..soon, I hope, I will be able to play poker again for more than a nickle or a dime. Not that there's anything wrong with micro-stakes kitchen table poker - in fact, I'd forgotten the fun factor involved with just bs-ing around with buds around a table and playing cards, ten bucks being a small price to pay for the priceless time spent with friends.
But... I'm jonesing for some donkey time online, for some casino time a few minutes south of here.
If I lack any other, that's enough motivation to get my butt re-employed as soon as possible. The job search is going, that's about all I can say. Unfortunately, am facing not only massive competition, but a bit of age-ism.
I'm not dead yet. Just thought I'd pop on here to say how much I miss the "community" which seems to have twittered away. Pun intended.
I'll close by throwing out a couple of congrats:
Amy Calistri & Tim Lavalli: Check Raising the Devil - the Mike Matusow bio is out and ready to become part of your poker library. I haven't read it yet - but as I am composing this post from my local B&N, I expect to walk out of here with my copy.
The Otis Family: Baby Dos said hello to the world yesterday evening. Happy, happy day!
And with that, I will crawl back into my self imposed exile.
Ciao!
