I’m not a club guy. It’s not my scene. Some people come to Vegas and spend the entire time waiting in line outside the trendiest hotspots on the Strip so they can dance the night away. Not my thing. First of all, I dance like Frankenstein after a double hip replacement. For me to get…
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I’d like to think that SOMEDAY soon I’ll be able to write a post where my ill health isn’t the lead subject, but that day hasn’t yet arrived. After beating down my bronchitis a week ago it came back with a vengeance on Thursday. That’s the day I decided to take as my first day…
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OK, I didn’t get to touch the Stanley Cup, or get my picture taken with it, or drink a Sam Adams out of it. But I got some pics and I wrote up a post at the UB blog that I’m gonna repost here, because I really don’t feel like writing another post about last…
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OK, yinz in Pittsburgh had your chance to see the Stanley Cup in person–now it’s my turn. The NHL is holding a charity tournament here in the Amazon Room today (the NHL Awards ceremony is at the Palms tomorrow) and I have solid information that THE STANLEY CUP WILL BE HERE TODAY. And if the…
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I watched Game 7 up at the Rio spotsbook with Al and Jen and Tim, though I think they were all more interested in watching me melt down than the game itself. I sat on the edge of my seat and sipped water and tried my darnedest not to spontaneously combust. There were three people…
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So tonight is Game 7 and there’s nothing more to say about that. The Stanley Cup playoffs are the greatest sporting event in the world and tonight that all comes to an end. And thank God. I got nothing left in the tank. Well, maybe I can squeeze enough rage and bloodlust to get me…
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I’ve been in Vegas now for x days. At this point it really doesn’t matter what number x signifies, because it’s insignificant. Who cares? I’ve been here awhile, long enough to feel that I’m in the swing of things. And I still have long enough to go that I’m not even looking at the finish…
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So far so good at the World Series of Poker. My sore throat and cough cleared up, my appetite has returned, and I’d say I’m operating at around 95% efficiency. I’m getting six hours of sleep a night, I’ve eaten the occasional vegetable, and three times I’ve wisely hit the breaks when out drinking. I’ve…
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This year the new lead sponsor of the World Series of Poker is Jack Link’s Beef Jerky. In every way imaginable this was an improvement over Milwaukee’s Best Light. OK, maybe beer sales dwarf jerky purchases but Beast Light is not an acceptable beverage. Two years ago I was sitting in the Milwaukee’s Best Light…
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When I returned home from the World Series last year I planned on making two major purchases. Number one was a new car, as my 11-year-old Cavalier was on it’s last whitewalls and wasn’t much help in dragging chicks. And after about six weeks of tire-kicking I made the kill, buying my beloved Altima (I…
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