Feels like Tuesday, which is good, because it seems like the week is shorter when I actually realize that it’s Wednesday. Thinking back, I’m not sure that makes sense.

Anyway, it’s Wednesday, and it sucks so far. I have a dentist appointment tonight. I hate it there. I’m only going in for a cleaning, and I still don’t want to go. I’m forced to stop and ponder why anyone would ever decide to be a dentist. What the hell is going through your mind when you decide that you want to be the one person that no one, ever, wants to go see? I mean, when was the last time you heard anyone say “I’m going to the dentist, woohoo”? Never. You know why? The dentist sucks. So I’m forced to sit at work, and dread the end of the day when I have to go sit at the dentist office. Look at that. A place so terrible, that I would rather stay at work. Joy.

Not much to update. Played poker last night. Tired today. I’m stilll kicking around the idea of keeping stats this year, like we did last year. It was nice to see where you stood. For some people at least. It was just a pain in the ass to do everytime we played. It will be easier though, sicne we don’t play as much. Actually, while I type this, I’ve decided to do it. So there will be a new MPT leaderboard up some time today.

Other than that, it’s just a regular old hump day here at work. Well, as regular as it could be nowadays. For those that don’t know, it’s not exaclty going well for anyone here lately. The worst part is I actually like my job. So I sit here, hoping that everything eventually falls in line, and things get better around here. But we all know that’s not going to happen.

I’m not into kids. They’re just not my thing. That doesn’t mean that I don’t like you if you have them, I just don’t want any. The thing that I don’t get is, if you like kids, and you want them, why can’t you understand if someone else doesn’t? It’s the exact same feeling in reverse. But everyone says the same thing, you’ll feel different when they’re yours. Does that make sense? At all? What if I was dumb enough to say “maybe your right, I might feel different when they’re mine”. Then I have a kid and realize that they were wrong. It’s not like I could give it back.

Also, don’t take offense if I don’t want to hold your kid. It’s not you, or your kid, it’s simply not my thing. When I tell you ahead of time that I don’t like kids, why do you act suprised when I don’t want to hold yours? That’s like you telling me you hate hamburgers, and a week later, me being suprised when you won’t eat one that I barbequed.

This little rant was inspired a couple of situations at work. One, someone brought their kid in and asked if I wanted to hold it. They seemed totally offended when I said no. Whatever, they knew I didn’t like kids. I think they thought that by holding their child, it would somehow change my feelings for kids. Like the ghost of Christmas past, trying to change this Scrooge’s feelings.

Bah Humbug.

Two, and slightly more entertaining, someone came into my office yesterday and said “did you hear the big news?” I said no, and they said “our kid did their first somersault yesterday!”

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I had no idea how to respond to that. I said, wow, I’m sorry to hear that. They okay? They went on to inform me that it is actually a good thing.

My point is, I don’t get kids. And I don’t want to get them. If you love kids, great. Good for you. I hope you have as many happy, healthy babies as you want. Just don’t look at me with that deer in the headlights look, when I tell you that I don’t want any. Which is always followed up with the question, “ever?” Yes, ever. I’m far to selfish for children, and smart enough to admit that, despite all the shit everyone gives me for it.

I’m going to start asking people to adopt Anacondas as pets. When they say that they don’t want to live with something like that, I’m going to look at them in amazement and ask, “ever”?

PS
No, I’m not comparing your kids to Anaconda’s. It’s just an analogy.

I have a headache. It’s kind of a weird headache. I’ve had it for two days now. It’s weird because it comes and goes. Right now it’s here, and it sucks.

I need to wash my truck. It’s filthy. I can’t stand it anymore.

I went to my Dads house last night. We watched the Pistons game together. He looked really good. His attitude was good, and he was obviously way happier being at home. It was nice to see him seemingly doing that well.

Tonight it’s 2.5 mile run, shower, Bonnies house. Should be a good time.

There really isn’t anything to update right now. I mean, I could just ramble on and on about nothing, in an attempt to satisfy you, my loyal readers. But that just wouldn’t be fair. Besides that, I wouldn’t want to insult you guys. You guys could easily see through a smoke screen of BS. You guys could easily see through a post about nothing, just to keep your attention long enough for me to actually post about something. So I won’t do that to you…….um, okay, bye then.

Man, I love HiDef. When I’m looking for something to watch, I always check the HiDef channels first.

One of my favorite shows on TV is the Daily Show, and Comedy Central is not in HiDef. That blows. I love the Daily Show. Actually, this 11-12 line up Comedy Central has going is pretty good. Daily Show followed by Tough Crowd. Anyway, I wish Comedy Central would get on the ball, and start broadcasting in HD. Once you watch an HD show, it’s hard to watch regular TV. Looks like crap.

Man, Rosey Parez is on the Daily Show right now, and damn is it funny. They’re talking about the Daily Shows book entitled America:The Book. Rosey said that there were pictures of the supreme court justices naked in there. She said that “whatever the white woman with the grey hairs name is, you have her titties out like blam!” to which Jon Stewart replied “with supreme court justices you should really show some respect and call them breasts”. It was damn funny. I think I want that book. Those writers are damn good.

“If it wasn’t for luck, I’d win every game”

That is a quote by Phil Helmuth Jr. Phil Helmuth Jr. is a professional poker player. He’s been a world champion, and he’s won 9 WSOP (world series of poker) bracelets. 9 WSOP bracelets is tied for the most all time. He has a poker book….a damn good poker book. With all of these accomplishments, do you know what he’s known for? For being a whiner. He’s very vocal at the poker table. He bitches about bad beats, dumb calls and blind luck. Is that wrong? When is it okay to complain about a bad beat? Is it only okay to complain when the person doing it doesn’t win much?

