here in the wind capital of the world.  It’s gusting nicely, barely at ripple mode in comparison to some of the wind that has hit, but still there.  Two days ago the wind hit out of nowhere, like a freak storm that blustered and snorted and then it rained for about an hour.  The wind stopped.  The rain came again late in the night, and the wind dried it all out the following day.

I asked a guy at the local Taco Bell if spring was always like this, he said yes…but the wind here was nothing like it is in Kuwait.  OK, I know Kuwait is not on my priority travel list so I won’t worry about that for quite some time.

Speaking of priority travel list, our plans for the yearly family reunion are set, this time the 3rd weekend in July instead of the first weekend in August as in years past.  Miss Kayanna will be flying into Vegas from Tulsa OK and making the trip with me.  Nice!  We should be out and about for close to two weeks all told.  I really am anxious to see all the family again and start the long drive North.  This time I’m trying to be prepared in advance…like starting gradually to clean out, sort, put things in ‘no slide’ zone in the cabinets and a few other things that I usually wait until the last minute to do.

And on top of my ‘to do’ list, just before I button everything up and get ready to hitch, I want to remember to let all the air out of my ‘sleep by number’ bed.  Those air chambers don’t handle elevation well at all…I will need to inflate and deflate each time I sleep and awake until I hit my destination.  BTW…I love the bed.  It’s the nutzzzzz when it comes to mattresses.

And YES, my friends, the PokerWorks H.O.R.S.E. tournament is on for this Sunday.  I am, once again, the first person registered.  I hope to see you there.

My poker table time is about the same – K-K can’t beat 9-7 off.  Blah, blah, blah, fucking blah!  Something’s off in the great poker game scheme in the universe but I don’t know who to call to complain about it.  In the meantime, I’m playing Absolute Poker right now where the FPPs add up a lot faster and you can get to the WSOP for 10 cents.  At least if you manage to escape all the one-outer, bad-beaters you can.

I may still dude up and look like a girl soon and go play poker at the Nugget in Pahrump.  That should be worth a few chuckles and a post here.  Maybe…just maybe this evening…