The rats are abandoning the sinking ship
I admit, I was the first to jump. Women and children be damned, I say.
Now, a veritable institution, an icon dammit, is moving away from Florida.
Say it ain’t so, Joe.
7 Weird Things About Me
So that @#$%^&!!!! Cheryl tagged me.
To Please the Sponsors – The Rules:
1- Link to the person’s blog who tagged you.
2- Post these rules on your blog.
3- List seven random and/or weird facts about yourself.
4- Tag seven random people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs.
5- Let each person know that they have been tagged by posting on comment on their blog.
7 Weird Things About Me
- I do lots of posts using the number 7.
- My first avatar when I started playing online poker was Buddy Christ.
- Despite priding myself on being a smart gambler who understands odds in games like poker and blackjack and does not play without an edge, I buy lottery tickets almost every week.
- All the downtown ladies call me “Treetop Lover”, and all the men just call me “Sir”.
- I was 36 years old before I ever traveled outside of the USA. I went to Canada a couple of times . I foresee no reason to ever leave the States again.
- The coldest I’ve ever been was a summer baseball game at Wrigley Field.
- My daughters have been playing soccer for two years, and I can’t tell you the score of a single game.
Who shall I tag? Heck, most people I know have already been tagged by other people. Time to get new people. Let’s see… My wife, of course… der, if you want me to tag you, leave me a comment.
I’m so lame.
Sweet-Ass Contest
Colleen is having a sweet ass contest. She’s going on vacation, and all you have to do is guess the destination. She’ll be giving out clues every day, and has some nice prizes for the winner and a couple runners-up.
Since it’s an adult-only vacation, my first guess is a trip to Hedonism. But I prolly just forfeited this entry because I didn’t mail it in. That, and it’s almost guaranteed to be wrong.
Strange Searches
I’m used to seeing some odd search terms on my blogs. I’ve got one blog that gets slammed by people looking for information about Phil Mickelson’s illegitimate child every time Phil is in contention for a PGA tournament. A nice traffic bonus on typically slow weekends, but they really aren’t the kind of readers that stick around, unlike you lovely and incredibly intelligent people.
Besides, I don’t know anything about Phil Mickelson’s illegitimate baby. I don’t even know that Phil Mickelson HAS an illegitimate baby.
So there.
Anyway, today I got the oddest search of them all: Mr. Fabulous’ email address
Is the Whackjob stalking Fab now?
Blogger poker championship
Filed under: Florida Vacation, Gambling, Great Blogs, Orlando, Theme Parks
So, I played in the World Blogger Championship of Online Poker yesterday. If you’re interested in poker, you can check out my posts about it over at my poker blog. If not, just know that I played against 1,337 of my closest friends, lasted 6.5 hrs and about 500 hands (it takes about 24 hrs to play 500 hands in real life), and finished 16th because I was stupid. I won an xBox Elite for my trouble, which I’ll be selling so I can take my kids to Disney World for Mickey’s Very Merry Christmas. I’ve done better in bigger tournaments, but this was a tough tournament with big stakes and it’s taken a toll on me mentally and physically that I wasn’t prepared for. Holding that level of concentration for so long has fried my brain.
While I’m disappointed about the way I finished, I have to admit that I’m pleased to have played so well and finished so high. I have high expectations when I play because I know the game I’m capable of playing, and while it hurt not to take it down after lasting so long, I know it was a hell of an accomplishment regardless. I don’t play much poker anymore, so when I play I tend to concentrate better than I used to when I played every day. But, given the toll this took on me, I think it will be a while before I play again.
I had a couple railbirds late in the tournament. Mr. Fab said he’d let people know to stop by and give me a little support, so if you were one of his flock, I thank you for the support. Each time my energy waned, someone popped in and gave me a shout-out and it gave me boost – and thanks to you, Fab.
Fancy a game of Texas Hold ‘Em?
PokerStars World Blogger Championship of Online Poker!