I’m fed up with people bitching at me, the same argument over and over. Why is it okay for you to complain about a call, but not for me? Why can you say this person played dumb, or that person made a dumb call, but I can’t. I wasn’t even at the game last night, and Billy tells me that a bunch of people were jumping on his shit for what they considered bad calls. The thing that makes me laugh is that if I was the one jumping on his shit, I would, yet again, be called a whiner or an asshole. A bunch of fucking hypocrites. Period. Fact is, if you’ve ever complained about a hand, you can’t bitch at someone else for doing it.

And for all you thin skinned people, if someone bitches about a call you made, after you take a pot from them, there is absolutely no reason for you to get pissed off. You played that hand for whatever reason, and you won. If someone bitching about your play bothers you that much, stay away from the poker table. You don’t belong there.

Everyone deals with their ups and downs at the poker table differently. Me? I express my feelings right then and there. I’ll bitch, yell, whatever I feel fits the situation. I even kicked my chip case once. I stay mad about 20 minutes, and thats it. Then I’m back to joking with everyone, dealing, or whatever. Some people don’t say anything until the next day. Some people don’t say anything at all. They just grab their keys and leave. My question is why is one better than the other? I prefer my method. Within a half hour I’ve complained and gotten over it. Is that so bad? Bad enough for people to call me a whiner behind my back. On a side note, to the pussies who don’t have th balls to say that shit to my face, go fuck yourselves. You know who you are….and so do I.

So, why me? Why do people bitch about me when I complain? Joey and I came up with the reason. And it wasn’t hard to figure out. Hell, people have flat out told me this was the reason. Because I’m in first place. Easy target I guess. This brings me to my next point about who plays cards with us.

Joey and I had a good conversation tonight. We were talking about complaining and complaints. He said something that made me think. What I came up with is that there are two people that we play cards with. “Friends” and “other”. We might be close to the time we recycle the “other”. I’m getting pretty testy at the poker table with people bitching. I think it’s because I’m sick of the same old complaints. The problem is, it’s never the people that push you to the edge that get the brunt of your wrath, it’s the innocent that nudges you over. That’s what I’m going to try and stop.

All hell, I had a lot more to type, but I’m tired. It’d 4:00am, and I’m going to bed now.

This is to all you fans of this old show. I know it was wildly popular back in the early 90’s. Do me a favor, watch it now. You’ll have to sit by yourself and watch it, to hide the embarrassment. Because let’s be honest here, that show sucks. Kel and I were flipping around this morning and she paused on an old episode, it was in a word….crap. Sorry to all you early 90’s tv fans, but it was.

How would one person gain 20 pounds in two months? Not trying of course. I mean someone who has watched their weight for a while now. Someone who busted their ass to lose 40 pounds by running several miles a day, EVERYDAY, for months. Someone like yours truly.

You want to know how to gain the weight back quick? It’s very easy to do. All you have to do is quit smoking. Son of a bitch. I quit smoking and started eating. I didn’t even know it was happening till it was too late. Now here I am, another uphill battle, back on the regiment. Eating right, working out, busting my ass to get back to where I should be.

The easiest solution would be to go get a pack of cigarettes. No one likes a quitter anyway. I told Kelly last night that I was half a step away from going and getting one. Here’s the problem. I don’t really want a cigarette. I have no real craving for one. I think about them, but deep down inside, nothing. So now I’m fucked. I can’t even turn back to smoking to help. 99% of the people I talked to said quitting smoking was great. They all lied. For those of you out there wanting to quit, let me give you some advise. Forget it. First you get the never ending cold. I’m STILL not sure if I’ve gotten rid of it. Everyone tells you that everything tastes better and smells better. Bullshit. The only thing that smells better, IS A GOD DAMN CIGARETTE! And now this weight gain crap. I tell you what, if I would have known then, what I know now, I wouldn’t have quit, I would have upped the intake!

For all the kids that read this site (read 0) smoking sucks. Had I not started in the first place, I wouldn’t be here like this now. It was the crappiest thing I could have started doing 14 years ago. If I could go back in time, I’d slap that little sucker right out of my own mouth. Keep that in mind.

But, that still doesn’t change the fact that the next person who says “you’re doing great” is getting the shit kicked out of them.

I played cards Saturday night, until sometime Sunday morning. I think I rolled in around 6:15am. Long night. Fun though.

[sarcasm] Something odd happened, someone screwed up during one of the games, and I ended up getting screwed in the process[/sarcasm]

I think I’m a glutton for punishment, because every time someone screws up, I end up getting screwed over by it. Yet I’m still the one that continues to put these things together. Go figure.

What if I stopped calling everyone? What if I wasn’t the go between for all the fellas? What if I put away my chips, my table and my time? What if I didn’t set up games at the shop anymore? What if I didn’t update the leaderboard anymore, or host the results for that matter? Would anyone else? I’m all-in that MPT would die.

I got a call from someone last week and was asked “Are we going to play Friday night, or are we just not doing that anymore?” I had already talked to Fish about having a game during the weekend, so we did. But let me tell you, after getting asked that question, with the attitude I got when it was asked, I was this close to telling this guy off, and hanging up the phone. Let’s just say that he was just removed from my “to call” list for poker games. A list, mind you, that has almost shrunk into oblivion.

Monthly games are the way to go. We’ll play the monthly, $50.00 buy in games, and that will be enough. If it’s not, and the people used to me putting on several games during the month get pissy about not playing, then they can go play a rousing game of hide and go fuck themselves. Because the last thing I’m going to let continue, is this belief that I am somehow a lazy asses social director.

It’s not like I want a cookie for doing what I do. But this is what happens when you expect something, instead of appreciating it? You ruin it for everyone.