guess who! A few days ago I received my Sleep by Number bed. I would love to have a plain old fashioned water bed but the weight wouldn’t go with the living environment – the weight would probably tip the coach on end, really screw up the jacks that I whined about tormented me for months and taking a road trip would mean draining the mattress, then I’d be sleeping on a plywood platform at night. In a comedy scene from a movie, I can picture me hitting the brakes and the filled mattress going through the glass closet doors, through the closet, breaking out the end of the fiberglass shell and slamming into the back window of the Steed on a road trip. Yes, I have an over active imagination and it runs in color with sound and all the digital experiences you can imagine. Continue reading A day in the life of…
Category Archives: Dear Diary
Reflections in Broken Glass
Our lives play out like jagged patterns and broken pieces of fragile glass. At times we are able to push some of the patterns together and glue a few of the broken pieces into the patterns so that it all makes sense – at least for the moment. We continue. We struggle. We want. We are. And then one day we are not. Those left behind are the ones that make us immortal, holding us in their memories and treasuring the times we spent together.
A dear friend of mine suffered an extreme loss today. I know her reflections are torn and scattered at this moment and the broken glass is filled with sharp shards of pain. Soon immortality will began to build a monument with all the great times shared, tendered with the sadness. Once again, we are!
Jumping into the new year
kind of, one foot in front of the other is more like it. My son helped me install the RV skirting that has been setting in a box in the shed for over a month. On New Year’s Day, Riot, Darian and I trekked out to my new digs with the thought they would spend the night and we’d start on the skirting the following day. Everything went as planned, that night anyway. We played online poker and between some website work and my poker playing, I played Batman the Video Game on the Wii with Riot. He only lets me play when he gets stuck. Hey, maybe I should swap out and let him play poker for me when I get stuck. 🙂 Continue reading Jumping into the new year
Bringing in 2009
I managed to find a way to slam a bunch of work together and left the ‘office’, showered and headed for Vegas around 5:30 p.m. which put me into town exactly the time I planned on being there. Since I wasn’t planning on playing the ‘Suzie’s Rules Poker Tournament’ (a very great cause this time – these words are taken from Suzie’s invitational email – “Most importantly, the buy-in for the poker tournament is going up to $100 with $50 re-buys and all the money is going to the Las Vegas Area Boys & Girls Club. The first place winner in the poker tournament will win a Harley Davidson V-rod from Red Rock Harley Davidson. I’m attaching photos of the actual V-Rod.”) Continue reading Bringing in 2009
HORSE Tourney, New Years, and on with 2009
I don’t have a gigantically long, chatter box filled HORSE report. Mainly because we had two tables and I would have to have someone at the other table request the full history of their table – which means I would be able to see their hole cards during the whole play of the tournament (And this ain’t Poker on TV), and I did try to keep up with chat at both tables in jumping into the foray now and then but we did had 11 players. Yes, ELEVEN! Sweet! Continue reading HORSE Tourney, New Years, and on with 2009
Poker’s Super User accounts
The PokerWorks HORSE tourney results are forthcoming – MOI is heading into Las Vegas for the morning/afternoon. But the plain truth of the matter is that our writer jbharshaw must have a superuser account. He took 1st place again. Congratulations JB.
Coupla Things
Sometimes things just get so wrong. Surely it’s not really a twist of Murphy’s Law, it’s just life, isn’t it? I can’t help but shake my head in wonderment as things fall apart and go so damn wrong at times; there seems to be no right. Continue reading Coupla Things
Fun Times and Scary Ice
I got up a little before 6 a.m. on Christmas Morning to load up the food fixin’s and myself, RockBand, and amongst other things, and head for Vegas. I made the old digs around 9 a.m. and couldn’t help but wonder what the weather would be like on the way home as the wind was in close to gale force and it was spitting intermittently. Food fixing’s are always the first priority on holidaze because that’s why we all get together, so we can graze and gab, but we had a little time to spare. Continue reading Fun Times and Scary Ice
Merry Christmas
Obviously Christmas began as the day of birth of Jesus Christ, a time to rejoice in the birth of a Savior.
Its entire meaning has become more and more tarnished since the 60’s and 70’s. There was a time that people handcrafted items and put their heart, sometimes their back, their love, and their pride into spending time with family and friends and exchanging something more than a gift. They exchanged life with each other – life filled with joyous wishes for the day and for the coming years, gave thanks, and celebrated the birth of life. Continue reading Merry Christmas
Why Poker?
Win! that is my main concern and objective, WIN! it has now become a monumental mind game, I am trying to understand if I am defeating myself, or if I am truly being outplayed in all areas of the game. Although I find it difficult to believe that when I raise preflop and end up with one caller who either re-raises me with 6-3, or 2-4 when I am holding A-K and they put all of their tournament life in jeopardy with such a superior hand piece of shit how they can continue to hit an out and beat me time after time after time. Continue reading Why Poker?