It’s a balmy, light wind day in the desert.  I’ve now become much more of a day person as of late and start to feel the air go out of my sails by around 11pm.  I do still remember the days of being part dracula and never looking for SandWoman Land until the sun was peeping over the mountain.  I kind of miss that now and then.  I love the night. The nice part about my schedule is I have no schedule unless I have an appointment, it’s easy to revert or change my hours as long as my brain stays in gear. 

I was up at 6am yesterday and 7am today, right now I wish I was down (head on pillow) – but I’m playing the Sunday 1/4M on PokerStars.  I may not be there long, we are past first break and have lost 15K players.  I got horrendously lucky to even still be there.  Picked up Q-Q and went all-in and ran into K-K.  I made Quads.  Nothing since then…just pitching along.

Riot went home yesterday and took a lot of dirt with him, buried in his clothes, hair, shoes, and miscellaneous other places.  I took a wet towel out with me to wipe him down before loading him into the Steed, it was unreal.  There was still a lot of Pahrump landscape left over for my truck interior and for him to take with him to Mom’s car.  He probably blew dirt boogers all night.  I often wonder how he finds a stick, a pile of dirt, and growing weeds (or dead for the matter) to be so totally fascinating and all consuming.  He did play with the three other kids that were here yesterday but he also went on his on way to pick up weeds and twigs and play by himself.  Nice if we could all find entertainment so easily.  All too soon he’ll be looking for hotties and fast cars.  When he does find time for Grannie, I’ll remind him of the good old days by pulling out the photos.

We’re down to 6852 players now, having lost over 23K.  Gotta go.