Somehow another work week has snuck up on me. I'd like to take a blunt instrument to whomever it was that decided that Mondays should even be on the calendar. There are definitely explitives in my immediate future.
The same pile of crap is stacked on my desk that was there on Friday. I should have spent all weekend here putting it away, but I didn't. So now I will pay the price.
Anyway ...
It was a quiet weekend on the poker front. Why is it, do you suppose, that your internet connection never flakes out on you when it would be helpful? I had serious connection problems (if you consider being unable to connect at all a problem) on Saturday. Why couldn't they have come on Friday night, when I was getting my ass handed to me by variance?
Friday night. It's a frustrating thing, not being able to take advantage of opportunity. I found an ideal seat, on the left of a certified maniac in one of Full Tilt's Cap PLAY MONEY PLO games. The guy was giving away cash -- he went through at least six caps before he left. The thing is, I didn't get any of it. Oh, I got one of them, but he got at least two or three back from me, including one where I was a 93/7 favorite going to the river. All in capped on the flop. Sigh. So standard.
Not busto, but frustrated.
Nothing played Saturday or Sunday. I did watch most of the final table of the Blogger Big Game after the Tigers beat the Cardinals, nice job Lucko21.
Speaking of watching sports on TV, there was a lot of that done this weekend, which means that I saw about a million commercials. Two comments:
(1) I enjoyed the Dodge Nitro commercial, where the Nitro driver offers a jump to someone who needs one, ends up shooting the other car into the air. Is it ironic if (as I think is the case) the other car, which ends up trashed, is an old Dodge Spirit/Plymouth Acclaim?
(2) Can the election be over already? ^&*(!ing political ads. I will say that Dick Devos' 21 year old daughter is not heinous. Not a reason to vote for pops, though.
And now, back into the maelstrom.
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