Grumpy Old Crank writing today:
This week seems to have been nothing but headaches for me, since the week started. Oh, sure, my beloved Lions had a great win to start the week, and the Sox (2nd favorite MLB team) came through to sweep the Rockies later on, but after that it's been all downhill.
Monday went fine enough, save for wasting 7 hours of my day at the office taking care of trivial, minutia-type issues and shit. After leaving a bit earlier than normal because Kelley was getting stitches taken out of her mouth, I walk in the door just before 6 (after running to 3 different stores with 2 kids and not having any issues), about 5 minutes before she came home. Sweet, I'm thinking, I get to play poker tonight, after all - Kelley's appointment was at 6, and I wasn't gonna make her race home just so I could play cards.
After saying that I didn't want to eat because I was going to eat at poker (and spend some more of that phat gift certificate, in the process), I got one of "the speeches" that I'm used to hearing around the house:
"GREAT! Now I get to stay home and do all the kids Halloween bags! You need to prioritize here, Brian - your kids come first!" - not wanting to ruffle any feather any further, I decided to stay home Monday night.
About 7:50, however, I noticed Kelley getting on her pajamas, and getting her nail stuff out. "Aren't we putting bags together?", I asked. "I'm too f'n tired, Brian - let's do them tomorrow". Needless to say, this did not exactly endear herself to me for, oh, the rest of the evening. If this was a dude doing something like this to another man, this would be what us men would call a "dick move" on Kelley's part.
About 8:45 or so, after stewing on the chair for an hour, I got up, got my smokes, my keys, and my cell phone, and told Kelley that I was going up to the bar for a couple of hours to play some video games, i.e. "blow off some steam"...which turned out to be quite a fruitful night, free game wise (I was on fire with the high scores on the silly Megatouch game). At least when I got home and woke Kell up from the couch to go to bed, she apologized to me for "being such a bitch earlier" about the poker game...I didn't say anything - no need to jerk that chain tonight.
Last night I get stuck handing out candy to the little brats in our subdivision, yet again - at least this year I was stylish in my fleece jacket and jeans. The last 2 or 3 years have been very cold, so it was nice to not have to wear a jacket outside yesterday. On my block, from the 13 houses (26, if you count both sides) from my house to the main, a whopping 2 houses were handing out candy. The rest of the subdivision was quite hoppin' last night, but I still ran out of junk to pass out before 8pm. At least the kids bussed in from Detroit actually wore Halloween costumes this time around, which I can't say is the case every year.
Other shiznit on my mind:
- Stevo, you shoulda skipped the donkfest known as the cash game, but at you're showing your charitable side by allowing someone else to get final table points this week at Dino's!
- After watching bits and pieces of the DemoTard debate the other night, I've come to the conclusion that Hillary Clinton has already cinched the nomination for the Dems...all without having to give one substantive statement (other than "I'm married to Bill!") about why she really should be President. Obama is nothing more than blowharded empty-suit, Edwards is a total joke (mega-millionaire lawyers can't play populist with a straight face), and the rest of the field should just quit now.
- Go back and listen to her unscripted response to the illegal immigrants getting driver's licenses in New York again, and ask yourself if that's the kind of squishy politician you want running the country next year.
- Oh yeah, Hillary and her minions are now crying that moderators Tim Russert and Brian Williams were "too tough and unfair" to Mrs. Clinton. The feminist movement is a joke - they expect women to be treated as equals with men in every respect of life, and ignore obvious differences between the sexes...yet when they actually are treated as equals as men, what's the first complaint by these same women? "You were fighting unfairly against a woman!" :-\
- Played 4 $6+.50 SnGs at Stars yesterday, and made a whopping $1 in profit - I just don't have the time or patience anymore to play for a couple of hours at a time, but I enjoyed that time yesterday afternoon. Made $5 or so at the HORSE table in the 10 minutes I was there. Might have to play a couple of $15+1 tonight and HORSE tables tonight - fishies aplenty at the cash games lately!
- God, I have no motivation to write today - I'm out!
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2 comments:
Believe me, bro, if I'd known what I was in for, I wouldn't have made such a big effort to go to that cash game... I could have stayed at Dino's and made $50 instead of blowing $50! See my blog for details, I think it's called Poker Blog LXII or some such. Still on the front page.
And, nice little jab there. We should both be in for the final table by now, dontcha think?
I would think so, but I think last time 21 points was needed to get to the final table. Way I see it, I have a 1st, 4th, 5th, and 2 no-cashes, so that makes 2 (for showing up 2 times and getting nothing) + 9 (1st place) + 6 + 5 (4th & 5th) for, errrrrrr, 22 points.
Unless I gave myself one too many points for each final table...pays 8, right? So 2 for 8th, 3 for 7th, and so on - we should be in (whenever that is), but I wouldn't mind one or 2 more deep runs to make it.
A lot of the same people seem to be there, but busting out 8th/9th/10th ain't getting many points for anyone.
See you next Monday!
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