Hello World,
I am alive and well and miss my blog of 10 plus years. 2016 is knocking on the door. Thanksgiving is nearing and Christmas as well.
Starbucks has infuriated some of the faithful by discontinuing its Christmas cup.
Syrians want to come into the country.
Climate change is still a hot topic.
Gun control. Ditto.
The presidential race is heating up.
Bernie and Hillary are going at it.
Trump and Carson. ditto
I can't get into the left wing propaganda. Right wing. ditto.
Life's too short, eh?
I've got a poker tournament today. So life is good!
Hello. goodbye. Ditto.
Over and out.
Saturday, November 21, 2015
Wednesday, April 01, 2015
"What's It All About, Alfie?"
Well, here we go again. Where it stops nobody knows.
I recently won the "Tournament of Champions" poker tournament at GPN. Out of 16 contestants even though 24 were invited I was victorious. $250.00 was the prize plus the recognition. A 250 point bounty follows me throughout the year. And I'm not obligated to buy food at the venues to receive a chip up.
Last Friday I won the deepstack tournament at YKnots. Around 60 participants. It was the craziest and wildest games I've ever been associated with. Drunks and drama. And me, basically, a teetotaler. ( thank you spellcheck ). It became a showdown between me and Tom and Kristen, who was drunk as a coot.
Tom knocked out Kristen so it became heads up. Several hands later I attempted to bluff with a 2 and a nine. All in. Tom had two pair, but I hit a straight on the river. Thanks to Kaos, a railbird if you will, who noticed the straight when no one else did. Me and Tom had exchanged congratulatory handshakes thinking it was over, Tom the winner. With my new life I dominated the rest of the way. And won a $40.00 gift certificate. And it vaulted me into 3rd place in the monthly points total. Ain't life grand?
Enough of poker. The final four is this weekend. Michigan State, Duke, Wisconsin and Kentucky are the teams. Kentucky is the favorite. Time will tell.
Well that's it. Farewell and adieu and gimme shelter.
I recently won the "Tournament of Champions" poker tournament at GPN. Out of 16 contestants even though 24 were invited I was victorious. $250.00 was the prize plus the recognition. A 250 point bounty follows me throughout the year. And I'm not obligated to buy food at the venues to receive a chip up.
Last Friday I won the deepstack tournament at YKnots. Around 60 participants. It was the craziest and wildest games I've ever been associated with. Drunks and drama. And me, basically, a teetotaler. ( thank you spellcheck ). It became a showdown between me and Tom and Kristen, who was drunk as a coot.
Tom knocked out Kristen so it became heads up. Several hands later I attempted to bluff with a 2 and a nine. All in. Tom had two pair, but I hit a straight on the river. Thanks to Kaos, a railbird if you will, who noticed the straight when no one else did. Me and Tom had exchanged congratulatory handshakes thinking it was over, Tom the winner. With my new life I dominated the rest of the way. And won a $40.00 gift certificate. And it vaulted me into 3rd place in the monthly points total. Ain't life grand?
Enough of poker. The final four is this weekend. Michigan State, Duke, Wisconsin and Kentucky are the teams. Kentucky is the favorite. Time will tell.
Well that's it. Farewell and adieu and gimme shelter.
Wednesday, February 11, 2015
"Dear Cat"
Dear Cat, Recently, I have become addicted to Facebook. I'm posting snippets here, snippets there. I have even borrowed from you via Golden Pond. I read posts from my friends and family. Half liberal, half conservative. I now live FB day and night. Do you think I have a problem? Signed: Not Zuckerberg
Dear Zuck: No, you do not have a problem. I'm a fan of FB too. I love reading accounts of global warming; what someone eats for breakfast and supper; one's love of God and country; and who let the dawgs out. Thanks for the query.
Dear Cat, Seattle lost the Super Bowl to New England. Did you watch and who did you want to win? Or is it whom did you want to win? Signed: Perplexed in Grammar with Deflated Balls.
