I had lunch today with Carole, and then we decided to go sit in the chair I’m going to marry, we took turns, and then I tried out the LandRoller skates. In the store of course. Weird. They would definitely take some getting used to, and at $249, I don’t have the time or desire. We gave up browsing The Sharper Image after we looked at a variety of fun and crazy gadgets and useful doodle-e-doos too. They had an amazing ant farm that’s got some strange looking gel in it, enclosed in a small plastic case, and after adding ants, Continue reading Window in the clouds →

Today is a day of rest for all the frazzled, worn out WSOP Championship Event players. Of course the ones that have already busted out are probably refreshed from screaming/crying/dying because they got knocked out and have spent all their ire and emotions focused on the dreaded final hand and the ‘donkey’ that busted them. The remaining 1,200 or so have to still be on edge and stressing over their chip position and who they will face when play begins again tomorrow. It’s got to be especially difficult because they’ve made it this far and now have to finish in the top 873 to hit pay dirt. Continue reading Standing on the edge →

I believe I should have the answer to that, after all, I AM AN INSANIAC. At this time, I’m barely able to cope with anything that is going on around me (no, it’s not a suicide thing or denial or hormonal). It’s because everytime I step forward, I have to go back and follow up with something that could/should have been accomplished the first time or the second time through…BUT NO-O-O-O! Just back up, run head first into the stone wall, repeat, repeat, repeat. Continue reading How do Insaniacs feel most of the time? →