Friday, June 19, 2009

So anyway, I was just thinking out loud (in my head), about the whole economy situation. I realize alot of my views may not be so popular. You have to realize no matter how things are now, I will do whatever it takes for my family.

I'm not going green for Iran. Close your ears. They are a fucking TERRORIST state, in fact, they very possibly invented the terrorist, so no, I'm not signing up. I'm sorry if you are having trouble, but really, so are we, and we should concentrate on that.

I love to help out my fellow man. If you are the smoking guy in the parking lot who tells me you need 10 dollars to get a room cause the shelters been full for the last three nights, I don't care what the weather is, I will give you my last twenty. If you are the little lady down the street stuggling to bring our garbage cans in, I will pull over as quick as I can to do it for you. I won't just write some randome check, I will physically do whatever I can for you. I was raised by a struggling construction worker. I know how to be happy poor. That contruction worker made it really, Really well for himself, so I also know how to live well. I don't care.

I think I am special that way, and I try to instill that into my children. Money is money, it does not contain you. You can live however you want, but you must always be willing to take the risk. The risk that you may be rich today, and poor tomorrow, or poor today, and poor tomorrow. I said that right. You have to be willing to be poor. Once you let go of the fear that you MAY be poor, you can accomplish anything. You may be poor NO MATTER WHAT. This is no self help, just fact. happens. Seriously, it happens.

Since your reading still , I am going to go on and on.

What do I think the problems with America are? Honestly? The inability of the X/Y generation to face reality. Seriously, not that many people make 25+ an hour. Really, the majority of jobs are minimum wage which I think is under 6 dollars an hour. If I lost my overpaid job, I would be working no less then four jobs to make ends meet. I don't honestly think I would have a hard time finding them. You would find me mowing your lawn, serving your dinner, mixing your cocktails, and babysitting your kids. Not to mention roofing under the table. Seriously. All of that would probably pay rent (I'd have to let the house go, I know), but I would do it. There would be no private school for my kids. No ski team, no figure skating club (I would have to go, I'm an officer LOL), no soccor, no fencing, and I'd most likely sell the really cool keyboard Santa brought. Whatever, it's only stuff, and my girls know it's only stuff. What matters is your willingness to do what it takes.

That was not even related to what I really think the problems with America are. So really, from 15-20 years ago when I wanted to be president: (Look back now, and really dig deep to see my intelligence)
I believe that we need to get rid of the welfare system. The system was designed to alliviate a very specific problem (the depression) and, after the problem was resolved, the welfare system should have been fazed out. So since, it wasn't done, and we are facing base closers, here is my solution. The bases that are being force to close should be turned into welfare communities. Since there is already existing day care, and schools, and stores, this seems like a seamless solution. If you need assistence, you live here to recieve it. The government already ownes these, so there is no extra housing cost, and the schools and stores should offer employment to the assisted before going outside (much like the military).

Anyway, it got much deeper then that. Even then I believed foriegn policy began at home. Please don't read this like I am not charitable, because I truely am, I just believe in the phrase: If you give a man a fish he will eat for a day, but if you teach a man to fish he will eat for a lifetime. There are people more poor than we will ever be, and I feel for them.

Iran, don't get me started. But since you have, they have been a terrorist country for as long as I know. Nice they tried democracy. SOOOOO shocking that didn't work out for them. If there is anybody under 50 rioting, they have had every chance to move on with their lives. Manipulating America, good on ya, but we bite back.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

My Inner Voice

Are the voices in my head bothering you? Well, are they? I don't claim any originality to that line, but it did bring me a flashback.

I was booking a hotel one time, and the gentleman asked me if it was just me. I replied, "I don't know, are you going to charge me extra for the voices in my head?" We both had a good laugh. At least I thought we had a good laugh, but it turned out he charged me double for my free room. I never did get that money back.

As far as rooms I've stayed in worldwide, it was also one of the worst. That includes the 1$ a night room in Bangkok where they forbid "knock-knock", I am sure all five of my readers are smart enough to figure out what they meant by that.

I love catching people off gaurd and making them laugh. I know I am completly corny, I don't care. It's who I am get over it, or walk away, I'm not forcing you to stay.