Dear Perplexed: I watched the game and was ecstatic that the Patriots won. I like Tom Brady because he was a 6th round draft pick. The interception that sealed the victory was icing on the red velvet cake.
My balls would have been deflated if Seattle had won, seeing how I had a $50 bet on the game. Btw, I love it when prissy folks think whom is always the correct way to go. Whom wants to go; whom has deflated balls; and whom ate the red velvet cake. Thanks for the query.
Dear Cat, You recently celebrated your ### birthday. You are getting old as the hills. How does it feel to be old as dirt? Signed: I'm so tired; and as you say, apologies to John Ono Lennon.
Dear John: Let me start out with the usual cliches. I'm not getting older I'm getting better. I am like fine wine. better with age. You're as old as you feel. I've fallen and I can't get up. Getting old is a bitch in reality. There's more hair in my ears than fruit flies on a rotten plantain ( used before but it's one of my favorite quips ); my knees ache cos I probably need knee replacements; I use a comb over to hide the recession of my hair; and I enjoy reminiscing of an earlier time. Btw, John Winston coined: "why in the world are we here; surely, not to live in pain and fear. Thanks for the query.
Dear Cat: Casablanca is a hot topic on FB. It's one of your favorite movies, eh? What do you like about it? Whom is your favorite actor in the film? Signed: Play it again, Sam.
Dear Sam: Thanks for the query. It's who is your favorite actor. Not whom. Didn't you read the above query? Anyway, it's one helluva love story. "We'll always have Paris. We didn't have, we, we lost it until you came to Casablanca. We got it back last night.." Everyone can relate.
It's funny:
Dear Zuck: No, you do not have a problem. I'm a fan of FB too. I love reading accounts of global warming; what someone eats for breakfast and supper; one's love of God and country; and who let the dawgs out. Thanks for the query.
Dear Cat, Seattle lost the Super Bowl to New England. Did you watch and who did you want to win? Or is it whom did you want to win? Signed: Perplexed in Grammar with Deflated Balls.
Dear Perplexed: I watched the game and was ecstatic that the Patriots won. I like Tom Brady because he was a 6th round draft pick. The interception that sealed the victory was icing on the red velvet cake.
My balls would have been deflated if Seattle had won, seeing how I had a $50 bet on the game. Btw, I love it when prissy folks think whom is always the correct way to go. Whom wants to go; whom has deflated balls; and whom ate the red velvet cake. Thanks for the query.
Dear Cat, You recently celebrated your ### birthday. You are getting old as the hills. How does it feel to be old as dirt? Signed: I'm so tired; and as you say, apologies to John Ono Lennon.
Dear John: Let me start out with the usual cliches. I'm not getting older I'm getting better. I am like fine wine. better with age. You're as old as you feel. I've fallen and I can't get up. Getting old is a bitch in reality. There's more hair in my ears than fruit flies on a rotten plantain ( used before but it's one of my favorite quips ); my knees ache cos I probably need knee replacements; I use a comb over to hide the recession of my hair; and I enjoy reminiscing of an earlier time. Btw, John Winston coined: "why in the world are we here; surely, not to live in pain and fear. Thanks for the query.
Dear Cat: Casablanca is a hot topic on FB. It's one of your favorite movies, eh? What do you like about it? Whom is your favorite actor in the film? Signed: Play it again, Sam.
Dear Sam: Thanks for the query. It's who is your favorite actor. Not whom. Didn't you read the above query? Anyway, it's one helluva love story. "We'll always have Paris. We didn't have, we, we lost it until you came to Casablanca. We got it back last night.." Everyone can relate.
It's funny:
Captain Renault:
What in heaven's name brought you to Casablanca?
Rick: My health. I came to Casablanca for the waters.
Captain Renault: The waters? What waters? We're in the desert.
Rick: I was misinformed.
And it has the intrigue of World War II as a backdrop.
Rick: My health. I came to Casablanca for the waters.
Captain Renault: The waters? What waters? We're in the desert.
Rick: I was misinformed.
