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.

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.