Alex Camacho
Crosby, TX, United States
Born in Houston, Texas and raised all over living the life of an Army Brat. I Went to eight different schools (three elementary, one middle school, four high schools) and have one little brother who’s not so little anymore. I’ve been married for nearly fourteen years now to a woman who rocks my world and I've been blessed with two wonderful children. Our dog, Sally, is a big black lab saved from a local shelter.

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

Another Birthday

It's official now. I'm a whole year older now. One year at a time thirty creeps ever so closer. Fuuuuuck. The whole idea of getting old just creaps me the fuck out. I still feel like a twenty three old. It was a good birthday though. I went out to half price searching for Lord of Chaos in hardback, found a trade copy of Angela's Ashes (score!), went to a MIB meeting to collect my yearly product pack, and hit Miyako's for lunch. It was quite relaxing and I missed traffic. When I got home I was greeted to Marcel leaping into my arms to wish me happy birthday and Lana preparing for company. We spent the evening with friends over and I shared birthday cake with my brother for the first time in over ten years. I really miss those birthdays so it was a really good thing to put it simply. Without being too mushy, I can't help but be thankful for my friends and family.

My baby got me a video iPod for my birthday so I've been playing with it for the past few days. It's so damn cool! I got all my mp3's on it and I still have lots of room for my favorite pictures and more mp3's. It's a good distraction considering I just lost my computer's hard drive. On poker night, Ricky and Johnny took a look at it and declared it DOA. I think in January I'll get a new hard drive but until then I'm using the MAME computer to upload mp3's to my iPod. Man, I hate computers most days lately. Well, I'm off to download some mp3's. ;)

Monday, December 12, 2005

Oh Christmas Tree...

I've been a little absent from the computer for a while now. I've been slacking on my email as well as posting. It hasn't been any one thing but an accumulation of things I guess. Plus it doesn't help that my computer mysteriously went into a rebooting loop on Saturday. I've been avoiding my computer since then because I don't know if I'll be able to fix it. Arg. Man, I hate computers some days.

We finally got our Christmas tree up. We intended to get it this weekend but with poker on Friday and Allison's party on Saturday, it wasn't until Sunday we could get out to pick one up. We drove out with Micah and Kelly to some place out here in Crosby where you could cut down your own tree but we were after a bigger tree. Micah and Kelly found a nice one that he took down with a hacksaw. We ended up heading out Fuddruckers for dinner and relaxed back at the house making ornaments with the kids. It was a nice way to end the weekend plus we managed to grab a tree at the local floral shop around the corner.

Today we busted out the rest of our decorations, got the lights out, put the ornaments on and I struggled to lift Marcel up to get the star on. I don't pick him up near as much as I used to and I forget how stout he is. The star is inches from the ceiling but I think the tree hunt this year went well.

We ended the evening by breaking out the Operation game we got from the Christmas party. We did a white elephant thing and Lana wanted the Operation game. I never actually played so it was pretty cool. To top it off, it's the talking Homer edition. Turns out, I'm not bad at it. ;)

Well, I'm off to read some before I go to bed. I finally had to finish reading Redemption Ark. Man, I love good sci-fi. I always try to savor the last few chapters but in a moment of weakness I gorged the last few chapters down. What an amazing writer. Right now I'm going back to re-read the Jordan series. This time I've started with New Spring though. I finally got in my replacement books so I can start reading the series again. Last time I read the series, back in 1993, I tore through them so fast one book blended into the next. I remember having to wait for all the books after book five to come out, eagerly waiting to devour the next part of the story. Since I spent most of my day working in my High School library I had plenty of reading time. To make matters worse I was reading a pretty big sci-fi series, Galactic Milieu Trilogy, and having to wait for the next book on that one as well. When I got married and we moved off to Tennessee, I finally got Lana to read The Eye of the World. I should have known better. Lana doesn't read books. She devours them. Paperbacks fall apart while she races to finish them before they fall completely apart. They're left unreadable most of the time, including hardbacks. Turns out her dad is the same way so most of my Jordan books had broken spines, food stains, torn jackets, and wrinkled pages where coffee, coke or tea was spilled. Okay, I'm a bit anal about my books but I enjoy books the way some people enjoy food. I love the smell of freshly printed books, the smell of an old shelved book, the weight of a good novel and the different textures to different type of paper. I'm a firm believer that a well loved book should last a lifetime. Anyway, I replaced my messed up Jordan books and I'm pretty hyped about reading through them again but this time with a little control. No gorging this time.

Well, off to feed the brain. 'Night! :)

Thursday, December 1, 2005

Two Minutes Hate Gwar Style

Whadda night. Chris treated us last night to a Gwar concert. It was my first Gwar concert and I wasn't really expecting the sheer insanity that ensued. It was pretty incredible. The first few bands got the whole thing started and all seemed like a normal concert. The devil horns were pumping and there was much headbanging, body slamming and screaming. Then Gwar took the stage. The crowd surged like a living animal trying to breach the rails. My feet left the ground and my arms were stuck above my head. I had to fight my arms back down to give myself some room to expand my chest to breath. Then the crowd moved again in a massive wave after massive wave. Meanwhile Bush was getting eviscerated on stage and the blood was spouting out everywhere. Chaney came out at some point. I eventually found a good spot and learned that jumping up and down kept my toes cleared and allowed me to stay a head above most since we were squeezed so damn tight. I was burning up and decided to go up, fuck it. I finally got the message through to the guys around me and they all but threw up onto everyone. I had to fight to keep the t-shirt I bought but after that it was awesome. The crowd moved me from my far left front stage position all the way to the right. They carried me for almost two songs before they finally settled me down in the middle stage middle crowd. I wanted to go up again but I was pretty exhausted and the spot I landed in was getting drenched pretty often. I was mesmerized between watching the show and watching the crowd. Sharon Osbourne had her tits cut off while she spouted blood from her nipples. Meanwhile the crowd was lost and alive, locked into what I can only describe as a frenzy. Two Minutes Hate came immediately to mind, everyone lost in each other thrashing, screaming, calling for more blood. The crowd was a single entity and seemed on the verge of violence at any moment. It was a beautifully scary thing that George Orwell would have recognized. It was amazing how easy it was to slip into the crowd and get swallowed up by it. I lost it right along with the rest of them when Michael Jackson had his face ripped off after sword fighting with his obnoxiously large dick. What a blast. Holy shit.

I think I permanently stained my contacts though. When I got home to wash off the crowd sweat, the fake blood, and green spunk, I scrubbed my contacts and got most of it out. I'm hoping if I soak them for the day the rest will come out but I'm doubting it. I'm pretty exhausted but I feel refreshed. My head is still humming away in the background. I'll probably take a few ibuprofen before I head out to play poker tonight. I should eat some breakfast too...

The horrible thing about the Two Minutes Hate was not that one was obliged to act a part, but that it was impossible to avoid joining in. Within thirty seconds any pretense was always unnecessary. A hideous ecstasy of fear and vindictiveness, a desire to kill, to torture, to smash faces in with a sledge hammer, seemed to flow through the whole group of people like an electric current, turning one even against one's will into a grimacing, screaming lunatic. And yet the rage that one felt was an abstract, undirected emotion which could be switched from one object to another like the flame of a blowlamp. --1984, George Orwell

Thursday, November 24, 2005

A Full Belly and Quad Bitches

Turkey day is now just a memory and many leftovers. We didn't go to Mexico like we'd originally planned but things came out pretty damn good despite. I feel a little bad about not going but it just didn't work out this time so we're planning sometime before new year. This year Lana managed to throw together a very nice Thanksgiving dinner with only a few hours notice. There was the incident with her not turning on the oven for the turkey breast but the ham came out good. We all ate too much and ended up bringing down one of the poker tables for a little Thanksgiving tournament. Brandon and Gina joined us for the game and we just sat around visiting. It's been a while since we had a friendly, small game on the spur of the moment like that so it was really nice. It was even nicer when I quaded my pocket queens on the turn. It's only the second time I've quaded!! :)

Man, my stomach is just revolting at me for eating as much as I did. I stuffed myself, no pun intended, on Laura's stuffing. Lana got the recipe from her mom and made it. I've never been able to eat stuffing until I tried Laura's. As a kid, the smell of it would make me gag. My mom even made me eat it one year because she thought I was just faking it. Why she would think this I don't know. I would eat anything as a kid. My mom could have put a pile of monkey brains on my plate and I would have eaten it without much thought of what it was so long as it tasted eatable. I remember trying with all my might to not let the stuffing come back up but I don't think I won that battle. I always looked forward to Thanksgiving with a weary eye wondering if this was the year my mom would try to make me eat it again. She'd probably be upset if she knew that I found a stuffing I liked that wasn't hers. Women.

