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
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!
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
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
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
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
it took a big dip…that’s the streak with my ‘post everyday’ idea that fell through. If good intentions carried the field, I’d be first when the checkered flag hit every time. Some days are good days for me, others are so-so, and some are just downright shit-tae!
You know that when you frequent the same poker games every week, you get to know everyone — and their dog and cat, and family, and all those details you really would rather skip at times. Yuppers…we’re heading back to the past. Continue reading
The boy – Mr. Riot – went home on Thursday evening after arriving the 1st part of July. He spent one week at home this summer, other than that, he’s been with me, Dan, and Scout. It seems strange not to have to think food at a certain time, brush your teeth, get a shower, don’t do this, do do that, etc. Continue reading
The good ol’ days. I learned to play 5-Card Stud with a joker in the deck first. I won’t lie and say I lernt the game really well but I did start to put the pieces together after I bet myself broke when I made a straight and someone else had a 4-card flush showing. Obviously I lost. I thought my hand would beat a flush. Continue reading