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.

Thursday, February 24, 2005


Somewhere between getting over the flu and trying to ignore the pain of a wisdom tooth tearing through my gums, I read the most amazing book. There's not to many books I stockpile just to give away but I think I can now add Replay to that list.
The past few days, maybe even a week I guess, I've been in bit of a funk. Just thinking about all the wrong things at the wrong time of year.

After a while I felt it was time for therapeutic day. Just being in the house was feeling a bit stifling and I couldn't shake the funk. My self prescribed therapy usually consists of a healthy dose of alone time so I spent most of the day at the bookstore. The whole time I was there I had to remind myself I wasn't in any rush to get anywhere. I had to force myself to slow down, grab a few books and find a corner to read. After browsing through shelves and shelves of books I found I was toting around a few, so I made my usual pile to push around with me. By the time I made it upstairs I was toting quite the pile of books but I had managed to put aside the cause of my moodiness. I love bookstores. I had read the first few pages of I don't know how many books, looking for the right ones for the mood I was in. I had the beginnings of dozens of stories floating around my head, looking for the few that felt good at the moment.

I almost didn't get the book since I already had a pile of books. If Derek hadn't given me that gift card for Half Price for my birthday, I probably would have put it back saying 'next time' to myself. That would be funny if you've read the book.
The book starts with Jeff on the phone with his wife when he's struck by a heart attack. He contemplates how his wife would have finished her sentence, "Jeff, we need -" as he dies. Then he wakes up in his college dorm at the age of eighteen. He does it all differently this time around but still can't seem to dodge the heart attack that hits him on the same day, at the same time, in 1988. Over and over, he lives his life, replaying it out differently each time.

I don't want to give too much away but it's truly awesome, heartwarming, heartbreaking, awe inspiring story. It's a book I'll read over and over. I loved it so much I went straight to the computer the next day to look up the author. He only had five published works and none of them got the kind of praise Replay did. I read somewhere that when he died a few years back, he was working on the sequel to Replay. I hate finding out stuff like that. What "could have been" verses what is. I ended up on a site reading posts from other readers telling their own story on how the book touched their lives. A truly wonderful book. It was just what I needed I think.

Oh, after the bookstore and Nan's I hit the movies. I didn't quite feel ready to go home so I hit the movies. I had been putting off seeing Million Dollar Baby for a while so I decided it was the perfect time. I had an hour to kill so I sat down at Chilli's and enjoyed a steak dinner while I read the first few chapters of Replay. It's a good thing it's only across the parking lot from the movie theater because I almost lost track of time reading. I plan on seeing it again tonight with Lana. I hope to see it a few more times before it's out of the theater. Funny how that theme has been creeping up around me lately. Here's a good quote I noticed in the movie on a poster in the gym.
Winners are simply willing to do what losers won't.

Well, I better hop off the computer for now. It's time for my dose of Ibuprofin and antibiotics. Whoo hoo. Next week I get the good stuff for when they yank my wisdom tooth out. Better living through modern medicine, right?

Friday, February 18, 2005


I made a deadline with time to spare! I've been working pretty much nonstop on the two poker tables since Monday. I'm rather proud of how they both came out and I think my brother will be more than pleased with his when he sees it tomorrow. I still have a lot to do though. My garage looks like a bomb went off, I have a kitchen that needs cleaning and I'm down to my last clean pair of socks. It was worth it though. I was originally going to photograph the whole build process as I went but there's more then enough sites out there already that show how to construct a poker table. I can't say enough how happy I am with how they came out.

I think tonight I'll pop a few Ibuprofin to knock down this fever of mine a notch or two and pop a few Sudafed to take me out for the count. If it wasn't for Afrin though, I never would have been able to finish the tables. That stuff works wonders on a stuffy nose. Tomorrow I'll sleep in a little I think. I gotta get well rested for the big game tomorrow. ;)

For those of you interested, here's a link page for diy poker tables:

Tuesday, February 15, 2005

Poker Nights

Last night was a good night. Lana and I haven't been feeling too good with this damn flue but we decided to go out anyway. My brother was hosting a poker game and we just couldn't resist. I was a little nervous about the whole thing since I haven't really had the chance to play all that much but I figured it's only ten dollars. The pool table we played on takes up the full center of the room and we drew cards to figure sitting arrangements. To make a long story short I ended up taking home the big win. The whole time I'm watching people get taken out all I can think is that if I can just hang on for third place I'll get my ten back. It was a good night. :P

The poker tables are coming along nicely. The octagon table turned out to be a bit harder than I thought but I'll salvage it yet. It won't look as nice as some of the others but it'll be a nice little table I can be proud of. I just hope I can get them all done by Friday night. We've decided to host a little tournament at our house. It'll be nice to play a game everyone can get in on even if it doesn't involve a character sheet and some dice. Plus it's the chance for different clicks to meet. It should be an interesting night. That's what I love about games. It's the opportunity, the excuse, for people who ordinarily wouldn't socialize with each other to have a good time together. I've meet some great friends over a game or two. Oscar over a chess board at a library and my wife who at the roleplaying table just to name a few. I love the opportunity to expand my close circle of friends even if it's for only a night of games.

