Monthly Archives: February 2007
Yesterday would have been my 7th wedding anniversary, a fact which did not occur to me until this morning. I suppose that can be taken as a sign of healing. Or maybe it’s simply a reflection of how much fun … Continue reading
I am not a big fan of NASCAR. It’s not snobbery. It just doesn’t do anything for me. This is in sharp contrast to the thousands of brightly-hued, leather jacket-sporting denizens invading my sleepy suburban hamlet this weekend for the … Continue reading
I played The Mookie tonight. Briefly. Ran QQ into AA in about an orbit and a half, a fact which would usually make me shrug my shouders, mutter “bleeping cooler” to myself and move on. But really, I shoulda known, … Continue reading
Life is like a potluck at work. You never know what kind of weird shit people think will appeal to the group at large. Consider this post in the same vein.
There was a time when I’d sprain an index finger running to the keyboard after being bad beaten by burros on the virtual felt. Now, I just shrug my shoulders and talk about it a few days later.
I’m currently of the mind I’d
One of the best aspects of having a child is marking milestones with them, those important moments that make you realize your son is growing up. Baby’s first step. Baby’s first smile. Baby’s first successful bowel movement in the toilet. … Continue reading
Thursday saw me making another trip out to San Manuel Indian Casino. Or, as I call it: Waterloo. Despite my scarring slow-roll experience last week playing 4/8, I again braved the elements–in the form of egregious use of Aqua Net–to … Continue reading
It’s official. I’m a charity case. My sad sack post yesterday
Forgive me Full Tilt for I have sinned. It’s been 14 days since my last online poker session.