Regularly Scheduled Programming
Gather 'round boys and girls for this week's edition of "The Countdown," a regular feature from now until June 3. It's got a good beat and you can dance to it.
So here we are, another semana closer to D-Day (bloggers swarming the beach at Bellagio?), but it seems SO much nearer. Why? Because six weeks is a viable time-frame. Whereas seven weeks sounds like something made up, something to be used as...oh, I don't know...a weak reason for a blog topic? But six weeks...six weeks is useful, it's common, it's universal.
It's a standard length of time between haircuts.
It's a common length of a DL stint.
You could play Wimbledon three times.
I use the last only so I use the word "fortnight" in correct context. I like to do that at least, er...fortnightly.
This week's preparation has included more CD mixing and some brainstorming. The latter is to come up with a suitable bounty for whomever knocks me out of the WPBT event. Since I am known in your better poker circles as "The Librarian," my first thought was a nice poker book. But that ranks just below peet moss on the Dull Scale. I like a nice cigar, so combining that with the book angle, perhaps an Arturo Fuente Hemingway.
As promised, I’ve been reading (and commenting on) more blogs lately. Let me point you to some highlights:
High Plains Drifter pulled off a unique Double this week, making a Final Table in an MTT and getting an opponent red-carded in his soccer match. All he needs to complete the Holiest of Trifectas is to sleep with Pamela Anderson this weekend.
The Poker Nerd took down a huge prize in the crazy $11 re-buy on Stars after predicting the day before that he was THIS close to doing exactly that. Oh, to know one’s game so well.
While I’ve read both of those blogs for a while now, this is a newer one: The Tsunami Hitchhiker is another O.C.-based blogger and writes at an Hdouble-level of intellect. These guys make my brain sweat profusely. He's also advanced to Full Tilt's WSOP statellite for the main event. Give him a look.
As of last night, we’ve got 60 people signed up for the WPBT satellite event on Sunday night. Are there 40 more of you out there? ‘Cause that’d be kinda cool. I’ve always been listed as a longshot in the sportsbooks to make any sort of dent in this thing. After this week’s play/results, I’ll consider it a moral victory to last the first hour, something I haven’t managed in an MTT since last weekend. Yes, I’m horrible. Which doesn’t mean I won’t be at it again in tonight’s $20 MTT on Stars (starts at 8:30 PST if anyone wants to come by to observe the carnage). Usually, I’m stuck with family commitments on Friday nights, but both the dear and patient wife and The Boy will be engaged in other business this evening, leaving me home alone with A’s-Angels on the big screen, a laptop and a refrigerator teeming with alcoholic beverages. In other words...