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Remember that book "The Rules". Wasn't that a pile of crap? Try these on for size.
Monday, August 29, 2011
I'll Take Stupid Answers for... No, wait...
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Ship it!
And not the fun kind of withdrawal you make at a bank. We're talking about the blood-chilling, 48 hours without heroin, baby crawling on the ceiling type of withdrawal (Go see Trainspotting).
It's been almost 4 months since "Black Friday", i.e. the day that poker died, hit the US. Since then I have barely played a lick of poker. Thus, I'm rusty.
Some of you may know that I am currently working the poker beat. I'm lucky enough to be a part of the team that is putting together the Main Event episodes of the World Series of Poker. However, in the dark of night, while staring at my computer screen with nothing to do, I made a fatal mistake.
I decided to play poker, online, for play money.(Gasp!)
Long story short, it was a call-fest, everyone sucked, everyone sucked out, I folded a straight flush draw (god why!) and I was left like a fat kid who was promised cake and then given rice cakes.
Pissed. Hungry too, but mostly pissed.
Someone please give me a good reason why online poker should be illegal, while we can still gamble in casino and Granny can whittle away her food stamps playing bingo in church!
I hear crickets.
Finito. I'm tired of arguing
There are smart people in congress. There are also a lot of people who are horrible at games of skill. These people sadly seems to be one and the same. Seeing the Republicans, roll the democrats in debt ceiling negotiations was disgusting. Now our entire country will pay because why?
Because Republicans are better than Democrats at Poker! I mean lawmaking... no, I was right the first time. Poker, like chess, scrabble or monopoly, is a game of skill. You have to manipulate many factors in your favor in order to have the best opportunity to win and yes, occasionally luck will intervene.
Before I get more obtuse and incensed, I make a simple plea. Will Daniel Negreanu, Phil Ivey, Annie Duke, Phil Hellmuth, Doyle Brunson and the rest of the poker elite please take a break from poker to teach the Democrats how to "play Congress"? It would do wonders for this country and might speed up poker's legalization in the process. Thanks.
Sunday, July 3, 2011
Hard 8? Try Hard 17!
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Thnks fr th mmrs
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> The image? Fall Out Boy obsession aside (don't hate), I want to thank everyone for my time in CT over the past 6.5 years.
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> It's been fun and sad and crazy and sexy and cool and fetch. I could run on and on until the break of dawn, but as I prepare to move to California, I can't help but think Of super Mario Bros. 3. (yes, a "The Wizard" reference)
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> In that game, Mario learns to fly with a raccoon tail. WTF? some Japanese programmer was clearly smoking crack when the came up with that one. Nonetheless, no matter how many times Mario is told that his "princess is in another castle" he always finds a (creepy, likely pot-induced) way to succeed.
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> That will be me in Los Angeles. I'm more of a Yoshi, but I won't be laying eggs. I will succeed out there despite the odds and I hope those of you who have enriched my life do the same.
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> Just because I'm moving 2400 miles away (Jeebus that's far!) doesn't mean I'm out of the picture. Call, visit and in the mean time rock on with your bad self. Just don't think you can replace me, I promise he won't taste any sweeter.
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> One more night, one more time...
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Sunday, April 3, 2011
Just Plain Wrong: Disney Edition
Apologies for all the ad balloons in the video. Then again, it's not my video. Deal with it.
Monday, March 28, 2011
The Reverse Jigsaw
We're trained from a young age to be able to solve puzzles, but who is supposed to teach us how to take them apart?
In the philosophical waxing that my friends have become accustomed to, it seems stupid that we are taught to take risks, and that it's ok to make mistakes, but we are never really taught to fix them.
So instead of a world filled with accurately solved puzzles, we live in a world literally littered with mistakes. Katrina, BP, Japan's nuclear predicament, the list goes on.
For fear of reprisal, I'll refrain from irreverence, knowing he cries of "too soon" are always cocked and loaded in the mouths of the sensitive (again, erase your dirty mind) I just hope everyone has been provoked to think and consider the impact a "jigsaw reversal" (not a wrestling move or "Saw" movie) could have on their life.
Friday, March 18, 2011
FrAILty
So, in 2 days I'll be a cripple. Ok, not quite. But after surgery (can't wait to
see how many people cuss me out for not mentioning this earlier...) I'll be
banned from physical activity for six weeks.
So to all of you bastards who enjoy poking fun at my physique, enjoy the flab.
And for those who encourage me, please contribute to my slim-fast fund.
There is a revelation here though beyond the usual, "why is my body betraying
me, I don't smoke, I don't do drugs, WTF!" line of thought.
I never realized how serious/important fitness was/is to me. Now having it
ripped from me, honestly feels like a kick to the groin. Seriously, this is like
a top 5, maybe top 3 thing.
But alas life goes on. As a positive, I'm about to have an extra 8-10 hours a
week. Should I put it towards my poker game? Some game show pilots? Hamster
cloning?
If you've actually read this far, you definitely have a say, so throw in a
suggestion.
And the countdown begins. T-minus 48 hours until someone better get me a rascal
scooter!
Monday, March 14, 2011
Wile E. Coyote vs. James Franco
So when an inebriated, incapacitated James Franco decided to unceremoniously defecate on your annual ceremony of popular people, some of you took it hard.
Yet some people still defended James because while his performance on the Oscar broadcast wasn't top notch, his performance in 127 hours was moving and awe-inspiring.
Well, I'd like to refute that point with Exhibit A. I present Wile. E. Coyote in 127 Hours. Enjoy.
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Attention Nittany Lions: SILENCE!
In the 1% chance that we can raise some hell please don't jinx us by taunting those heathen buckeyes. Save calling them the red headed step children of the big ten until after the game. Just because they go to an inferior school is not a reason to belittle them prior to the fall. Their tears will only taste sweet after they drink the Gatorade.
Fear the lion. That is all.
OMG! More Angry Birds!
Mobile blogging, huh?
And yes, this is me testing mobile blogging from my iPhone. Please, no comments as to the inferiority of it being a 3.0.
Friday, January 14, 2011
Just Plain Wrong Pt 2: The Translation
Now I understand not all of you speak Japanese, so here's a translation courtesy of Topanga...
I mean Danielle Fishel and The Dish
(props to The Dish for many hahas)
New Feature: Just Plain Wrong!
"The Top Charming Breast Stimulator"
Enjoy!
Friday, January 7, 2011
Living In The Present
I promise to bring some irreverence back to this blog in the near future, but for the moment he I go being all serious again.
I'm not repeating where i heard this (for fear of protecting my man card), but while surfing through the TV channels I came across an interesting interview in which the topic of Michael Jackson came up.
No, I was not watching "To Catch a Predator". The key information was such:
Michael Jackson spent his entire life trying to re-create Thriller. even when he created Bad and sold 20 million copies, he wasn't satisfied, because he didn't match his initial phenomenon.
Kind of disturbing when you really think about it. Kind of sad too. I'm going to be doing my best to take this to heart because I'm definitely at fault for this in my personal life.
People close to me know the answer to this question: What is the proudest moment in my life?
The answer: Winning my 5th Grade Spelling Bee.
Relative to everything that I have done, I feel I worked the hardest, faced the most pressure and beat the toughest odds to accomplish that one single feat at the age of 10.
What does that say for the rest of my life?
It says I need to give myself a little more credit. Stop living in the past. And start being impressed by every little thing that I do. After all, I've been working hard for 28 years, if I don't recognize my own efforts, who will?