Bagged and Tagged

It’s been a crazy time this last few weeks.  I feel like all I’ve done is follow up on Dr. tasks and things that should have been easy but have been extremely frustrating instead.  It takes a bunch of tasks to come together to make everything slide into home.  Finally, after breaking down at one point and crying my eyes out at the Pahrump hospital where I was trying to get approval for an EKG, and more frustration coupled with more frustration, it’s all set…I hope. Continue reading Bagged and Tagged

Kicking, some days higher than others

Where or where do the days go?

I can’t win a pot playing online poker at WSOP.com now.  It’s like the days disappearing without a trace, the Card Fairy left me high and dry. No cards, no hands, when I do THINK I have a hand, it’s a trap. But this isn’t a tale about running bad. Anyone that’s spent any time at the tables knows all about running bad…they don’t need my input on it. Continue reading Kicking, some days higher than others

From there to here

My last post went up a week ago.  *slaps own face* I have been completely out of the loop and out of the mood to sit down and try to put a thought together that makes sense.  Sick?  Yes.  After my adventure to have more testing done which will eventually lead to a consultation with a surgeon (at the end of this month), I ended up with a bladder infection. Continue reading From there to here

Did I mention?

What a screwed up relationship I was in when I learned to deal and play poker in Montana some million years or so ago? Just to give you an idea of how poker doesn’t always build a strong and lasting relationship, I thought I’d toss in this little bit of useless information — it can rip a marriage, end friendships, destroy your work ethic and money handling ability, and in general, fuck up your life really bad unless you know how to put it in the right place and not let it control you. Continue reading Did I mention?

In the beginning poker was the primary content feed, somehow, life got in the way!