Friday, November 21, 2008

Well, I congratulated Chipper for earning his seat to the Colorado HE play-offs. I failed to congratulate him for winning the seat.

Congratulations, Chipper.

He is now one of the two-person team to represent his state to the Nationwide play-offs. The Nationals will result in the winnowing of the one hundred players to a team of (I’m vague here), of four to represent the U.S. against the rest of the world in World Texas Hold em later.

His fate, as near as I can tell (and as he explains it in his poker blog) rests not only on his abilities, but those of his partner.

Best of Luck, Chipper.
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Reading somewhat of the winners of the first round, I was surprised that WA had representation in the On-line contest.

Ahem. Fellows? Fellows! It’s illegal to play on-line (for real money) in WA. Ahh, congratulations to the Play Money Champions from WA.

Don’t give ’em a real name, guys.

Oh, and NV and SD, also. I didn’t see any KY listed as having winners – of any sort; or was it Tennessee? I can never keep straight which of those States is on top unless I see a map, and then it always looks right, and I say: Yeah, that’s the way it is.
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I own a GMC.

True.

A nice Jimmy pick ’em up truck.

It’s only two, going on three years old.

I’m told the warranty has expired.

Let the suckers go bankrupt. Let’em file. No Bailout.

By the way, I don’t think the twenty million dollar Lear will bring near that on the auction block. I don’t.

I also don’t know if what the plane will bring, will pay severance pay for the elite. Probably not. Given the choice, I imagine the severed will accept the bid price though.
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I started snickering yesterday. As you know I was verging on delirium yesterday – as you also may have figured by now, I live in that condition from day to day. Have all my life. But, still, yesterday was externally induced and it continues today.

Some years back, all the poker bloggers reported exellent results at the poker tables. Brag upon brag. Many of the expressions common in poker now were popularized by the bloggers – Donkeys, Fish, Hammer, etc.

Then came the gathering of the bloggers and wide spread publication of the wildness and poker excellence of the members.

And then, a popular site invited the bloggers, all the bloggers to gather together and play in a contest one year.

And, then, the next year.

And a period of time elapsed and the bloggers began complaining of losing here. Losing there, and what a run of bad luck had befallen the winning abillities of the individual bloggers.

And then, yet another popular site; one at which the bloggers had migrated to, and one at which the brags of winners waifed free, invited ALL the bloggers to participate in their Championship.

And they did.

And it happened yet again the following year. And … ready for it?

The bloggers began to complain about losing, and the beats, and are now migrating to —- No, I’m not about to say it, the name I mean. I will say they’re migrating as bloggers. Yep. And they’re writing about it, too.

So, I’m wondering how long before the bulls-eye they’ve pinned to their backs will be there before they discover they’re wearing one. I’m wondering how long before intelligence of the intelligent kicks in and the identity of the Nic’s and the blogs change and the protection of anonymity asserts itself.

One fact remains. The U.S. players are running out of facing sites. Pretty quickly, too.
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From the reaches,

Ten Mile

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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