Destination Durham, NC.
See you tonight.
Thursday, March 08, 2007
My Morning Wooten
As usual only the nasty liberals are to blame.
Nevermind the initial leak was an effort to discredit Joe Wilson's African trip as a junket arranged by his wife. Nevermind the ongoing campaign by the right to paint independent counsel Fitzgerald as a modern day Torquemada. It's obviously all about irrational, wild eyed Bush hatred. Obviously.
it’s been from the start a tale of insider politics in Washington, with, one band of power players (the anti-war, anti-Bush/Cheney wing) out to get another.
Nevermind the initial leak was an effort to discredit Joe Wilson's African trip as a junket arranged by his wife. Nevermind the ongoing campaign by the right to paint independent counsel Fitzgerald as a modern day Torquemada. It's obviously all about irrational, wild eyed Bush hatred. Obviously.
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Arrival Alexandria, Va.
I've had all I can take of this God forsaken white wildenerness! I need sunshine again!
Departure Atlantic City, NJ.
Snow. I fear snow. Before I was 18 years old I had only seen snow twice. As I look at my window now I see large wet flakes. Accumulation is supposed to be 2 inches and the roads are apparently okay so I am heading out. Today may be more stressful than yesterday.
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
One Funny Poker Story
Now that I've had a few beers and can think a little clearly, here's one quick anecdote.
griftdrift's turn to bet.
griftdrift: $2,000 (tosses two $1000 chips in)
New Jersey guy: Dealer, he only said a thousand.
griftdrift: No, I said two thousand.
New Jersey guy: I swear I heard you say a thousand.
griftdrift: No problem but I really did say two. You might have guessed from the way I talk I'm not from around here.
New Jersey guy: No kidding.
griftdrift's turn to bet.
griftdrift: $2,000 (tosses two $1000 chips in)
New Jersey guy: Dealer, he only said a thousand.
griftdrift: No, I said two thousand.
New Jersey guy: I swear I heard you say a thousand.
griftdrift: No problem but I really did say two. You might have guessed from the way I talk I'm not from around here.
New Jersey guy: No kidding.
Poker Report
Buyin: $500. Entrants: 535. griftdrift finish: Somewhere around 175.
After six hours of pretty intense poker I am too tired to write much more. I will say I don't think I had my A game today. Towards the end I built up a big enough chip stack to probably go much deeper but I got sloppy on a couple of hands and it cost me.
Final hand. I got into a confrontation with the big stack. After a couple of pre-flop bets, we both go all in. I flip over my Q-Q. He flips over A-A. I didn't improve and was out.
It was worth it but I wish I had played better. No more poker. I'm burned out for the moment. I'm hauling ass back to D.C. in the morning. They are expecting snowfall up here in the evening and my south Georgia butt is getting the hell out of dodge.
After six hours of pretty intense poker I am too tired to write much more. I will say I don't think I had my A game today. Towards the end I built up a big enough chip stack to probably go much deeper but I got sloppy on a couple of hands and it cost me.
Final hand. I got into a confrontation with the big stack. After a couple of pre-flop bets, we both go all in. I flip over my Q-Q. He flips over A-A. I didn't improve and was out.
It was worth it but I wish I had played better. No more poker. I'm burned out for the moment. I'm hauling ass back to D.C. in the morning. They are expecting snowfall up here in the evening and my south Georgia butt is getting the hell out of dodge.
What The Hell Am I Doing Here?
It's cold. I check the weather in Atlanta and see the high today will be 65 degrees. I sit in southern New Jersey where it is currently about 20 degrees and snow is expected tomorrow.
Even the most hardened traveller eventually gets homesick. It is a distinct possibility that when the first white flake falls this southern boy will scamper home like a panicked rabbit.
So why would I sit in a cheap hotel with spotty internet coverage suffering the last gasps of winter? Poker, of course. It's the need to make one more run at the big pay day. Test the skills against the sharks and the donkeys. Based on what I saw yesterday, I doubt I will be disappointed.
Due to the skills of my navigator, Sancho Panza, I arrived at the boardwalk city well before the start of the first tournament. Even though I did not feel mentally prepared after a three hour drive, I planned on playing the first day. To my dismay, the registration area contained a line looping back on itself like an mobius strip. We patiently stood in line until a gentlemen with a distinct accent my ancestors may have never known announced tournament officials had cut off at 940 and everyone else in line were alternates.
Given my mental state, I had no desire to wait several hours just to get a seat. The decision was made to hit the casino for a few hours and then come back for some single table tournaments. Four hours and a few dollars later, we wandered back into the registration area. I knew the situation was grim when I spotted a loud man berating a tournament official.
"Still no single tables", I asked.
"No, we still have people in [the main event room] and downstairs. We had trouble starting the 4:00 event", she replied.
I asked how many they had in the main event and she responded "over 1100". To give some perspective, the main event of the World Series of Poker only crossed the 1000 barrier a few years ago. I told the haggard lady it was okay and we would be back tomorrow.
So today I will play in my first event. It's the $500 day two main event. I'm not sure what to expect after yesterday. Certainly not 1000 entrants but probably several hundred. To go deep I will potentially have to play 10+ hours.
When I'm done, I will amble back here to my spotty internet site and report. Hopefully, much later in the day.
Even the most hardened traveller eventually gets homesick. It is a distinct possibility that when the first white flake falls this southern boy will scamper home like a panicked rabbit.