I won the tournament! It was only a seven person game but I felt good about most of my moves throughout the game. Mike and I ended up heads up. He played an aggressive game but I managed to call a few key bluffs to take the win. It always scares the piss out of me when it's just Mike and me playing. He's such a good reader that I find it hard to do anything other than focus on not giving anything away. Nevermind I never know if my reads off him are any good. I never know what he's going to roll over but it's good to know that I'm not the only one. I think I played a good game and it's the first time in a while I've been happy with my play. Let's see if I can keep that feeling and carry it over to the game this Friday. I still feel a little bad for putting those quads on Helen's nut flush but... I did quad on the turn where she hit the flush on the river. ;)

Well, I need to roll myself into bed and digest. 'S been a good day says my belly...

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!!!

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Turkey Day Nears...

Today I woke up feeling just a little fucked up. I didn't sleep as well as I would have liked thanks to some annoying girl who insisted on standing in the corner of my bedroom threatening me with her monster under my bed. Another one of my many weird paralysis dreams. Creepy little bitch. Anyway.

We went to go see the new Johnny Cash movie last night finally. It was eerie to watch Joaquin Phoenix emulate the man in black so wonderfully. I really loved the movie even after having read his biography. With a life as full and rich as his they really did him justice by focusing on the story of him and June. I loved how they worked in little details from his autobiography into the movie. I can't wait for the DVD box set that I'm sure will follow it up eight months from now. Right now I'm just happy to have my computer up and running again. I finally got around to updating it to the service pack two a couple days ago and somewhere in the shuffle I lost a whole folder of stuff. It may not seem like a big deal but it was my website template folder with all my website graphics. It's a damn good thing that my site is pretty dirt simple graphically and won't be hard to reproduce. To top it all off, my internet connection's been disconnected for the past day and a half. So I've been reading lately.

I finally threw in the towel on Wraeththu. I hate giving up on a book but daaaamn. I really like the plot setting. A whole new race arise from humans that slowly simply take over. Their smarter, beautiful, mystical, and powerful enemies. They're also hemaphroditic which makes the sex scenes a little hard to stomach, unless of course, your into that sort of thing. I think Helen might dig it though. Blah. I made as far as the first book but found that despite good writing style, it does the writer no good if the story you're telling isn't compelling enough to your reader to care how it all ends. I just don't care if the newly reborn gay guy who's to be king of the race of hemaphrodites finds his long lost love Cal.

So I moved on to complete the space opera I've been tearing into. I picked up the final book, Absolution Gap, yesterday at the bookstore. I'm already almost a quarter through it and thoroughly love this guys style. I'm sure it helps that the story I just gave up on was boring me to tears but I really love the way this guy tells a story. It's always refreshing to find good sci-fi you can believe and invest emotionally in. I'm torn with reading some more tonight or ordering the UFC 56 to watch again while Lana cooks Thanksgiving dinner.

I went to watch the fight with Oscar after a day of paintballing but I'd like to have it on TiVo to replay some of the fights. We went out to some buffalo wings place to watch it and I gotta say I loved it. The fights were great, the food was good (even if over-priced) and the huge projection screens made it worth waiting for our table. I'm dying to watch the rematch of Chucky and Couture this Febuary. I'm thinking of maybe trying to be there for the fight. I'll be in Las Vagas around the same time, thanks to Lana's Passion Party Convention so I'll have to hope and see... :)

Well, off to jam out some more to Helmet before I head back to the house. 'Night!

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Daily Grind

Man, it's been the same ol' shit for the past few days. I needa break out or somethin. I was hoping to get some paintballing in, but the timing is all wrong. Lana's going to be out of town this weekend (out showing horses again), and next is Thanksgiving weekend. So it looks as though we won't be paintballing until next month. Arg. I hate having to be patient. I might just go out this Saturday to Paintball Zone to burn off a few bags of paint. Might even hit Bonanza too if I'm still needing a fix on Sunday.

I've decided to take a little poker break. I find myself getting more frustrated than I should be at the poker table. I've always believed that when a game stops becoming fun, you should stop playing. I'm taking a week off and see if I feel any better about the game. I won't go into any details but here lately if I come in with the best hand I'm going to be outdrawn. It's as simple as that. Last Friday I got busted out in the first game with cowboys, and got busted out with rockets in the second. That's my run of luck lately so I'm taking a breather. This Friday I'll be hosting the game, but I'm going to belly up to play a game of Zombies with Derek and Micah. I'll be arming myself against dangerous zombies while everyone else watch the blinds. I'm looking forward to a good game of Zombies and I might just pick up the fourth expansion before then.

I'm pretty tired right now and should probably get off here for now. I just got out of the shower and managed to get all the grease and dirt off my hands and face. Chris came over earlier and we put new brakes and spark plugs on his truck. With the two of us working together we managed it. We jammed out to his mp3 player in his truck and just caught up on a lot of stuff. It probably took us longer than someone who actually knows his way around an engine and tools but we had a manual to walk us through it safely. Well, I'm off to read watch a movie and read some before calling it a night. 'Night all!

Monday, November 7, 2005

A Venture Out

I finally got a chance to get out of the house. I hate being cooped up, feeling so restless, constantly banging my head against the same damn wall. I had tried getting out on Saturday but thanks to a misunderstanding, I ended up taking Marcel out to the movies instead, which wasn't too bad either. I had originally planned on heading out to the movies and making it a movie day but Lana got back from the barn later than I thought she'd be back, of course. So instead of Daddy seeing Saw II and Jarhead I ended up watching Chicken Little with Marcel.

We had a pretty good time. I had brought my book along with me but I never got a chance to crack it open. We got there a little later than planned thanks to a missing shoe and had to watch the later show. It worked out good though since it was a Saturday. I normally hate weekend movie crowds. I absolutely HATE them. Nobody's there to really enjoy the immersion of a good movie. They're there to visit with their friends, crack jokes, and make out. Being that it was kid movie though we dodged that whole crowd and got the family crowd which I've come to really like. The only thing better than listening in on half conversations at a movie theatre is listening in on half conversations at a family restaurant.

We talked the whole time while waiting for the movie to start, we shared a hotdog and coke, and chowed down on some freshly popped buttery popcorn. The kids in the audience were great. No crying babies, no running children in the isles, the parents were great about keeping the children talk to a minimum, and my seat didn't get kicked once by the kids behind me. I actually enjoyed it and felt I was in good company. Marcel really liked the movie and I have to say I did as well. It was no Toy Story but it was fun all the same. You ever heard a full audience of children laugh out loud? It's truly one of the best sounds.

Yesterday I got a chance to finally get a little Alex R&R. I hit Half Price Books and just got lost for hours. I found some really great stuff and now I'm really anxious to get through the book I'm currently reading, Wraeththu. It's very well written and I like the flow but some of the content is a little hard to get through only because of the subject. I found a 1978 edition of The Stainless Steel Rat's Revenge!! This isn't the trilogy book (which I loaned out years ago and never got back), this isn't the reissue of 1986, this is a 1978 printing! While not the first edition (far from it), it's still a very nice find. I couldn't find a copy of Necroscope (another set of books I loaned out and never got back) but I did manage to replace the rest of the series again. The Gunslinger series is always gone (need I say it?) so I'll have to wait to replace those. I left after hours of camping upstairs and browsing everywhere else. I left with two bags full of books, some old, some new, some replacements, and stayed under forty. That's quite an accomplishment for me.

I almost lost any scrap of discipline I have at Nan's though. They have the a new expansion sets to Zombies there, Zombies MidEvil and Zombies: the End. I resisted and decided another time. I actually left Nan's with nothing, not even a single die. I was proud of myself.

I decided to wander back home after filling belly with sushi from Miyako's only to be rear-ended by some asshole on 59. It's the first accident I've been in years. I remember sitting there in stop and go traffic, I looked in my rear view mirror and realized, "that car's gonna hit me." It wasn't hard enough to set off the airbags but it jolted me pretty good and luckily I didn't hit the car in front of me. So I put my flashers on, moved over while he followed me with his lights off (first clue right?), and just as we're slowly exiting, he turns sharply across the feeder exit and halls ass back onto 59. Me, I'm stuck and can't back up and have to get back on at the next ramp. It's a good ten minutes before I even get back on thanks to Houston traffic. I eventually gave up on trying to find him and pull over to assess the damage. It wasn't bad at all other than a few paint rubs, but it did ruin my good mood and took the rest of the drive home for me to feel better about my day again. Asshole.

Today, I think I'll go to movies finally. Jarhead, Saw II, maybe both. I can't stand being in the house these days being all cooped up. Gotta get out, gotta get out, gotta get out...

