Archive for the 'Dear Diary' Category

If it was mental illness I’d figure to be all better shortly.  Since I live my life being mental, I know pretty much how to go with the flow.  But this is a damn virus/germ thingy either donated to me by Riot or his mom.  I’m down to sinuses that are almost under control but the last few days have found me feeling quite puny, like I had the flu - but not.  That’s either something to laugh about or cringe about since some of the people I’ve known that were my age felt like they had the flu and then died in their sleep of a heart attack.  Not funny, but kinda funny when you’re me. My sis and I joke about it and declare that we’d better keep our life insurance policies in effect.  Well, we are sick bitches, what did you expect? (more…)

Interesting that some of the poker players and casinos act like tipping isn’t a legal word, but the Grand Casino Baden has Tronc right on their main page and it takes you to this bit of text: (more…)

once again the glorious day that we’ve all waited for for the last two weeks is here. It’s POKER TIME!  Let’s meet at PokerStars, 2100 EST, in a private tournament requiring the password ‘donkeys’ and a $5+$.50 entry fee on Sunday, the 2nd.  Don’t be late and bring your chatter box fingers with you.  We will be playing H.O.R.S.E. and everyone will have an opportunity to play a game they favor.  Look for ‘PokerWorks Family’ or Tournament #117214558.  C U There!

“Beginning this year, all ten $10,000+ buy-in tournaments are designated as official world championships” the news released this year by the WSOP. (more…)

Hey kids, PokerWorks has a newsletter available that brings you - obviously the damn news - but the latest articles that have gone up on the site, each day.  You get the newsletter, you see an article you want to check out, click on it and BOOM!  You are directed right to it.  Sign up for the newsletter on the bottom right of the PokerWorks main page.  I subscribed to it and today I got my first newsletter.  Yippee!  (more…)

I’m often amazed at how many people Walmart employs and - let’s have a special cheer for them for providing jobs to so many - I appreciate the fact that they hire everyone, from the kid with three lip piercings and 12 eyebrow ring/spikes/plugs, to the old crusty fart that stares at you as you walk out with your purchases.  It is a great way to keep a lot of us employed.  I hope I never end up there, but one never knows the full extent of what will happen with life.  And I would work before I sat back and waited for someone to feed me or care for me…since I can’t win at poker, Walmart is an option.  That out of the way, let’s talk Walmart. (more…)

If you’re reading this, please get out your notebook and start figuring out where I went wrong as a child, or somewhere in between then and now.  First, the fact that I continue to return to the green felt to punish myself with sick beats means something is seriously wrong with me.  Do I think I am a better player than those I sit with?  Mostly all of them; which brings us back to the fact that there is something seriously wrong with me.  How can I be a better player than them when they know that 2-4 is going to beat a flopped set of Aces?  (more…)