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 →

It’s a balmy, light wind day in the desert.  I’ve now become much more of a day person as of late and start to feel the air go out of my sails by around 11pm.  I do still remember the days of being part dracula and never looking for SandWoman Land until the sun was peeping over the mountain.  I kind of miss that now and then.  I love the night. The nice part about my schedule is I have no schedule unless I have an appointment, it’s easy to revert or change my hours as long as my brain stays in gear.  Continue reading Sundaze →

but I couldn’t seem to get here.  Ever notice how that works?  Something keeps nagging at you and you want to take care of it but all kinds of other things pop up and get in the way and before you know, more of your life has slowly leaked off like a bad tire that refuses to give up the location of the hole and yet won’t stay filled. Continue reading Shoulda Been Here →

I spent most of yesterday figuring to get here.  The day disappeared.  I don’t know who to give blame credit to for making that entire day disappear before I knew it.  Of course there’s always the wonderful slow crawling, load like molasses satellite internet connection that really makes my day speed by as I dig my fingernails into the wall, and phone calls, and emails, and work to do, and construction going on on the property right now with the gravel road bed in the back and the front area, and a run to the store, and playing a little poker on PokerStars, and then just running out of steam to head for the hay.  Maybe that’s what happened…perhaps there was no thievery at all and yet perhaps those things are the biggest thieves of all.  Leaches, time suckers that shouldn’t take so much time but do, and each seems to draw out longer than planned until there is no planning zone, it’s just over. Continue reading Someone stole a day from me →