Thursday, November 3, 2005

Halloween Won't Let Go

You scored as Captain Jack Sparrow. Roguish,quick-witted, and incredibly lucky, Jack Sparrow is a pirate who sometimes ends up being a hero, against his better judgement. Captain Jack looks out for #1, but he can be counted on (usually) to do the right thing. He has an incredibly persuasive tongue, a mind that borders on genius or insanity, and an incredible talent for getting into trouble and getting out of it. Maybe its brains, maybe its genius, or maybe its just plain luck. Or maybe a mixture of all three.

Captain Jack Sparrow




Batman, the Dark Knight


Indiana Jones


The Amazing Spider-Man


William Wallace


Lara Croft


Neo, the "One"


James Bond, Agent 007


The Terminator


El Zorro


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It's been back to the same ol' around here and for that I'm a little grateful. I find myself still reading all the Halloween sites, thinking about next year, and wondering what my costume will be. I just don't have the motivation right now to do anything other than think about it. I finally caught up on the laundry with help from Lana and that's about the most stressing thing I've done in days. I've got clean clothes now so it's safe for me to wonder outdoors and my hair finally feels clean. I was thinking of going to the movies tonight but Mike's got his poker game tonight I think. I think it's just what I need tonight though. A nice, calm game of poker amongst friends and family. It's probably going to take a few days for me to get Halloween completely outta my head so until then I just gotta keep myself from getting sucked back into making more headstones.

I've posted some of the pictures from the Halloween party but not all of them. Unfortunately I was asked to not post some of them so those aren't there. The rest, however are mostly there. I weeded out all the redundant photos, blurry ones, ground pictures, camera straps, and fixed the lighting on most. The only problem is their not in the right order yet. Webshots is have problems with their service right now but I didn't figure this out until I had rearranged the photos five times. I really hate computers some days. Sean's supposed to be giving me some more pictures Casey took of the kids so I'm still waiting on those too.

Until then though, I've been reading other Halloween sites. Here's a really good one I liked a lot - I spent a good bit of time just jumping around and reading even after I went through all their Halloween stuff.

Well, I'm off to do something completely random and pointless.

Tuesday, November 1, 2005


Halloween is over. It's always a pleasantly sad thing saying goodbye to Halloween around here. I love all the preparation, the tension of meeting a deadline, the fun of making stuff, the relief, and best of all seeing the final results. This year I actually got my headstones done plus a few extra, Marcel's costume came out great, Lana looked incredible, and my costume was superb. This year Allison and Lana made my costume so I got to focus on just my headstones and Marcel's costume. I was a little worried since I didn't try anything on until sometime around Thursday but they never missed a beat even though they did later confess to being a little worried about being done on time. Man, I love Halloween.


This is the first time in a while I've sat down at my computer to do something other than run a poker game or look at something other than costuming sites. I'm already planning for next year's cemetery gates, more headstones and a scarecrow in the front yard. I was a little disappointed this year with the rain and the power going out but all in all, I think the kids still had fun. I'm pretty tired right now. It's been an exhausting past week. Between Halloween and poker it's been non-stop around here.

This year Allison and Lana decided to move the Halloween party to our house. Keep in mind I've been slacking in my usual house duties since Halloween took over my garage. Dirty clothes everywhere, dishes from a week ago, sticky countertops, toys everywhere, etc. So I caught up on all my household chores in a matter of just five hours with Lana's help. Amazing.

The party went great - I think. There was plenty of booze to go around, many a happy drunks, and lots of laughter so I'd call that a success. I'll be posting the pictures later when I feel a little more up to the task. My hair still feels like I mopped the floor with it since I've been wearing braids and beads in it since Saturday. The biggest mess I had to clean after the party was probably wiping off the layer of spilled booze on my counters and cleaning the rim of the toilet after someone prayed to the porcelain throne. I hope they're feeling better. ;)

On a quick note, I made the Freeroll Tournament! I pulled a win out of my ass and clawed my way in as last act of desperation. I managed to pull off a first place win to bump many others. In the middle of the game Tracy told me I pretty much had to take first and hope about half a dozen players didn't make it past fifth just for a chance at getting in. It was like High School all over. Slacking all year around with my only chance of passing being to ace the finals. It's a good feeling tinged with a little guilt but a good feeling nonetheless.

Well, I should go for now. I need to finish cleaning my kitchen and get something to eat - After I wash the grit and waxy stuff out my hair. Man, I love Halloween but it's always nice to say goodbye. :)

Monday, October 17, 2005

Achy Stomach and Tired

I hate being sick. I got whatever stomach virus was going around. I slept like crapola last night and remember nothing of what I dreamed. I was up and down all night going to the restroom. The bad thing is I can't even do much reading right now, I'm so damn figity and achy all over. So I've been watching tv, reading, working on Marcel's Link sword and browsing online while Lana's out playing with her horse at the barn. To top it all off, I'm tired. Arg.

I did do a few productive things today though. I was looking for something new to read and finally settled on something but not before I remembered a book I read back in High School. I couldn't remember the name of the book but after recalling most of the plot and main events of the story, I found it on Google!! It was a book I borrowed from "Shotgun Shelly" back in the tenth grade and I remember it being a really awesome book. I only hope that it stands the test of time when I read it again. I'm probably going to order it in the next few days on Amazon. I don't know that I'll get any good reading done over the next few weeks though with Halloween right around the corner and much left to do still.

Lana and Allison have decided I need to be Jack Sparrow from Pirates of the Caribbean so they went out to buy the pattern and fabric last night. There pretty excited about it so I'll let 'em run with it plus it frees me up to work on the yard headstones. I showed my dad Marcel's finished Tusken Raider costume when he stopped by the other day. He smiled pretty big and said, "Man, I miss Halloween with you boys." It really got me thinking. I do too.

Speaking of parents, Lana and I were talking in the car the other day talking about how we worry about our parents since they don't really talk to us about how their doing.

Lana, looking out the window says, "I hope that when we're that age our kids don't worry about us."
I smiled, waited a moment then said, "You said kids."
She looked a little taken back for a moment then immediately came back with, "That's because I'm going to buy you another one." and grinned at me, just challenging me to question to truth of her slip up. :)

Thursday, October 13, 2005

A Record is Set!

tusken01We're in full Halloween mode here at the Camacho ranch and things are going well. I've set a record this year. I'm over two weeks early on Marcel's costume but the bad news is I can't be a Tusken Raider with him. Once I pulled the Fiberglas mask from the mold I knew there would be no fitting it on my face without a lot of trimming and major rigging. It wasn't worth it so I focused on just finishing Marcel's. I'm thinking of going as Loki from the movie Dogma, towards the end of the movie when they're sporting their armor and wings. It should be simple enough I think. I'm undecided if I'll do the wings. It really depends on how much time I have I guess. Micah's Achilles mask is looking good so far but we'll know for sure when we pull the plaster mold off the clay. We've still got a ways to go but I'm relieved there won't be any rushing around for my little man's costume. Heck, he almost missed his horse riding lesson just so he could play with his costume. My garage is trashed but that was to be expected. I'll clean it up probably sometime after Christmas.

It's hard to describe the feeling of satisfaction I get from seeing him so happy from something we did together. He helped me mix the plaster for the molds, he spray painted the Gaffi stick, he held down the pvc while I drilled the flash suppressor holes, helped me sew, but most important I think he had fun. I wish I had taken more photos of the process but I really just wanted to get it done. Besides, the guys at Studio Creations have a very comprehensive tutorial I'm very grateful for.

I'm thinking next year we'll make a few more but for adults plus there's the Stormtrooper armor I want to make. Until then though, I still have a lot on my plate. We need to do some headstones for the yard, get decorations and stock up on liquor for the party. Well, back to work I guess. Man, I love Halloween.

Friday, October 7, 2005

That Old Feeling

Tonight is Poker Night again but I'm more hyped about roleplaying tomorrow than I am about the game tonight. Even with a win over at my brother's place to revive that old poker feeling, I'm more excited about saddling up in the GM's seat. I've had the game on my brain every since I first conceived the few key npc's in the game I'm going to run. I just hope the group lets them live long enough to grow further. I try to never get to attached to an npc but sometimes their just so cool I can't help but root for them. I guess that goes back to the ol' AD&D days though. I've got a few pages of notes and some rough sketches on npc development so I'm ready - I think. I say that because this group tends to be a little unpredictable than even most gaming groups I've played with. If all things go well, I'll be tearing down the old GURPS page and replacing it with the new game. I've got a good feeling about this one so I'm hoping it all goes well. Tonight we play poker on the green poker table and tomorrow we put dice and paper to it. I love it.

The office is clean, I'm in bad need of shower and I find myself without the motivation to do it. I'd rather sit here and pound out a few more details on tomorrows game than go downstairs and get ready for company. Arg.

Well, I better shower. Besides, that'll give me some more brain brewing time for tomorrow. :)

Oh, a little something I stole from Micah's blog. Go to Google, search "(your name here) needs" and see what the results are.

