That saying always conjures up feelings of impending doom.  Lately there’s a wrinkle somewhere in the back of my thoughts that predicts the writing on the wall. I don’t know what the wrinkle is, things simply don’t feel right.

I probably need a mental stab in a live poker game.  It’s been some time now since I pulled up a chair and tried to keep up with a flood of poker moves and table speak that seems to go on at each game.  Poker , and the limit you play, is like a private clique when you frequent a room.  You know almost everyone in your game, you share war stories across the green felt each day, and sometimes you get to conquer all the enemies’ chips and make it to the cashier with them held captive in the racks you carry.  I’d love to have one of those days!

I hit Vegas on Wednesday for a follow-up appointment with my surgeon.  I think everything went as planned…I’m alive and after almost two months, the hematoma seems to have fizzled it’s last fizz.  Doc told me if anything showed up (literally) again, I would have to come in for cat scans and tests to see what was going on, but for now, I’m out of the woods. I even have permission to take a bath.  WOOT!

I met Sylvia Hart, Marie, Carole, and Carmen Bates for lunch after the appointment.  It was fun and just what I needed before starting the drive home.  Marie and I have tentative plans to get into a poker game together for an afternoon soon, of course that would be in Las Vegas.

My rig was at the Jeep hospital out here in Pahrump last week.  Although I hate to sound like one of those naysayers, owning an older rig is painful, there’s always something going on that requires out-of-pocket. If people weren’t such crazy drivers, I’d get a scooter for jaunts in to get groceries that I could carry in a back pack. That reminds…Google is one of the leaders in designing and developing a driverless car. Read AARP and you’ll find out all kinds of interesting things, that’s where I found that 3-4 page spread on driverless cars.  If we could get AARP to step up some interaction with the readers on bringing online poker to the entire United States, think how much support there would be for the game.

The concern with the cars is safety, of course, and a number of baby boomers are getting to an age where many are voluntarily giving up driving — good on them. If we had full-scale online poker available, we’d need fewer cars as we rolled out of bed, hit stumble mode, pulled up and parked on our favorite easy chair in our pjs, and got ready to put the peddle to the metal in our favorite online poker games…just sayin…

Coming up in February is a trip to Death Valley for a hiking adventure, while it’s still cool enough that we won’t fry.  Carmen and daughter/s, me, possibly Sylvia Hart if she’s not tied to the dealer’s box then (she’s going to work at Aria soon) with a side trip scheduled to Dante’s View once we get into the park.

On that note, here’s a January sunset from my corner.

Hopefully the writing on the wall is a good thing and the wrinkle in my brain will roll off into the desert sunset.  G’nite all.

 EDIT: The WSOP is doing a survey on the main event and the $10 M guarantee.  Find out more here.