Once again it’s been over two weeks since I disturbed the quiet of Table Tango.  Of course I need much more than the title of this little mass of mental wanderings…I’m almost a hopeless bag (heavy on the bag) of tricks that lost the last trick a few years ago through a hole in the frayed, torn bottom of the bag.

How do bags become frayed and torn?  At this point, I’m going with one word — life!

I want to catch up but it’s harder than it seems, at least for me. It seems that I’m never without a project or an issue that needs to be taken care of and that explosive energy I used to enjoy capturing out of the winds at Calico Basin and other great hiking places just seems to have fizzled into a slight ruffling of the dust now and then.

Complacent?

I don’t think so.  I think it’s just life.  It wears you down.  It’s like a rock rolling along the bottom of a river on its way to the ocean.  The years, coupled with the movement of being swept along the floor of the river, wears down all the sharp edges on the rock until it becomes smooth.  I’m not smooth yet but a lot of the sharp edges are gone.  My wind and water resistance just ain’t what it used to be.

P-S-S-S-T! I may also need a disk scan and security defense, along with a vulnerability fix…among other things that fit the required system updates needed to proceed for another 100 years or so.

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One of my least favorite topics in the world is Sheldon Adelson. Yes, I have whined about him before and I’m still whining.  Why can’t he take his billions and go sit quietly on a beach somewhere and sip a Pina Colada or just lean back and silently bask in the thought that he made his living by fleecing people out of their hard-earned paychecks by offering them slots and table games in casinos that are guaranteed to bust you if you play long enough?

Instead, he’s back in the news with the Coalition to Stop Internet Gambling and he’s released a draft of the Internet Gambling Control Act. Read WSOP gold bracelet winner Chad Holloway’s report over at PokerNews.com.

So… Adelson has more money than all the casinos of the world could hope to earn in five lifetimes (casinos live a long, long time, Baby), and he’s threatening to use his wealth to destroy any chance of online gambling in the U.S. — including poker.

Perhaps he’ll find a one-way ticket to the Bermuda Triangle.  I’m rooting for him.

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I’m off to the bright lights of Sin City tomorrow for a meet-up with bestie Marie.  We have a few things planned and one of them is a jaunt back to The Orleans for a friendly game of poker.  WHEE!  I can hardly wait.  It may be just the kick I need to pick up a rush of life again.  I’ll stay overnight and head back home on Friday after having late lunch with another bestie, Sylvia Hart.  And Dadparental and Mr. Riot are going to meet Marie and I for buffet after we leave the poker game.  That will be a good time on all counts.

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Another The View from the Box went up today.  I was attacked by a case of the rambles in the first part of it.

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This month marks a year since my loyal dog has had her rattlesnake booster and the Bordetella Intra Nasal Vaccination.  I hate that.  She’s such a snot to take to the vet.  She hates the place.  Of course she’s female dominant and weighs 90 pounds.  She’s ready to take on any dog that looks like it wants to tussle and she’s my guard dog.  How would you like to manhandle her into a vet’s office where there are other dogs and cats – three cats live there full time and lounge on the counters and tables.  Kee-Rist!

The standard procedure is to leave her in the vehicle while I go in and sign in, tell them to come out and let me know when they’re ready for her as we’ll be in the vacant lot next door.  It’s leash time and a lot of stress.  Once we get into our own private cubicle, she’s insane.  Her eyes are rolling in her head, her breathing is short, rapid, her ears are pinned back to her head…ready…always ready to add stress to anything that gets in her way.

The worst of it is she behaves much more badly when she’s with me.  Once the vet’s ready to shoot her up, I ask them to take her to the back where they stun dogs to keep them quiet…just kidding.  They take her in the back, give her the shot and she’s meek as a lamb for them as long as I’m not around.

When she’s done, it’s fight my way back out through the front office with her leashed as close to me as I can get without her riding on my shoulders, and back she goes in the rig while I go back inside to pay the bill.  Thankfully it only happens once a year.

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I’ve been playing on WSOP.com.  Two major glitches in game play today.  In one hand the player one off the button was first to act each time in one hand.  In another the button did not move and the same players paid the same blinds back-to-back.  Yes, reported, but irritating IMHO.

I made the money in one the other night but it’s tough.  Amazing how many of them simply play like shit.  CALLING all-in for $5-6K with 7-9 off and that type of play is pretty standard.  Yah…we love it but should they get there? I played a satellite for the Sunday $15K and it only pays one place.  Got down to heads-up and found q-q.  When I turned a set, he made a straight and won the seat.  *sniff*

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I’m outta here, gotta work and get some sleep so I can hit the road tomorrow.  The possibly of rebooting my system is good.  G’nite.