The Welcome Wagon

So, thanks to my lucky WPBT satellite finish and a (slightly erroneous) link from The Blogfather (who has recently uber'd and announced another satellite this Sunday), my hits went through the roof the last couple days.

Perfect. I have nothing to say. So much for hooking new readers. Allow me to welcome all those first timers with a little about myself.

I'm boring and I suck. At least today. Some days, I'm less boring and suck less.

More about me: My favorite poker hand is AJ of spades. I'm a fan of Liverpool FC and the Oakland A's, neither of whom can manage to score lately. I like full-bodied English beers. I bear a passing resemblance to Ralph Macchio. In Vegas, I'm prone to drinking copious quantities of greyhounds and bloody marys. Lotsa Vitamin C. Don't wanna get shingles.

I did very much enjoy finding some of the bloggers I played with the other night and leaving some comments. I'll link you folks up forthwith. Any others out there with whom I played (sloejack? grasp? txchach?), drop me a note and I'll pimp you out.

My dear and patient wife reminded me of some things last night, some events in the tourney, as well as some chat. I had a pretty solid drunk on and outside of the play, a lot of things are fuzzy. I was apparently chatting about the dear and patient wife at some point. I vaguely recall it.

I do remember BG saying something nice about my Truckin' story, a compliment for which I didn't get to thank him enough, since I immediately got involved in an all-in hand, my first at the table. I'm honored, sir. Coming from someone of you writing ability, that means a lot. What's that you say, new visitor? You don't read Truckin'? You'd better start. When Pauly hits the book tour/lecture circuit, you can say you knew of him when. Like that time you saw Nirvana a a roadside bar in 1988 and just KNEW they were gonna make it big.

On to current events, it seems like the Freeway Shooting is back in vogue in LA. How very 1987. In 1987, I drove a white Nissan Sentra. They don't make those any more, with good reason. I often felt like shooting at my own car.

In other exciting news, a bunch of people are digging up my front lawn today. This might seem odd, since my lawn is less than a year old. But we live on a flood plain. And have a 40 ft. slope in our backyard. As such, in our little master-planned community, the lawns are all slanted--some in bizarre fashion--to facilitate drainage. Ours is one of those. It has a deep, v-shaped gully snaking right through the middle. Not attractive. And difficult to mow. I'm literally mowing sideways. It's like the villian's lair in the old Batman TV show.

So we're ripping it up. Running drainage pipes underneath, levelling it out, putting down a better grade of sod. It's gonna run me another couple final table finishes, so I guess I'll really have to step up my level of suckouts.

Yep, that's all I've got.

WAIT! WAIT! WAIT!

I've got more.

Meant to mention Otis is now posting regularly at The Official Poker Stars Blog. Why he decided to cover the Half-Million Dollar tourney on Sunday instead of the WPBT Event is beyond me, but he's the star of the show, so...

For the record, the winner of THAT tourney has never even been rumored to have, let alone twice confirmed, Huge Junk.