And it has the intrigue of World War II as a backdrop.
[about Rick]
Major Strasser: You give him credit for too much cleverness. My impression was that he's just another blundering American.
Captain Renault: We musn't underestimate "American blundering". I was with them when they "blundered" into Berlin in 1918.
Thanks for the query. Whom cares, eh? Er, who cares?
Major Strasser: You give him credit for too much cleverness. My impression was that he's just another blundering American.
Captain Renault: We musn't underestimate "American blundering". I was with them when they "blundered" into Berlin in 1918.
Thanks for the query. Whom cares, eh? Er, who cares?
Wednesday, January 14, 2015
"Dear Cat"
Update time:
Ohio State is the new champion of college football. With a 3rd string quarterback to boot. Congrats to Urban Meyer.
Petrol or as we say in the U.S. ( gasoline ) is under the $2.00 mark. In my neck of the woods anyway. Who would have ever thunk it?
I played poker tonight at the "Half Shell" in Newnan, just outside of Golden Pond. Where they claim to have the best chili dogs in town. They are all right by me, but the prissy folks claim the food is nasty-not up to par. How can you mess up a hot dog? And the brunswick stew is much better than its counterpart at Smokey Bones. The latter establishment evokes the age old question: "where's the beef ?" Or pork in this case.
Anyway, I was victorious-got some good hands at advangeous times. Won a $10.00 gift certificate-ain't life grand?
"Sex, sin, beer and wine; we're the class of '69" was our mantra back in the not so halcyon days of a time long long ago. As for my involvement: sex-only my hairdresser knows for sure-; sin-yes, I sinned; beer-yes, I indulged with my usual suspect of friends; and wine-yes, we partook in that activity as well. Mogan David was made in our neighborhood, and we, as young schoolboys, supported their business plan. More about price ( low ) than a sense of loyalty to our local bottlers.
My birthday was the day after Christmas. Happy 63 ( ouch ) to me.
2015? Already? Time flies when yer havin' fun! Eh?
I worked Christmas Eve; New Years Eve; and New Years Day!
The NFL is nearing Super Bowl Sunday. It's down to the Pack, Seahawks, Pats, and Colts.
Because I'm getting weary and "The Case of the Lonely Eloper" ( Perry Mason ) is on tv, the author of this foray will bid adieu.
Gimme shelter et al.
Ohio State is the new champion of college football. With a 3rd string quarterback to boot. Congrats to Urban Meyer.
Petrol or as we say in the U.S. ( gasoline ) is under the $2.00 mark. In my neck of the woods anyway. Who would have ever thunk it?
I played poker tonight at the "Half Shell" in Newnan, just outside of Golden Pond. Where they claim to have the best chili dogs in town. They are all right by me, but the prissy folks claim the food is nasty-not up to par. How can you mess up a hot dog? And the brunswick stew is much better than its counterpart at Smokey Bones. The latter establishment evokes the age old question: "where's the beef ?" Or pork in this case.
Anyway, I was victorious-got some good hands at advangeous times. Won a $10.00 gift certificate-ain't life grand?
"Sex, sin, beer and wine; we're the class of '69" was our mantra back in the not so halcyon days of a time long long ago. As for my involvement: sex-only my hairdresser knows for sure-; sin-yes, I sinned; beer-yes, I indulged with my usual suspect of friends; and wine-yes, we partook in that activity as well. Mogan David was made in our neighborhood, and we, as young schoolboys, supported their business plan. More about price ( low ) than a sense of loyalty to our local bottlers.
My birthday was the day after Christmas. Happy 63 ( ouch ) to me.
2015? Already? Time flies when yer havin' fun! Eh?
I worked Christmas Eve; New Years Eve; and New Years Day!
The NFL is nearing Super Bowl Sunday. It's down to the Pack, Seahawks, Pats, and Colts.
Because I'm getting weary and "The Case of the Lonely Eloper" ( Perry Mason ) is on tv, the author of this foray will bid adieu.
Gimme shelter et al.
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