that almost would lead one to believe that March did go out like a lion.  It’s deceptive.  There’s a slight breeze, the sun is warming the air, and it follows a hellerly awful storm we had on Friday night.  The wind hit that afternoon, just as Greg texted me and said he and Amy were leaving Vegas and would see me soon.  The ugly wind.  It raged and screamed and brought a waterfall with it.  The rain hit.  The silt turned to quagmire as is always the case – Greg and Amy got to experience a teensy bit of it because I didn’t catch them in time to tell them to walk only on the gravel. Continue reading It’s a day →

I’m listening to it now Andrew, you guys are funny, in a twisted sort of way.

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I’m stuck in the poker quagmire of quicksand hell.  I played the SCOOP 8 game, painful to say the least.  I did last to almost the $ but couldn’t complete a Deuce to 7 draw three different times when the limit was $800-1600.  I did manage to make a 6 high straight 3 different times in this tourney by catching a 3 or 4 for an inside gut straight…Kee-Rist!  I went out in the limit holdem round on the last act of defiance.  I had a little over $3K left and slammed the last of my chips in a raised pot – until I was all-in preflop on the button – with 10-9D.  I was up against A-A.  Oh well!

Another tragic tournament attempt was the $33 6-max:  I had Q-Q and ran into A-K.  He hit twice.  Flashbacks start of the last two times I picked up A-K in other tourneys and hit an Ace or King and my opponent had Queens and hit for a set – is that just a mind game that makes you wonder why you can’t get Queens to hold up but someone else can? I’ve found a lot of my big holdings – Kings, Queens – manage to get outflopped by one lone Ace, the only over card in my opponent’s hand gets there.  I have the drugs in my hand and a glass of water…I’ll be OK in a minute.

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My little vines are planted, I’m hauling more wheelbarrow loads of gravel along the new block wall and as ground support around the vines (don’t need a sinkhole starting in the silt in a good rain storm), and testing a way to give the vines support up the wall as they grow.  They are about 2 feet from the wall due to the foundation.

There’s a lot of debris that needs to be cleaned up on the property overall – that wind does amazing things – and the yard project goes on.

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Tonight is The Winery date with Greg and Amy – I’m really looking forward to it.

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Tomorrow will prove to be a very busy day with the drive into Vegas and the plan to pick up a lot of my tools and items that have been at the old digs.  And Riot’s coming home with me.  Whoot!  Riot’s always a good time.  Maybe he will “catch that rabbit” someday!

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Yes, Andrew, still listening.  I’ve chuckled more than once.  Thanks for the entertainment.

This one slipped past my spam filter and ended up in the trash.  Since it was sent to ‘undisclosed receipients’, I’m sure [email protected] won’t mind my sharing with you the opportunity of a life time: Continue reading Another opportunity →

Out the door shortly to return to Las Vegas and the electric chair dentist’s office.  Ain’t it just wonnurful?  I’m gearing up to spend more than a main event WSOP buy-in on correcting my bite.  NO SHIT?  Yuppers.  I can’t go through the rest of my life the way the last 15 months or so has been…waking up with a dull ache in my jaw and mouth from wearing a rigid retained, never being able to bite into a hamburger, touching the area between my lip and nose where the evil tooth lives and feeling a tender pain, and all that crap.  What if I found a young hottie I wanted to mash lips with?  I couldn’t.  I would have to tell him to wait a minute until I put the damn retainer in my mouth to keep the agony of pressure off of the evil tooth.  Oh drear! Continue reading Back to the electric chair →

tournament and I’d be mighty happy if ya’ll showed for it.  I’ve been out and about the yard today early, hauling more wheelbarrow loads of #2 gravel to the backside of the coach.  I have a plan, it’s always a dirt plan when it comes to the yard.  But I love the earth and the dirt and the desert and the weeds and planting and trimming and tending…I just hate the obnoxious wind.  It appears to be gone for a few days according to my good neighbor, Amy, who is a weather channel expert.  Yippee! Continue reading Today is PokerWorks H.O.R.S.E. →

The wind has stopped.  Totally, completely, not even a sniff of a breeze.  OMG!  I’m in the eye of the hurricane!  Continue reading Unreal Lucille →

just finished up at Caesars Palace and a very notable player took 13th place, he’s a Pan Game Regular and married to my great friend Marie.  Congratulations Gary!  You’ll find a photo of him in this post.

I bounced out of the PokerStars Sunday 1/4 million after wading through 25K players, about 200 out of the money.  Heads-up as usual, start with the best hand, but you ain’t gonna win the pot.  Same thing happened a few minutes ago in $10+1 rebuy – guaranteed 70K.  Win a pot with Q-Q and have 25K, nice, at that point the blinds were $200-400, then I pick up A-Q off in the BB and a player that’s trying to lose all of his chips every hand raises it all-in for close to 9K and I was sure I had the best hand so when it came back to me I went all-in to eliminate two other players.  That worked, they folded.  But the guy that hated his chips had K-10 off and caught a K on the river.  Down to 15K and sit. And sit. And sit.  Continue reading Frustration →

all the gold is in your teeth.  I spent about 5 hours of my Saturday in the Emergency Room of my local hospital.  It seemed a bit strange to walk in and say I wanted to see a Dr. since I didn’t appear to have anything wrong with me.  Good thing they can’t scan your brain and see what’s really wrong with you. I went through the sign in, got called back to the inner regions for a urine sample, personal/medical information, and got my cute little wrist band so I could go back out to the waiting room, and wait…and wait…and wait… Continue reading If aging is the Golden Years →