I'm pretty tired so I think I'll call it a night. I've got most of the cutting done on the big 4'x8'' tables. I love the smell of sawdust. It always reminds me of the derby car my dad, me and my brother made for Boy Scouts. Mike took third I believe. He found that little black car buried in the attic not to long ago.

Tomorrow I pick up the padding, vinyl, headliner, felt and some cup holders. Tomorrow is going to be a busy day. That's all for now I guess. I'm too tired and I don't want to start just rambling. Again.

Off to play a hand or two with Lana and Kelly. Obsessions are a way of life around here in case you hadn't noticed.


Sunday, February 13, 2005


Poker has become the new addiction in our household. Poker tournaments are pushing my episodes of Law and Order off the Tivo, and I can't say I really mind all that much. We took a trip to a poker supply store as a family. I did everything but flip over their poker tables to see how they were made while Lana touched every type of chip they carried. Marcel found a Mame cabinet in the store and promptly made himself at home in a four hundred dollar bar stool.

I've decided to construct a poker table or three. One is an octagon, and the other two are long tables. I began construction on the octagon one, snapping pictures as I went, running up and down the stairs to consult a few websites on construction. After the fifth trip upstairs I decided to just share the links of others who have tutorials rather than make yet another tutorial. I'm pretty excited about the octagon table more so than the larger tables. I can see it coming together already and I can't wait to be able to play Magic or a game of Munchkin. :)

Last night we ended up staying in since both of us got this damn sickness, the flu, and medicated our other sickness by having Tracy, Micah, and Kelly over to play a few games of poker. It was fun but by the time the head to head game rolled around on the second game I was ready to fall asleep at the table. Being that the sun was also coming up though, it only made sense that I was tired.

Today though, is a fresh day even if I didn't get up until after noon. I've got a lot to do and I hope this flue doesn't slow me down any. Man, I hate being sick. I'd rather take a kick to the gut a few times than be sick. At least Marcel hasn't come down with it (knocking on wood now).
I should get moving now while I still have a little time to make it out to the hardware store before they close. Oh, here's a great quote I found while doing some reading on Christopher Reeve.
"So many of our dreams at first seem impossible, then they seem improbable, and then when we summon the will, they soon become inevitable"

Thursday, February 3, 2005


I got a late start today but I have a valid excuse. We had company over last night and I was up pretty late last night playing a gritty game Strange Synergy with Micah and Johnnie. I managed to pull of the win by capitalizing on a minor error Micah made in haste and excitement. Plus his last roll, that he thought would kill me off, turned out to be one less than was needed to kill me off. I'm pretty excited about playing it at the con. I'm going to try to get the rest of my board pieces painted before Owlcon this weekend but I'm not going to bust my ass doing it. If I find the time kinda thing.

Once everyone left I ended up reading a bit of the book Anthony loaned me. Lana and I had gone over their place to play games and talk dildo business. So while the girls showed off their toys to each other, Anthony and I got to yapping about books. Turns out we've read a lot of the same stuff. I did a double take when I looked at his shelf because a lot of the books he owns, I own myself. Anyway, to make a long story short, he loaned me a few books and Vampire$ was one of them. I read Armor a few years back and remember it being an incredible book. So far, so good but it's hard for any author to follow up Stover. I'm a little over seventy pages into it and I love it. It helps that I never saw the movie I think. I remember seeing the previews for the movie back when it came out and thinking, "There's a movie I'm not wasting my money on." I'll probably end up watching it after I finish the book. If I can stomach The Guyver, I think I can stomach almost any crappy movie. I take that back. I don't ever want to watch House of the Dead again. Ever.

I remember The Guyver being such a cool movie. Keep in mind I hadn't seen it since it came out. (That's my disclaimer damn it). So there we were, Marcel and me, looking for Lana's poker tournament dvd and my Code 46 movie when Marcel snatched up The Guyver and asked me if he could watch it. I couldn't help but grin from ear to ear at the idea of watching it again. Like I said, I have fond memories of it. That is, until we got home and I popped it in the dvd player. I swear I don't remember it being so... so... Power Ranger-ish. That's the nicest thing I can say about that movie. Funny how easily our fondest childhood memories can be shattered so by reality. Sometimes reality checks really suck.

I should be on the phone right now. I need to call my insurance lady up. I'm looking into opening a paintball field. The guys and me have been tossing the idea around and I think it's a great way to get my future gaming store and costuming shop off the ground. After pricing a few lots and equipment, we're pretty sure we can do it. Our only concern is insurance. After all, we're going to have people running around shooting each other. My mission today is get insurance info as well as find some local places that sell used drums, wire spools, crates, etc. Sometime today I need to make it out to Walmart too. Plus I need to get Marcel's room cleaned up for Matt and Sarah. There coming down for Owlcon and are going to stay with us for the weekend. Hard to believe it's been almost four years since I got out. Three years, nine months, three days...
That's all for now. Later!