Alex Needs You!
Alex needs your help.
Alex needs Rooney.
Alex needs a scapegoat.
>Alex needs an implant so he can understand the language...
Alex needs to post the pictures.
Alex needs to hear the Gospel, even if he is bored with it and doesn't believe it.
Alex needs IV dextrose to avoid serious consequences...
Alex needs this and it's going to be good for him.
Alex needs my attention in the evenings.
Alex needs parents who will work as a team to give each boy individual attention.
Alex needs to go.
Alex needs to freak out/ He needs a freak out that treats him right
Alex needs experienced parents who will be able to provide him structure and consistency.
Alex needs to learn how to smile for photographs.

On that note, I'm off to take a shower and play some poker. 'Night!

Wednesday, October 5, 2005

Six Rolls of Duct Tape and Two Willing Women

Halloween is right around the corner and we're busy doing what we should have done last month. Lana found the pattern she wants to use for her costume when her and Allison were at the fabric store. She also picked up the burlap cloth for Marcel's Tusken Raider costume. The next few days I'm going to be busy finishing up the Tusken Raider costumes and making as many headstones as possible. I'm thinking of having a get together this Sunday to work on Halloween stuff.

I did get to take duct tape to Allison and Lana the other night plus I got to cut their cloths off! Well, they were wearing cloths underneath but it was still fun. I was surprised Lana was down for making a duct tape dummy. My baby, being the claustrophobic person she is, was actually very willing. Tonight we tape them back together and stuff them. Kelly took plenty of pictures, but I'll only put a few online since I don't think Allison would let me even though none of them are revealing. She did object a little to me hanging the roll of duct tape off her taped up tits. I thought it was pretty amusing myself. Marcel wants to make another one this year since he's grown so much since last year but I don't know if I'll really need one. I'll probably make him one just because though. It's something I'll be able to keep and always have so long as I keep it from the cat, dogs, and the kids. I had to take the last one from the kids because they were throwing it down the stairs and beating it with a level of violence I just wasn't comfortable with. It was like watching them tear into a pinata for no other reason than the sheer joy of it. Scary.

I hadn't done much today other than work on my new GURPS campaign taking notes, play Zuma, and take care of Marcel while he's running a fever. It's been a pretty lethargic day so far. I gotta find the energy sometime tonight to work on the Halloween stuff. Arg.

Well, enough rambling for now so I'm off to play with plaster now. :)

Monday, October 3, 2005

Vasoline Has Many Uses

In the past few days things have fallen back into order. Trying to catch up on laundry, keeping the kitchen clean, picking up after everyone, etc. Life as usual I guess. I've even managed to clean up most of my yard. I did find something very interesting in the front yard though while raking all the leaves.

I first noticed it walking out to the yard from the front door. It was a cd laying just under the bushes right next the porch. I figured it for just junk mail dropped on the way in. An aol cd, or maybe earthlink or something of the like. So I ignored it and figured I'd pick it up on my way inside. So for the next few hours I proceeded to pick up the mess of sticks, branches, and leaves I had been working so hard on ignoring the past week. I finally decided that it was time for a glass of water, so I picked up on the way in. I couldn't quite figure out what I was looking at, at first, so I read the title of the disk. Anal Rampage. Women Who Do Men. Suddenly the picture became clear on the cover, sort of like staring at a stereogram poster does after losing focus. It was an image of two butts, a woman humping a hairy ass with a strap-on. It went directly into the trash after I broke it a few times. If you have children you'd understand. Even something in the trash isn't safe from rescue. It's not exactly how I want my son learning about sex so I made sure it wasn't viewable. Women who do men. ugggggg. Speaking of vasoline, we did end up lubbing Micah up by the end of the night.

Micah finally did his body cast! It didn't take us near as long this time and we corrected a lot of minor mistakes this time. We did it outside where it was cooler, he had a fan on him the whole time, his heels were padded and we made sure he took deep breaths while the chest strips were setting. It took us just two hours compared to what took us just over three last time. It came out pretty damn good too. Now the only thing left is to add supporting plaster strips to weak spots and cast the Fiberglas Micah version.

We've still got a lot to do for Halloween. I think I'm going to make that a priority this week. More work on the costumes plus pump out a few more headstones. We work better under pressure anyway. I guess that's all I have to ramble about for now.

Oh, one more thing. I'd like to personally volunteer my camera and steady hands for any women who'd like to make a donation to It's all for a good cause to save something we all cherish for one reason or another. I do it for charity...

Monday, September 26, 2005

Hurricane Rita

hurricaneritaRita has come and gone, leaving us relatively unscathed. The past few days have been one big blur. When I decided to board up the house on Wednesday, I knew I'd have to get lucky finding enough plywood anywhere. I had been watching the news and listening to the radio but nothing prepared me for the level of shear panic that was in the air. When I got to Lowe's there was a line of pickup trucks, SUV's, and compact cars out to the parking lot. There was a tension in the air that I can't really describe. I knew I wasn't going to find any wood but I was hoping to get lucky and find a pack or two of batteries for the radio. Walking into Lowe's was like going into Walmart after five. All the plywood was gone and the place was packed. People were buying prime oak and cedar, sheetrock, and wall paneling to cover their windows. There was a feeling of urgency and the verge of becoming o tright panic. I got out of there pretty quick after a man did everything but threaten me when I looked at his pile of paneling. When I got home, we listened to th news most of the day and I knew I'd have to do something other than just hope the house would be okay. I went to Walmart for bottled water, some canned goods and the hope of finding batteries. I found nails at our local Ace Hardware and used the poker roll to pay since I knew my card wouldn't work. I sacrificed the two sheets of plywood I was going to use for a new poker table, I tore out the shelving in the garage, the shelves in the shed, the frame from the futon that was in my bus, and busted out a few shelves in Lana's office. Lana came home from her New York trip to find me boarding up the upstairs bedrooms with the scrapwood from around the house. It was an uneasy feeling to see my house boarded up but I was relieved she was finally home after watching the news of all the traffic as over two million people tried to leave town.

I spent the first night Lana was home boarding up the office windows talking and hammering nails until four in the morning. It was surprisingly nice in an odd way. We spent the next few days with friends who decided to stick it out with us, watching the news, talking all night, playing poker and just catching up. We stayed up late into the early morning hours mostly just talking. It felt like old times back at Barbs house when we'd get together in her living room.

We got lucky and I only have some branches to pick up from my yard. I was stunned and horrified when I watched the news coverage on the aftermath. All I could think about was how lucky we got. While I'd never wish something so horrible onto others I can't help but let out a sigh of relief that it didn't hit us as bad as we thought it was.

Now I'm just exhausted. Tomorrow I've got to pull down the rest of the boards and clean the yard. Life is almost back to normal if you don't count the fact that Domino's Pizza isn't delivering, gas is still hard to find, and it takes twenty minutes to get food from the Taco Bell drive through. Well, I should get in bed and try to sleep despite not being sleepy at all.

'Night everyone...

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

No guts, no glory...

I've taken a bit of absence from blogging but not from a lack of inspiration. I keep meaning to head out for the day for a "medicine day" but I just never seem to find the time. Everytime I sit down to write a little I realize my subject matter really isn't appropriate for public reading. It always gets me back to thinking about that secret blog I've never got around to keeping. Anyway, been feeling a little stressed out, trapped, cooped up, and in bad need of a change of scenery. I won't go into details but something needs to happen. Arg.

Anyway, I did get to go out a little yesterday. I had promised Marcel I'd take him to Toys R Us to spend his birthday gift card from his Grandpa. Lana didn't get back from the barn until really late so we rushed out there only to walk out forty five minutes later empty-handed. Lana normally refuses to go with Marcel and me since we tend to be very selective shoppers when it comes to our toys but she made an exception this time. She compares it to going into a bookstore with me. Even I was tired after thirty minutes but Marcel had his heart set on one toy in particular. After he decided that mommy and daddy had no idea what toy he was asking for, he moped around grabbing random toys to get. He eventually agreed that it was better to wait, get what he wants, then to settle for a bunch of stuff he didn't want.

So we all dragged ourselves into truck in search of food. I felt a little bad for our waiter since we took about fifteen minutes just to make our order but there was no getting around it.

I got a call from my brother while we were sitting there drooling over the menu. He sounded upset so I immediately gave him my full attention which Lana picked up sitting across from me. One of our friends, Ted, died. I can't tell you how shaken I was. I didn't know the guy very well but it slammed me hard nevertheless. He played poker with us at my brother's Wednesday night game pretty regularly. He was a familiar face whose presence I came to enjoy even when he was in a bad mood. Every since certain events in my life, I've been a firm believer that the best way we can honor those no longer with us is to remember them how they really were.

