The dreams are still running but distorted lately, I’m not in the stress mode of trying to get to work or deal a game, although Jennifer Harman, my ex-husband poker player, and a few others are popping into the dreams, they’ve taken on a different texture lately. But in the meantime, the dreams of thousands of others are kicking off tomorrow in Las Vegas as the WSOP brings the pros, wannabes, newbs, and everything in between into Sin City.
I got to see it early this a.m. What a spectacular treat, especially from my spot in the desert. I almost missed it because I thought it was supposed to be red around 2 a.m. Luckily for me, I got a text from one of the truck driving duo and ran out onto the deck. There it was!!! Continue reading The Blood Moon
I wanted to title this Will
the y or won’t the y? because there are more than singles here, there are multiples. Continue reading Will he or won’t he?
This last weekend was filled with kid chatter and arguing, the kind that goes on between an almost 9 year-old boy and his sister that’s five-and-a-half. If there’s a way to pick, stab, gouge, or hurl insults, they found it. Continue reading A little bit of catching up
Perhaps I’ve reached the golden age of trust-no-one or it was always there. I can’t help but look for ulterior motives every time someone does a seemingly good deed, especially someone’s that are famous. And even if they don’t do a good deed, I find myself looking under the rug for the cause of their actions. I’ve had this flipping around for quite some time and a recent event brought it all back – my focus is on Daniel Negreanu. Continue reading Color me skeptical and jaded
HELP! I’m under siege, there’s so much mucous in my lungs I feel like I’m drowning and can’t cough it up fast enough. There’s a wheezy rattle going on when I breathe completely out and a wheezing rattle when I suck air…until I cough for a minute or so and dislodge some of it. Graphically disgusting! Right? Phelgm Bots are disgusting. Continue reading The attack of the Phlegm Bots
You know which ones you are, the ones that are plucked and stuffed and ready to be put in the oven for tomorrow’s gigantic gorge-out day in the USA. Happy Bird Day everyone! Continue reading Goodbye all you birds – it is Thanksgiving
One of us feels like crap – that would be me. It’s not such a long story but it isn’t any fun and the after effect is still crippling…thankfully it wears off. Continue reading The Drug Hangover
Don’t breathe…make sure you don’t exhale unless you slowly let the air escape across wet lips. OMG! And whatever you do, don’t inhale sharply! Really, the dust is so thick in here that any air movement will have us all choking to death.
Continue reading Sh-h-h-h-h-h…
Tuesday was a day. It started early, it ended sometime after I could barely think and was wishing I had a giant brownie to put me to sleep for the night. Body pain, exhaustion, more body pain, throw in a few brain twist highballs and that’s it pretty much in a nutshell. Continue reading No slowing down