For those that don’t know, my original blog, my baby, is a Poker Blog. Each year, Pokerstars, the largest online poker room in the world, hosts a special, free, poker tournament just for bloggers. Niche doesn’t matter, so yes, Cereal Blogs and The Best Humor Blog in the World are eligible. Completely legit and legal, no deposits necessary. I’ve participated in this tournament for several years.
The link above takes you to my poker blog, for more information.
Dealing with kids and their dreams
Floridacracker at Pure Florida posted Advice For Those Who Would Work With Larvae, a wonderful piece about his teaching philosophy.
One excerpt that jumped out at me as good advice for any adult dealing with kids was this:
When a middle school girl looks you in the eye and announces, " If I don’t make it as a rock star, I’m going to be a veterinarian" , whatever you do, don’t laugh out loud. She’s serious. In her reality, anything IS possible, and you must NOT, under any circumstances, ruin that for her.
As my daughter’s grow older I have to continuously remind myself not to put my own limitations on them. Good stuff, sir.
There is a light at the end of the tunnel
Man, I’ve been working my tail off on some new sites the past few weeks.
First, there’s the Hundred Day Head Start, a motivation/support/accountability site dieting and exercising. This is going very well, we’re getting really good traffic and incoming links, and the attention is very motivating for me, helping me stick to my diet. I’m really excited.
I’ve also been moving my mother’s small business website over to my hosting account and updating the site. It still isn’t ready for prime time, but it’s already a big improvement in terms of SEO-readiness than the former site, which was put together by an outfit that charged her 3x the going rate for design and hosting. If you’d seen the source code and meta tags, you’d have been as angry as I was about these guys. Simple, easy things that would take them 10 seconds to do, they wanted to charge $50. Anyway, the site is The Paper Porch, and again, it isn’t ready for prime-time yet, but we’re getting there. My mother doesn’t want to have to check her email for inquiries, so I REALLY need to get her over that!
Finally, I’m hosting and developing a site on a volunteer basis for a gifted-student advocacy group at my daughter’s school. Another one that is not ready for prime-time yet, but we’re getting there as well. I hate the template, but someone with a vagina over-ruled me. I think I have her convinced to switch to a better template, but the plugins I need to use won’t be supported by the better template for a couple more weeks. The site is St. Johns Gifted.
Check ‘em out. I’ve been pretty busy with them, but I can see where my tasks on the last two will be wrapped up in the next week or so.
Mr. Fab is ready to go Big-Time!
Mr. Fab is in the running for Best Humor Blog at the Blogger’s Choice Awards. He passed Dooce as of yesterday and is within striking distance of boobsandmydomainnameistoofreakinglong.com. And while I would love to see the emcee announce this as a “booby” prize ( get it, get it? I’m so punny…), one thing that separates Mr. Fab from the pack is his fearlessness. So, get on over there and VOTE, dern-it!
‘cueing with the bloggers
I made the trip down to Brooksville this weekend to see the family and eat red meat with bloggers. Colleen and her husband, Jim, served up some damn tender steak and tasty corn on the cob, complemented by the Fabs‘ potato salad and my contribution, Sonny’s baked beans, for which I broke into Sonny’s and slaved over for hours early in the morning.
Cheryl brought presents for Fab and me, and I have to admit, my heart skipped a beat when I saw the bag:
But when I saw what was inside the bag, I got REALLY excited!
Yeah, baby, the Cap’n is HOT! And the Pez is the BOMB! I’m gonna have some good eatin’ for for breakfast tomorrow.
I wanted to bring one of my daughter’s to meet Colleen’s kids and I’m sorry she backed out at the last minute because those are great kids, very well-behaved and remarkably insightful.
Of course the evening was topped off when our Florida Gators whupped the collective asses of the Tennessee Volunteers, 59-20. Those of you NOT from Florida probably can’t understand the pure satisfaction of being able to walk into a convenience store and greet a total stranger with "Go Gators" rather than the obligatory half-grin-and-nod-and-mumble.
See, Florida is the place to be: great friends, great food, and great football.
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