Ted could be an asshole but he was also a friend. I didn't get to know him well, but he's one of those guys that you never forget. He could get pretty bitchy at the table some days, but then there were days he dance in his chair to the music while sucking down a beer, all smiles throughout the evening. He's the most quoted and referenced player we play poker with. While he may have been an asshole some days, he was our asshole and I know I'll miss him. My brother says he was a hell of a friend and I'll just have to take his word on that since I'll never get to know.

Marcel, like any kid, picked up I was upset. Lana and I exchanged looks across the table and decided to he was old enough. We proceeded to explain what happened to Ted and what it means to be dead to our seven year old son in Chilli's. The meal was less than satisfying but I don't think it had anything to do with the service. We ended up having Micah and Kelly over for the rest of the night so we wouldn't brood over it. We ended up watching Deadwood until the early morning hours and my dreams were remarkably unremarkable.

Well, I think I'll call it quits for now.

Friday, September 2, 2005

Ain't no 9 to 5 here...

I'm trying to find the motivation to clean the office and it just hasn't happened yet. Tonight is poker night and I'm not the usual excited about it. I think I've hit burnout. I'm not positive, but I think I'm there. It's not that I don't ever want to play again, but for a while there I was playing three or four times a week. I find myself content to play once a week. Maybe tonight's game will renew my obsession for it. We'll see how it goes. Plus tonight is the first night of the Freeroll Tournament. Before then though, I've got to empty all the nasty asstrays(that's not typo), all the half full cans, vacuum the floor, clean the bathroom, and wipe down the tables. Fun, fun.

I think I just need a nice relaxing day or two with no laundry, dishes, broken toys, floors to sweep, cans to empty, or kitchen to clean. Everytime I want to do something fun, all those things that I need to be doing come back to haunt me. I'm constantly picking up around the house. I mean constantly. It's mostly little stuff but it try doing the same monotonous task twenty-thirty times a day, everyday, seven days a week, always playing the same track of, "Please don't drop your stuff on the floor/bar/desk". Yep, I need to get out soon. It's time for a bookstore day, a movie day, or maybe a just whole day at the river. I don't know but I do know that my "no job ass" needs a break.

The past day or two I've actually been working on getting the vacuum table finished. It's been sitting in the garage unfinished since last year. Man, I didn't realize how long it had been until I started moving stuff around looking for it under all the junk I've accumulated. Underneath all the blocks of styrene, window screen, foam padding and random computer parts, I finally found it. With my heating element finally in, I'm only one part away from finished now. I need a hood to house the heating element. I'm hoping I can bribe one of my poker buddies into building one out of aluminum for me since he has a bunch of welding equipment. He's offered to teach me how to weld a few times and I'm really thinking of taking him up on the offer.

I can feel Halloween creeping up on me. I'm nowhere near being finished like I hoped to be. I keep telling myself, "when the vacuum table is working..." but the thing is, I could be doing other stuff until then. I still have headstones to work on. I work better under pressure anyway.

This weekend, I'm going to attempt to take a break. Play some poker, hopefully get some roleplaying time in, and catch up on some reading.

On a totally different note, turns out you are what you eat...

You're chocolate. You're the old soul type, people
feel that they have known you their entire
life. Many often open up to you for they view
you as thoughtful and trustworthy. Although
people trust you, you have a hard time trusting
them. You prefer to keep your feelings bottled
up inside, or display them very quietly. It is
alright to open up every once in a while.

Which kind of candy are you?
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Monday, August 29, 2005

Post Party

marcelbdayparty07_01Marcel's birthday went off wonderfully. It was a bit hectic, as it is every year, but I think we did good. No random fires, an ambulance was never required, and all the kids were accounted for at the end of the party.

The poker game went really awesome. Turns out my son is bit of a maniac. If he wasn't raising, he was all in. I think he folded one hand the whole game. It got pretty damn mean from the first hand as Marcel put pressure on everyone else. There were rebuys all around after the first hand and it only got worse as it went on. Their play money went fast and the pot grew and grew. It ended up coming down heads up between Marcel and Britney. The hard part was keeping the parents out of the game. I don't know how many times I had to remind them one person per hand. Mike made the comment he couldn't help it. He hadn't had a poker fix in two weeks. Kelly had to drag Micah away from the table but it wasn't too long until Kelly was whispering in Becca's ear. I'm not positive but I think she even threw me the Momma look for commenting about no help. Marcel got lucky for the umtenth time and took down the win. I've never seen such a run. Scratch that, I have but I'd rather not talk about it since it wasn't for play money. Anyway, the game went really well. The kids played, got hopped up on super spiked sugar punch, and devoured multitudes of candy. Marcel actually passed out. The living room looked like Allison's house after the Halloween parties minus the booze.

I was pretty worn out after the poker game but that didn't stop us from breaking out the roleplaying stuff. We actually managed to get a roleplaying game going!! I was pretty surprised myself as I figured with everyone over we'd end up playing a game of poker ourselves or something like Pictionary. It was really great to play in a larger game for a change and as a player not the GM. I tweaked out an older character of mine, Shane, and got to play him again so I had a blast. We ended up playing way into the early morning hours. Allison passed out with a set of dice in her hands. I hadn't seen that in so long it almost brought a tear to my eye.

Hopefully we'll be able to get the game going again sometime soon. If not I've still got the Oscar and Anthony game going now and then to hook me up with my fix plus there is talk of a post-workout game. Old west is the flavor this time and I think I'm digging it. I'm more than ready to start roleplaying again. I don't see myself going to some extremes though. Read and enjoy. Micah sent that to me with,
"I can honestly say that no matter what we do, we'll NEVER be as nerdy as this fucker."

I think I can agree although I do plan on randomly giving out experience points.

"Damn babe, I've never thought to use a banana and Saran Wrap like that!! Ten points!!!"

Thursday, August 25, 2005

Birthday Boy

Marcel's birthday is just around the corner. Man, this year has gone so fast. We've now spent our first year in our new home. Doesn't seem that long ago but Marcel's birthday is a pretty solid reminder of the passing time. He's decided this year he wants a poker party so Lana I hit the party store in the mall. I was surprised to see so much poker themed stuff. Pinata's, table centerpieces, big plastic playing cards, cups, table cloths, napkins, etc. Lana vetoed balloons this year and I wasn't going to argue when she has that crazy look on her face. So we loaded up and browsed around before paying for everything. Halloween is definitely in the air. It's time to get moving on those headstones and costumes. We still need to pick up a few more things like candy and play money but I think we're actually ready ahead of time. Amazing.

We've even managed to get his birthday presents. Last trip to Walmart he was drooling over a shiny green bike. It's a nice ride that I can attest to. I rode it out to the car much to Lana's objections. I was tempted to pop a wheelie but the air was a little low on the tires so I refrained. Plus if I bust my ass doing something a twenty eight year old geek has no business doing anymore, I don't want it to be in my neighborhood Walmart parking lot.

Marcel's grown so much and his old bike is just too small now. His knees almost hit the handle bars and he almost falls on every turn. I'm thinking of getting a bike myself so we can go riding around the neighborhood together. Sally and I just can't keep up with him even when we try. I miss having a bike. I spent a lot of my summers running around on my bike and earned a lot of injuries. Should be fun. I should be doing other stuff like cleaning the office for tomorrow or working some more on the costumes but my brain is a little fried after a few hours of Medal of Honor. I finally beat the game. That last level is hellish. It's probably the most I died the whole damn game. Next I'm going to start over with it set on Hard. :)

We were going to try to throw together a LAN party after Marcel's party but looks like we're falling back to roleplaying. I have a feeling we'll end up playing something everyone can play though since we'll have a full house of company. I'm voting for roleplaying since it's been so long. Might even throw together a fantasy scenario to GM. I don't think my road warrior game did too well but I'm mostly to blame. It was half ass thrown together and I didn't put out the best GMing effort. Ah well, not the first game to go down and flames and I doubt it'll be the last. It could be saved though I think. Any roleplaying sounds good right now. I've been having the itch.

Well, I should go now. I've got lots of stuff I should be doing and I need to find my motivation for at least some it. Maybe I left it in the fridge next to the ice cream...

Sunday, August 21, 2005

A Dip in the River

theriver01Man, today was just a good day. I slept in with Lana as usual but today just felt good. We goofed off for a while trying to get the motivation to get out of bed and finally a deal was struck. I go to the store for her smokes and Diet Dr. Pepper and she'll cook breakfast. I liked my original deal better but she wasn't budging. I was willing to cook and go to the store for a favor imparted by her. I decided to take Sally out for a walk around the neighborhood after breakfast. I was going to try taking Bree along with me but I didn't feel like wrestling with her on the leash the whole walk. Sally's still needs a little work but she's so much easier to walk with. We walked around the neighborhood and it just felt good to be outside and stretching my legs. I was half tempted to jog a little but then a better idea occurred to me. I could be swimming in the river. The weather was perfect for it and I was already imagining the cool water. I picked up my step, and before too long, Sally and me were back home loading up the truck. Lana opted to stay inside today, catch up on her tivo'd horse shows, and read some. I was a little disappointed but I still had my mind set on the the hot sand and cool water. Fifteen minutes after my walk and I was splashing in the river with the dogs and boys.