I especially love catching people on the phone off gaurd. You know, the bored people you call to complain to. I had to close all my credit cards once, cause my boyfriend at the time was making me. So I had to call all of them, and close them. Most of them I kept paid off, and it was before the market crashed, so they were pretty competitive about keeping me. I called one, and the woman asked me my reason for closing. I told her "My signifigant other is making me." She started laughing so hard she snorted. She told me she was supposed to try to get me to stay, but the script didn't have a comeback for that. Before I had responsisblitites I worked in telemarketing, so I knew just what she meant. Anyway, moments like that always make my day.

Here is a little something I hope helps make you laugh today.

Monday, June 8, 2009

Seriously, Vegas, Again? Yes, Vegas, again.

Hello world. I'm amazed that random people might be interested in what I have to say, so I'll try to keep it interesting.

Just got home last night from yet anouther jaunt to Vegas. Good times, bad times, I love them all times.

I am beginning to think in twitter. I think I have a problem, and could possibly need some real world intervention. I think I could use a trip off network. Maybe I should spend next weekend ranching. Very spotty phone service, no wireless, seems like I could be due.

I went to play poker, and I am not usually too social on these trips... This time however, I was happily wisked outside the box, and open to all of life's possibilities.

I didn't play poker too particularily well. Both due to the cards, and the fact that I just was not playing well. I played so much better when I didn't know anything lol.

My Summer was completly locked up, but my Co-Pilot in parenting asked to switch our weekends so he doesn't get screwed out of all of his (he is gone for several of them on work crap). So, it works out pretty well, except that I had stuff planned for the kids. It's all good though, easy changes. Anyway, I have several extra weekends now. I will probably go back for the last weekend in June.

I headed over to the Rio to spectate the WSOP, and was in awe. However, watching this happen just destroyed me!
Doyle Brunson @TexDolly moves all in.

He get's called. His pocket Q's take on AQ, and goes down to the second A. Brutal way to go home at #17!

I headed from there to the 7:00 at the Saraha. Seconds before the dinner break I all in my poket K's, they are easily batted away by A's. Me think's I overbet! Lesson learned!

I couldn't take anymore poker after that, so I decided to do the second best thing in Vegas. Drink! I headed to the #monstervegastweetup in progress at Diablo's at the Monte Carlo. I wasn't sure what to expect walking into a party by myself full of people I followed at 120 characters, and I was uncomfortable to say the least. I was immediately put at ease, donned a name tag, and started guzzeling 5$ Margies. Met Mike who stared at my boobs/name tag for a second. Then I met Cassandra who I moved to the bar and shared Nachos with. Turned out I was standing next to some other fellow Utahans I had played BJ with earlier, and our end of the bar turned into one heck of alot of fun. I stayed for a couple of Margies after Cassandra left, but did leave before I drank anybody to the "hot enough to sleep with" level. Much to the dismay of the guy who had been hitting on me for the last hour. I even got up and danced a bit, which was nice and fun.

I headed over to the MGM, and after a mirror/self photo check decided I looked sober enough for some cash games. I put on sunglasses and copped a coffee just in case though. I had a great time, and it seemed like poker was my friend again. I even finally learned how to shuffle my chips (thanks nice Asian guy next to me), and raked in a few very nice pots (thanks chatty OK guy who changed seats to steal blinds from bully two seats to my right). Then I hit a straight flush at the 3 card before calling it a night at about 5:30.

Sunday was not so nice to me though, but I can't blame poker too much since I only played one tournament, and it was 65. There my pocket K's ran into J's and of course, he rivered a set. I tanked at table games, and had to get more cash. MGM properties computers were down, so after two cab rides I walked over to the Tropicana for cash influx. I played my favorite slots (I am like a rat in a drug trial with my freaking habits), and they were, as usually, very nice to me. Then I crossed back to the MGM where a 3 card straight Flush and a three of a kind made sure I went home flush again.


All in all, I had a great time. I cultivated some new friends, that I hope grow into great friendships.

In closing I leave you with my Las Vegas WTF moment of ponderance:

yes, I'm pretty sure he is maybe 10, and no, I don't know what is in the glass, and NO he does not belong to me lol..

Also, Doyle @TexDolly I hope we do get that drink someday, and not in the booty call sorta way, cause I know you were completly kidding about that.