Although it’s fair to say that my Catholicism can now be found in the “lapsed” category, I still give up something for Lent every year. I may have my issues with the capital “C” Church, but it’s much harder to take Jesus Himself to task. Love thy neighbor, care for the poor and downtrodden…if only…
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When I flew out to Vegas last December I think I described it as an “epic journey of discovery”, which was perhaps just a wee bit of a hyperbole. But it would be no overstatment to say that about the trip my cousin Noreen is about to embark upon. On March 3rd she’s flying to…
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Before I get into a few irritating things that happened today, I just got done watching the first run of the men’s Aerials in the Olympics. Um…is it me, or is what they’re doing friggin’ unbelievable. I watched the women yesterday, and, like, wow. And the men are just as insane. They fly up this…
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I’ve owed Pauly story for Truckin’ for about a year now, and the guilt is right on top of me and compelling me to work. So I resurrected a thing I started about a year ago (I actually titled the file “thing” in a fit of uncreativity) and I’ve been clattering away at it. It’s…
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Ah, I just can’t help thinking back on the great times I’ve had on previous President’s Day. All the parties, the revelry, the expensive gifts…good times, people, good times. I didn’t even know my office would be closed today until Thursday, I thought this was one of the superfluous holiday we were open. So I’m…
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Played poker with folks from work last night, and to be honest I didn’t play so poorly that I should feel ashamed. Got all my money in with QQ against A-9, and of course the flop comes A-10-2. All clubs. He had a club, I didn’t. The turn is the goddam queen of clubs. So…
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It was odd writing the name “Isabelle Mercier” in my last post without writhing in agony from the electrodes the doktors implanted in my brain. I’ve undergone aversion therapy the last six months to break me of my puppydog crush on the divine Ms. M and it seems to have worked. Six months of endless…
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Ask me what my dream job is (aside from Isabelle Mercier’s chip-caddy) and I’d say I’d like to be a newspaper columnist. To write about whatever I wanted, with a large audience reading my every word. That’d be awesome. That’s a big reason why I started this blog, to give myself the outlet no reputable…
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About two weeks ago I cashed out my online accounts (why I did such a daft thing must wait for another post) but I did leave myself a tiny lifeline. I wanted to cash out nice even amounts and so I left three bucks and change at PokerStars. I didn’t plan on playing with it,…
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Ah, Valentine’s Day, when withdrawn and emotionally-stunted men can show the inchoate love and affection they hold for the women in their lives simply by purchasing a card and some candy. Some might call Valentine’s Day a cynical holiday manufactured by florists and Hallmark to keep their otherwise pointless business models intact, but I like…
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