It was just a perfect day for it too. It wasn't all that crowded at all. There were only a few other people there and most of them were there for just a quiet late afternoon dip like us. There was some boat traffic going back and forth but most of them were polite to slow down when passing by. I spent most of my time just swimming lazily back and forth while keeping an eye on the boys. Marcel and Ryan went back and forth from the water to building "the monster ant hill". By the time we left it was pretty damn big. They were both pretty wiped out by the time the water was getting too cold to swim. The dogs had long since called it quits along with me.

It was an excellent day for doing nothing at all and I'm happy to say I utilized every moment. I even captured a few in photos since I found the camera still in the truck buried under some stuff in the back. In fact, I'm rather proud of them so go check them out. My favorite is, of course, the last look back. ;)

Well, I've got Micah and Chris arriving any moment for our workout.


Monday, August 15, 2005

Blast from the Past

Derek, Micah and me bellied up to the poker table, settled in, and went to war. Yup, I finally broke in my copy of Axis & Allies! I bought it near six months ago and just now opened up the little baggies inside. I love opening a new game up. It's a lot like opening a new book but this you get to do with friends. I've never played Axis & Allies before and always wanted to. Whenever I saw the price tag on the box I always said I'll get it later. At fifty dollars it's not exactly my standard impulse buy at Nan's. I had a gift certificate burning a hole in my pocket that Laura gave to me for Christmas so I finally did it. Something really fun about tearing open all the little baggies, organizing the troops, arranging all the ships, interpreting the rules amongst friends and the fresh smell of a board game.

I have to say, I really enjoy the game. I can see this game being a top ten game. I only wish I had discovered it sooner. I knew it was a popular game but I never knew how much. I did a search on google and found clubs, organizations, strategy guides, etc. I have a feeling the next few games we play are going to be vicious. Micah's been reading up on some of the sites too plus taking advice from a long-time player at work. I can't wait to roll with my German tanks again. I dreamed of playing the damn game. I dreamt I was in Washington again visiting Karen for her graduation but this time with my family and some friends. We played a game of Axis & Allies in her parents living room. At some point in the dream I was living back at home with Mike and my dad, flying the Planet Express, trick or treating after making formation, and feeding the HUGE fish tank that took up most of my dad's living room. Does any of that mean anything other than I shouldn't eat ice cream before bed???

It did get me wondering about Karen though. I hadn't heard from her in ages and we sort of lost touch after the whole Mary saga part of my life. We had been good friends for a long time, even boyfriend and girlfriend back in middle school, and everything just sort of got crushed before I knew what happened. There were a few awkward phone calls after Mary moved out but nothing ever got resolved between us. Lana and I started dating shortly after wards and you know the rest. Anyway, it got me wondering about how she's been over the years, so I googled her. Who knows, maybe she blogs right? Turns out she's got a high school reunion coming up on Marcel's birthday. Funny how the universe works out sometimes.

Saturday, August 13, 2005

Road Trip!

It's been a super cool weekend and it's only Saturday! Okay, so I slept through most of today but we don't usually get started until after seven anyway. We ended up canceling our Friday night poker game to play a little hookey over at Isle of Capri. They have a shootout tournament we were wanting to play so we loaded up and headed for Louisiana. We all remembered our driver's license this time and got there early enough to register for the big game. When they found out we all came together they did the coolest thing for us. They made sure we were all on separate tables so we all had a better chances of making it to the money. I did end up on Tracy's table though since there were a total of eleven of us and only ten tables. I was nervous from the word go, but I always am in a new crowd. I didn't make it past my table but I did end up going out fourth at my table. Out of eleven of us, five of us went heads up at our table and my baby actually made it to the final table! She went out seventh but she played a damn good game. I'm pretty hyped about making it out there again soon. I had a good time even though I was pretty tired after the tournament. We ended up heading out to Harrah's for some cash games but I chilled and read some more.

Oscar loaned me a really great horror book, Evil Intent. I knew I had no business sitting down at a cash game as tired as I was so I warmed up a chair next to a slot machine and read until evenyone else cashed out or wandered back out of hunger. It was a truly great Friday, I just wish more of our friends could have made it out. I think next time I'd like to see about renting a van. I think it would be cheaper but I'll have to look into it. We didn't get home until something near seven in the morning. I don't really remember what time I passed out at but I do know the sun was coming up. Man, we gotta do that more often.

I think tonight there was talk of having a gaming night. I'm sure poker will get mentioned somewhere in there. I don't think I'll mind. Well, Lana's back with food and my little man so I'm out for now!

Oh, here's a little test I stole from Micah's blog. I'm more geeky than I thought I was...

More Scientific

You have:
The graph on the right represents your place in Intuition 2-Space. As you can see, you scored about average on emotional intuition and above average on scientific intuition.Keep
in mind that very few people score high on both! In effect, you can
compare your two intuition scores with each other to learn what kind of
intuition you're best at. Your scientific intuition is stronger than
your emotional intuition.

Your Emotional Intuition
score is a measure of how well you understand people, especially their
unspoken needs and sympathies. A high score score usually indicates
social grace and persuasiveness. A low score usually means you're good
at Quake.

Your Scientific Intuition
score tells you how in tune you are with the world around you; how well
you understand your physical and intellectual environment. People with
high scores here are apt to succeed in business and, of course, the

My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
free online datingfree online dating
You scored higher than 99% on Scientific
free online datingfree online dating
You scored higher than 99% on Interpersonal
Link: The 2-Variable Intuition Test written by jason_bateman on Ok Cupid

Thursday, August 4, 2005

An Early Start

I slept horrible last night. I was tossing and turning most of the night. It wasn't the usual though so I shouldn't bitch too much. Old schools, ex-girlfriends returning, and life in a barracks/dorm. It was a combination of odd dreams. I woke up dreaming I was belching. Not the standard belch but a long, uncontrolled, obnoxiously loud, tasty burp. No more Jack in the Box before bed.

We hit Jack in the Crack on the way back from Mike's poker game. I went out on the bubble. That's one before the money payout for those of you who are unfamiliar with the term. I was kicking myself all night long for that last hand. I keep telling myself I only lost the fifty for our buy in and add-on but I'm constantly running myself through that crippling hand knowing I should have played it differently. There's always tomorrow. Mike mentioned something I hadn't thought of though about Friday nights. With Tony taking a break from poker tournaments, we might see an influx at our game. I think I'll have to clear off the project table and get it cleaned up just in case. Eventually I'll get around to making that last poker table. There's lots of things waiting on "eventually". Right now though, I'm thinking about breakfast. Maybe some Tums to settle my stomach. Damn Jack in the Box.

Monday, August 1, 2005

The Lovesac's Back!

lovesacEveryone who's been in my house knows that my

lovesac is a coveted spot usually fought over by children, dogs, and guests. Everyone loves sitting in it, especially Sally. A few weeks ago the kids had spilt a drink on the cover so I took it off to wash it. Like usual though, I put off washing laundry. So the cover sat in the laundry room waiting for me to wash it. While Marcel and me were up in the office and Lana was out, Sally and Bree got into a scuffle over the lovesac. The lovesac paid the ultimate price. When I got in the house foam was everywhere. Having dogs is a lot like having toddlers all over again. No matter how mad you get at them hitting them is the wrong thing to do. So I choked down my temper despite my father-in-law's great advice about killing them, and threw them outside. I was at a loss on where to start. So I shoved it in the bedroom and decided I'd deal with it later. Later turned out to be a few weeks later.

I ordered one of those Handy Stitch machines off ebay thinking I could sew it up without having to empty the whole damn sac. I got it in the mail today and man this little thing rocks!! It took about ten minutes to get the hang of it but once you figure out how to end a stitch it's pretty easy to use. I ended up dumping all the foam out anyway but the handy stitch machine made it all pretty easy. So my lovesac is back! 'S so comfy...

I'm thinking of working on the Halloween stuff some tonight before I crawl in the sac to watch a movie and eat some ice cream. Right now I'm just sort of killing time waiting in queue. My site is currently down thanks to some DNS problem made by my host. I'm thinking of breaking out the sewing machine and sewing a few bantha raider pouches and finishing up the mask sculpture. I feel like being a little productive today. It's pretty late to get stuff started but I got up pretty late so I'm just now catching my stride. ;)

Well, off to do something productive...

