place was chilly, my bed was toasty, but I hopped up and started my day.
starts a small trickle of memories that break the barrier of time and explode into a raging river of emotion. My chat with the Hack tonight brings her to a one year anniversary of the loss of her husband. I had lost a husband a very, very long time ago and while we weren’t comparing memories, we were sharing thoughts about how people seem to avoid you after you become alone. My thoughts went to my mom. I remember many things about my mom and sometimes I had a very difficult time dealing with her straight laced opinions and the fact that I was going to hear about it whether I wanted to or not. Continue reading Strange…how a conversation
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I attempted to give an adequate description of the house that I spent the last few hours of waiting for the yearly countdown – out with the old, in with the new – goodbye 2009. The people, of course, (how can you have a party if no one shows up?) were the key ingredients. There were many people there that I have worked with, two that were my supervisors – Donna Harris and Suzie Lederer – and, of course, people I dealt to over the years…not to mention my family, the truck driving duo. Continue reading 2010 – the people