Happy Thanksgiving

Wishing everyone a day filled with great company and the sharing of food and laughter.  I didn’t kill a turkey but I am going to take a big bite of one later today at my sis’s place.  The food will be superb and those that come to join in are all friendly.  May the same be at your table today.

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Cold here in the desert

I’m headed to Las Vegas in the next few hours to do a follow-up with my surgeon after going back to the hospital for a coupla days.  That may not make sense.  I was actually scheduled for a 3-month checkup after having my pal Foley removed almost two weeks ago. But when I checked into ER and an abdominal hematoma was discovered, I spent 2 days in the hospital undergoing more tests, blah, blah, blah. This follow-up is a follow-up to that. Continue reading

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Looking over the poker world

After being almost completely out of the loop for some time (close to 3 weeks), I started reading some catch-up news. Frankly, there are two things that really caught my eye or — boggle my mind. Continue reading

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Misery

I started this a number of days ago.  I came back 4 times.  I’m not having a very good time still but want to finish this post so I can get on to the next step in life.

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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

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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

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Leveling the Playing Field of Insanity

There are a number of days in my life that I felt I fit right right into the category of being insane – not criminally insane because the only harm I do to living things is squash bugs and flies – but the land of the insane is a great place to be at times. Continue reading

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YES! I made it back…

My effort to get my tush into the chair to keep the ink (virtual) flowing here has been a travesty during the month of September.  I do know ‘trying’ never did anything, I can remember hearing that a zillion or so times as a youngster.  I’m working on it though…really…no…really!

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Yup, I made it back

Go figure that I have such a hard time getting here.  My great scheme of trying to get here every day sure was thrown under the wheels of the bus.  A few thousands cars ran over it and backed up to make sure they got it again — sideways! Continue reading

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Even watching hurt

I’ve been gimping around as of late.  Little grouchy pains egging on bigger pains and finally made the move to head out the door to the desert late this evening with my doggie-o.  She was crazy to go, jumping around, panting, pacing as she waited for me to get ready. Continue reading

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