Sunday, July 31, 2005

Nothin' to do

All damn night I was seeing hands in my sleep, Pushing on small stacks, raising the chip leader, and folding. It's horrible but I've begun to play poker in my sleep as well. Used to, I'd monologue my dreams when I was writing a lot. Now it's poker. I wonder if all obsessive people bring there daily lives into their dreams to such an extreme.

I'm pretty worn out today even though I hadn't done anything. I ended up going along with Mike and Tracy over to Tony's Saturday poker game. I hadn't been that often and it had been a long time since I played there. I remember it being a lot of fun so I figured if my brother was going, I'd tag along and see how I did. To make a long story short, I survived, I made a few good calls and got lucky, and I didn't get unlucky. I took down my biggest win ever for over three hundred. After all was said and done my brain sighed and when into shutdown mode out of exhaustion. I was stunned and giddy at the same time. It was a hellish game and I thought I was dead at least three times when my chip count went into the red. It was a great change up though to play in a different crowd. Everyone's style of play are so different. Plus it's reassuring to know that I do just as well in a room full of strangers as I do close friends. Everyone there was friendly, the table talk was relaxed, and I think everyone was there to have a good time. It was a really great crowd and I'd like to see some of them make it out to our game sometime.

I think today I'm going to take a poker break. In the past week I've played four tournaments and made it to at least second in all but one. My brain is a little poker numb. I figure I'll fold the last of the laundry, get some food in my belly, and relax before Micah comes over for our workout. I'm hoping I can get the dvd player working again. Marcel jammed it up pretty good with two dvd's at the same time and now it won't open despite having removed the dvd's. This will make our fourth Walmart dvd player in a year. I think I'm going to break down and by that five disc changer I've been thinking about. I'm tired of burning through cheap crap. Let's see how fast I can burn out a good dvd player.

Well, my belly's rumbling and I really should get out of pajamas and into clothes being that it's four in the afternoon. Then again, I don't really have anything to do today. :)


Tuesday, July 26, 2005

Bored Outta My Skull

Damn it. I just posted a whole blog and lost it when I was trying to plug in the camera to upload a photo. Fuuuuuuuck...

It's been one of those kinda days. I haven't gotten anything really accomplished today other than making sure I get Lana's mail out. She's out of town for the next two days and I hate it. Whenever she's gone I get so damn restless. Marcel's the one who pays for it though. I drag him everywhere with me but the bathroom. I don't think he minds though. It's not that I hate being alone I just don't like being without her. Isn't it weird how the people we were before marriage transform into someone totally different? She's probably playing poker tonight at the casino she's staying at. Arg.

Speaking of poker, I won last Friday night! Yup, I survived the blinds, got lucky in a few races, doubled up, survived some more, and got lucky in a three way all in. It was probably the toughest game I've played. As much as I enjoyed the first game, I've grown really fond of the second game. It usually doesn't start until around two or three in the morning, everyone's tired and winding down, and everyone is just basking in each other's company. There's still a lot of trash talk, and the game isn't any easier but it is much more laid back. I ended up crawling into bed roughly around the time Brandon and Gina realized the sun was coming up. I had to be at a fifty five dollar freeze-out at two thirty.

The game turned out to be a bust, for me at least. I can't say I played bad or good since I didn't really play more than three hands before I busted out. I spent most of our time there in the loser's lounge reading Maximum Ice. Tony flopped trip jacks in the big blind and I walked into quads on the turn. I thought my pocket sevens for the boat were good thinking he had the four for a smaller boat but he had the jack. I can't really bitch though, since my chips went to a good player who simply out played me. Micah and Tracy lasted a bit longer than me but we were driving home around four. There's always next time though.

I feel so damn restless but I don't feel like doing any of the thinks I should be doing. Laundry, cleaning the living room, fixing my torn lovesac, etc. It's a lazy day and I don't feel like driving far. I think I'll load Marcel, Sally, and Bree in the truck and head to the river for a dip.

Probably set up a game of poker on the drive out there. ;)

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

So a pair of tens walk into a flop...

The past few days have been crazy. Lots of poker. I mean LOTS of poker. The Friday game was pretty big. We had a few new folks come out to join us so we had two full tables. There was game after game after game on Friday. I didn't make it to the money on a single one of them. I did win last night though. I was feeling pretty bad about my run of wins (or the lack thereof) when I finally pull out of the short stack against Micah. The cool thing about it was Micah was also a short stacker who made a comeback. Man, I love poker.

Thanks to Micah, I've been pretty regular about our workout so lately. I've been feeling physically pretty good even if I don't get in a full night's sleep. We've even up'ed our workout a bit. We jam out to some music, talk poker, costumes, or whatever, and just catch up. Then afterwards, the girls usually grab a chair and slide up to the poker table while we all bullshit some more. I seem to find myself staring down at a pair of pocket cards more and more lately. As much as I hate to admit it, I've even had the dream or two of playing. I'm sure I'll get no end of shit from Lana who still raises me in her sleep now and then.

I really needed yesterday though. It was just a really good relaxing day around some friends. The kids ran around playing, we had some music going, there was pizza for everyone, and I think everyone had a good time. A good day was especially in order after my hellish day on Monday. I replaced a pane of glass, the mailbox post, and saw about replacing part of our neighbor's fence. Yeah, it was one of those days.

The dogs were wrestling around on the porch and next thing ya know Bree's head is slammed into the window. They sulk away guiltily only to tear some more rotten wood off the neighbor's fence. Meanwhile, I'm trying to get the mailbox's on a new post since the old one was too rotten to stick back in the mud hole in the front yard. It was just a fun-packed day.

Today I slept in after staying up to around four in the morning playing poker with Lana, Gina, Brandon, and Byrd. I'm not sure what time I woke up and I don't think I want to know. I should probably stop rambling at this point. I still need to get showered and dressed for Mike's game tonight - correction in an hour. :)

Well, I'm off to play some poker!

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Halloween Prep

Today I was supposed to finish up the laundry. I made a good effort but I just couldn't stay focused on it. I watched a few episodes of Law and Order but while I folded but all I could think of was how to make the Hylian Shield. I got all the way to the last load of whites when I threw in the towel and went to the garage with Marcel to work some on his Halloween costume. Yeah, it's still a bit early but with me, that's an amazing feat. He's decided to be a tusken raider this year and I think I might be one too. Since it's so early I told him we could also work on another costume he's been wanting, Link. So today I spent cutting out a sword from scrap wood (poker table wood), making molds from the tusken raider sculpture I made, and staring at pictures of Link on the computer with Marcel. It's been a pretty good day and I feel happily exhausted. Marcel's bouncing off the walls. Man, I love doing Halloween with him. I feed off his excitement. He's a little impatient at moments with my progress but I'm not exactly a pillar of patience myself. I finally decided to call it a night when I realized I had been staring at the same piece of foam board for something like five minutes wondering how I was going to carve the shield out. Somewhere in making the tusken raider costumes and the link stuff I hope to work on the bus some this week. I better not get too ahead of myself. Well, I'm off to watch a little bit of the tube before I jump in the bed. Night all! :)

Sunday, July 10, 2005

Afternoon Breakfast

I woke up feeling like crap. I think it has to do with the fact I was still up when the sun came up. Micah and Kelly came by to get there 24 season two final fix. We finished the season finale sometime around eight I think. I don't really remember but I do know that I barely made to the bed. Damn that show rocks. I don't see how anyone could watch it episode by episode, waiting a whole week for the next one. I'll take the season in a binge, thank you. Now I gotta watch the third one. Gawd, my head still doesn't feel right after staying up so late. Maybe it's just the accumulation of the past few days.

I stayed up until around seven in the morning on Friday night too. We finally got around to moving the poker game to Lana's office since the poker chips from finally came in. The game went pretty well even if I did bust out tenth out of fifteen. I just wasn't feeling it that night but I did have fun. That is until the second game came to heads up. The second game came down to David and Mark and it was the least aggressive, checking, and folding game I've ever seen. It was something like three hours of heads up play. Then, they end up chopping. Arg. Yeah. I went to bed feeling just a little cheated. It was so late that someone joked about Lana making breakfast for all of us instead of just me and Marcel. It didn't take long for everyone who knew Lana to explode in laughter. My baby's more likely to throw a twenty at us and send us for doughnuts. It was a good laugh.

I think today I'm going to catch up on laundry and listen to the radio until it's time for Micah to come over to lift weights. I'm hoping that by then this fuzzy head feeling I got will be gone by then. I came up to the office with the intention of just checking my downloads but I couldn't help but check my hits from yesterday. One thing let to another and then next thing ya know my fingers are all over the keyboard. Maybe I can convince Micah and Kelly to start season three of 24 with me after lifting... :)

Wednesday, July 6, 2005

Movie Night

I just finished my workout and I'm wide awake now. I'm thinking maybe we should have worked out before going to the movies but I wasn't feeling very motivated for it at the time. Having a workout partner helps tremendously. If Micah didn't call on workout days, I'm sure I would cop out more than I should. We did squeeze in the workout after the movie though which was awesome by the way.

