Yesterday found me sleeping in…I got up at 5 a.m. and today was a real wonderment, I was in snooze land until 6:45.  Could there be a real world awakening here?  I might be reverting back to…what?  I used to stay up all night and hit the sand around 7 a.m. – waking around 3 or 4 in the p.m.  Shit!  Aging is such a beautiful thing, everything goes topsy-turvy and it proves you are still alive.  That’s the big bonus I suppose, you are still alive. Continue reading Sandwoman Land has extended hours →

Beats the hell out of mopping those splintery old wood floors that were in some of the houses we lived in as kids.  We were the ultimate gypsy band of vagrants, except I believe Gypsies have a tighter clan and some kind of back-up, they stick together.  We were rag-tagging along with our mom, following our dad to parts unknown with no money and no means of reliable transportation – just get a rubber band (duct tape hadn’t been invented yet) and a wrench and hammer and hope for the best.  Continue reading Mopping the roof →

I kinda wish I watched TV or even got a channel worth watching out here in the big P…apparently Mori’s latest endeavor, Face the Ace, could be a big hit!  That would be fantastic for him and poker.  Mori’s a great guy and very supportive of working towards what’s best for the game of poker…he has been since the early Mirage days. Continue reading Reports in the air →

I can’t seem to find a time of day that I don’t want to fall down and sleep.  Umnhhh!  I don’t have a ramming jamming schedule planned so it’s not like I can’t go take a nap, I just get tired of feeling like I need one.  In other words, I’m sick and tired of being tired!  I’m blaming it on the last few weeks and figure it will start to smooth out soon. Continue reading I’m here…but not →

Late afternoon found Kayanna and I arriving in the 110 degree heat.  If it wasn’t that hot, it felt like it.  There were things to do before we could escape to the air conditioned comfort of sis’s house – the coach was hooked up and cooling, but by no means cool.  Damn it’s hot out. Continue reading Back in the big ‘P’ →

amazing how fast time flies – whether you’re having fun or not!  I’m in Missoula, the beginning of my life’s path in poker, and leaving in about a half hour for Nevada.  Soon things will be semi back to normal – whatever that is – and I will have my ass glued to the monitor instead of driving and hanging out with family.  Kayanna flies home this Saturday, grannie will be kicking it in Pahrump alone until the Riot guy comes out to play and the landmates hit town for their semi-monthly stop over.  Laters.

but I hope you can make it! PokerStars is the scene of the crime, ‘donkeys’ the password, $5 +$.50 is the buy-in, 21:00EST take your seat and join the mix.  The tournament # is 159377879 or look under the ‘private’ tab for PokerWorks Family.  Be THERE – July 26th!

It’s National Poker Week!  The petition will be presented to President Obama tomorrow.  Help make poker safe, regulated, and licensed.  Force the US government to accept the fact that Americans play poker.  Call your friends, enemies, and everyone you know, ask them to go to Poker Petition and sign NOW!  There are over 369,000 signatures, make it one more with yours.

I happened to be cruising – rather hitting every speed bump and getting stuck in every rut in the road with a slow crawling internet connection – looking for some info and found a post by Michael Craig on the Full Tilt Poker Blog.  Continue reading Returning to the scene →