I had been wanting to watch the new War of the Worlds since I first heard about it. I still remember the first time I read it. My dad had a ragged paperback copy he brought back after going to the field. Luckily, it wasn't torn in half but it was water logged. He'd often go to the field with a paperback or two and tear it in half once he passed the halfway mark and pass it on to someone else to read while he finished the other half. This copy was pretty beaten up by the time I got a hold of it after a two month bivouac. I still have the copy sitting on my shelf. I must have been around twelve and was already familiar with H.G. Wells after reading The Invisible Man in the fifth grade. The cover sucked me in immediately with the picture of these tall robotic monsters stomping across a field covered in red weeds. I still love the book and it takes me back to the first time I read it every time.

The movie did the novel a great justice. It's such a well told story it deserved the kind of attention Steven Spielberg is capable of. I loved it and can't wait for it come out on DVD. If you love the novel as much as I do, you'll truly appreciate the little details that were put in the movie. There were a few changes made but nothing dramatically different from the original story. The tripods are bigger than they should be, the aliens are different looking and more mobile, they have force fields <*sigh*> but I can't complain too much over the changes since it's still true to the book and lots of little details are there for those who've read the book. Did I mention I really liked the new movie?

I'm not halfway sleepy and Lana's in bed reading. I think I'll take that ragged copy my dad gave me, curl up in bed with her, and read until I fall asleep. Well, 'night all.

Sunday, June 26, 2005

Scrambled Brains

Been feeling just a little disconnected today. I'm sure it has something to do with my sleeping like crapola last night and remembering a bit too much. I hate being up and down all night. I finally got out of bed around eleven after tossing and turning all night and hit the website. I tore into it as a distraction and it worked pretty well. I actually got some stuff accomplished. The new poker pages are up under the gaming links now, the photos uploaded, I tweaked out my blog page a little, added some photos to a few albums and started taking notes on a few minor changes I want to make here and there. Probably nothing most of ya'll will notice but I'm anal retentive that way.

I am happy with the new poker pages though. The first game in Lana's office went really well I thought other than a minor incident that I'll fix later. I was rushing around most of Friday and lost track of time. I didn't make it far in either game but I think I'm getting my game back slowly. The poker roll is on life support but it is just a game after all and I'm among good company.

I was supposed to work out today but I think I'm going to just pass. Micah couldn't make it today and gave me a good excuse to skip today. I gotta admit I was a bit relieved when he called to cancel our weightlifting workout. I just don't feel up to it. I've got a bit of a headache and I can feel a bad mood just waiting. As if I needed another excuse, I'm pretty damn dirty and tired already. We went out the stables for an evening ride on Lana's rental horse, Bank. I couldn't believe how relaxed and quiet it was when we first got there. With all the lights down, no one in the arena or in the round pin and not a soul in site, it was wonderful. By the time we saddled him up a few of our friends showed with the same idea in mind of an evening ride but there was still a quiet peace even with a few folks riding around talking to there horses. Marcel's doing pretty good with his lessons and was in such a good mood today. I ended up riding with him and couldn't help but think about how big he's gotten especially after having Marian over for a couple days. Marian brought back something I had totally forgotten about. We were sitting outside on the patio just talking while she and Marcel played. She ran up to Lana with a big smile, and lifted her shirt up and waited. I love the sound of a baby's belly laugh. It's such an honest, unrehearsed, straight from the heart and belly sound. Marcel used to do the same thing when he wanted his belly tickled. Shirt not skirt, that would be just wrong and weird.

I should probably hop off here. I feel like I've been staring at the computer all day. I guess I'll shower and read tonight. I hate feeling exhausted but not sleepy. Arg.

Monday, June 20, 2005

Daddy Day

We were initially going to head out to the neighborhood river beach but we decided sleeping in was more important. It didn't help we stayed up pretty late watching Twenty Four the second season with Micah and Kelly. By the time five o'clock rolled around I was still wanting to watch one more episode despite the fact I was struggling to keep my eyes open and it was getting light outside. It's such an addictive show. I had to swear to Kelly I wouldn't watch any episodes without her.

So we got a late start on Father's day to say the least but I think I like it that way. I had a chance to lazy around the house, work on the poker tables, play with Marcel, and get ready for company. We ended up playing a damn good game of poker. It was such a laid back game, everyone was joking around, a lot of shit talking, all in good fun and no drama to deal with. I should make that a rule I think. Leave your drama at the door. Anyway, it was a really relaxed day and I was glad to spend it with my friends.

One of the two poker tables I'm making is nearly done now. I'm just waiting on cup holders to come in at the local marine store now. I'm pretty eager about moving the regular Friday game up to Lana's office. I figure I'll add a new page to the site dedicated to the poker game under gaming stuff. Micah's come up with some pretty good ideas on some tournaments we should try sometime. It'll be interesting to watch the traffic on my site with the poker page added.

Speaking of website traffic.. I keep a pretty good eye on my traffic. I check my average hits per month (around 100,000!), peak hours, what pages are being viewed the longest, etc. The host I use allows me to access a very detailed report on my traffic one of the things I like to check out are the phrases that my site comes up on. Most of them are usually stuff about fish tanks, playing magic, costumes but some of the phrases... I really don't know what to say. I don't know who you guys are searching with these phrases but I was a little more than shocked to see my site come up on them. Just to share a few, I've made a list of my top fifteen phrase offenders. I thought about putting these in some order of least offensive to most offensive but I really couldn't. Read on and you'll understand:

  • husband training - not the kind of DIY project I would post. Sorry.
  • nerd costumes - I'm not a nerd. Geek maybe, but not a nerd.
  • geeks and nerd costumes - I can see how my site might come up on this one being a borderline geek and all.
  • i m addicted to dogs - I have no idea. I don't even want to know what they were looking for.
  • training a house husband - Were they looking for a pdf manual or something??? beeea-yaatch!!
  • humiliated husbands - I laughed uncomfortably at this one and I'm still unsure what it is exactly...
  • signs your husband may be addicted to porn - hmmmm. If he rides you like a cheap pony afterwards it should all be good right?
  • how to masturbate with stuff around the house - Man, I about fell out my chair laughing at this one. There's a pdf I'd like to put on the download page!
  • ass muncher - I don't want to know.
  • butt punched husband - maybe this came from the person doing the humiliated husbands search?
  • pictures of husband training - a pictorial guide for your coffee table maybe?
  • cut my cock off - no, please don't.
  • let masturbate together - let's not, really.
  • grandma watching me masturbate - why did I come up on this phrase???? I never even blogged about that!! Gawd, just joking about that makes me a nauseous.
  • get wasted and masturbate - I've never done that to the best of my recollection.

If only IP's were included on these search reports... there are some trully disturbed fuckers out there visiting my site. Thanks for the traffic and come again! ;)

Oh, happy belated Father's Day to all you trained, humiliated, butt-punched, geeky hubbies out there!

Monday, June 13, 2005


The truck is officially dead. We had it towed to Micah and Kelly's place for now until we figure out what we're going to do with it. It was going to cost us thirty five hundred for a new engine so Lana decided we'd just get a new car. I wasn't really all that enthused about it but I guess we can afford it. Everyone keeps telling me that it's an investment well worthwhile but I keep thinking about that big car note for the next four years and the extra insurance. Arg. It's a nice car though so I can't complain too much I guess.

I hadn't worked on the bus much lately mostly because I don't have room in the garage right now with all the poker tables in mid-construction. With the truck dead we've been on a holding pattern waiting for Lana's check to come in so I couldn't finish the tables. I had planned on working on the tables yesterday but my plans went belly up when I was hit by a nasty headache. I dosed myself up with ibuprofen but that just took the sharp pain out of my head and put it in my eyes. I could barely keep my eyes open so I did the only thing I could; I slept.

Not a lot going on these days other than a little poker here and there and even some roleplaying. I tried rallying the troops for San Con this year but it ended up being just Derek and me this year. It's probably for the best as this wasn't the greatest of cons. I was disappointed to say the least. I won't be going next year. I'll eventually get around to writing up my review for it as well as Owlcon. I need to just take my site page by page and start updating. Like many things, if I just maintained it, it wouldn't be the big project it is now. I've been in bit of a blahhhh mood lately. I need to get moving I guess. It's going to be a busy week. I have the midnight premiere for Batman tomorrow, poker tables to work on, and a weekend of paintball. Hopefully after a workout and some poker table construction I won't feel so damn out of phase. I need something to pull me out of this shit mood lately. Anyway. I'll return you to your regularly scheduled browsing.