So why would I sit in a cheap hotel with spotty internet coverage suffering the last gasps of winter? Poker, of course. It's the need to make one more run at the big pay day. Test the skills against the sharks and the donkeys. Based on what I saw yesterday, I doubt I will be disappointed.
Due to the skills of my navigator, Sancho Panza, I arrived at the boardwalk city well before the start of the first tournament. Even though I did not feel mentally prepared after a three hour drive, I planned on playing the first day. To my dismay, the registration area contained a line looping back on itself like an mobius strip. We patiently stood in line until a gentlemen with a distinct accent my ancestors may have never known announced tournament officials had cut off at 940 and everyone else in line were alternates.
Given my mental state, I had no desire to wait several hours just to get a seat. The decision was made to hit the casino for a few hours and then come back for some single table tournaments. Four hours and a few dollars later, we wandered back into the registration area. I knew the situation was grim when I spotted a loud man berating a tournament official.
"Still no single tables", I asked.
"No, we still have people in [the main event room] and downstairs. We had trouble starting the 4:00 event", she replied.
I asked how many they had in the main event and she responded "over 1100". To give some perspective, the main event of the World Series of Poker only crossed the 1000 barrier a few years ago. I told the haggard lady it was okay and we would be back tomorrow.
So today I will play in my first event. It's the $500 day two main event. I'm not sure what to expect after yesterday. Certainly not 1000 entrants but probably several hundred. To go deep I will potentially have to play 10+ hours.
When I'm done, I will amble back here to my spotty internet site and report. Hopefully, much later in the day.
Monday, March 05, 2007
Departure Alexandria, Va.
Off to Atlantic City. If I survive the DC rush hour. Be back tonight with a first day report.
Sunday, March 04, 2007
Welcome To Alexandria, Va!
Nice drive. Until I got to D.C. of course. But these people don't scare me. You know why? I drive in Atlanta every day.
Departure Martinsville, Va.
Goodbye Martinsville. I doubt we will see each other in the future.
Today a leisurely drive up the Shenandoah Valley and then into the chaos of the D.C. area. See you this afternoon.
Today a leisurely drive up the Shenandoah Valley and then into the chaos of the D.C. area. See you this afternoon.
Sen. Johnson Answers Questions On Wilson Case
Senator Eric Johnson is graciously answering a few of my questions on the Genarlow Wilson case at Peach Pundit.
I still have hope for a full interview and will be making a second request.
I still have hope for a full interview and will be making a second request.
Saturday, March 03, 2007
Welcome To Martinsville, Va.!
Yikes!
I think I should have driven on to Roanoke! Thank god I brought beer with me cause I didn't see a single bar in town! But I did see some rusted out cars up the nearest hill so I feel sort of home.
I think I should have driven on to Roanoke! Thank god I brought beer with me cause I didn't see a single bar in town! But I did see some rusted out cars up the nearest hill so I feel sort of home.
A New Adventure Begins
I'm off on the road again! Heading north this time for a little gambling in Atlantic City. First stop, somewhere in NC / VA. Maybe Martinsville. I haven't completely made up my mind yet. See you this evening.
Great Moments In Presidential Speeches
At my little cabin in South Georgia, I do not have cable or satellite. One of my nightly highlights is David Letterman's "Great Moments In Presidential Speeches".
Friday, March 02, 2007
Thursday, March 01, 2007
Be Very Careful, Sen. Johnson
Apparently on the Boortz show this morning Sen. Eric Johnson (R-Savannah) promised to send the talk show host a copy of the Genarlow Wilson "sex tape". Only one problem with that plan. It may violate federal child porn statutes.
Here is how Title 18.1.110.2252 reads:
Any person who—
(1) knowingly transports or ships in interstate or foreign commerce by any means including by computer or mails, any visual depiction, if—
(A) the producing of such visual depiction involves the use of a minor engaging in sexually explicit conduct; and
(B) such visual depiction is of such conduct
Perhaps some of our legal eagles can clarify, just hypothetically of course, if Senator Johnson did indeed send such a tape through the mail whether this statute is applicable.
In the meantime, I have another question. How the heck does a politician get his hands on a piece of evidence from a criminal matter?
Here is how Title 18.1.110.2252 reads:
Any person who—
(1) knowingly transports or ships in interstate or foreign commerce by any means including by computer or mails, any visual depiction, if—
(A) the producing of such visual depiction involves the use of a minor engaging in sexually explicit conduct; and
(B) such visual depiction is of such conduct
Perhaps some of our legal eagles can clarify, just hypothetically of course, if Senator Johnson did indeed send such a tape through the mail whether this statute is applicable.
In the meantime, I have another question. How the heck does a politician get his hands on a piece of evidence from a criminal matter?
Help A Blogger Out
Did anyone listen to Boortz this morning? I'm trying to confirm something. Email me at griftdrift@gmail.com.
More Boston Battiness
Ummm seriously. Can someone find the Boston PD something better to do?
I understand caution, but...
The bomb squad shut down busy Devonshire Street after someone spotted a green box chained to a no parking sign....The box turned out to be some kind of traffic counting device and was completely harmless.
I understand caution, but...
A Curious Silence
The HPV bill continues to roil the state house. It also caused anger and recriminations at leading conservative blog Peach Pundit. Amid the most boring session in recent history, it is one of few items to create a stir. Yet, leading progressive blogs have been curiously silent. Why?
Something I rarely do. Total speculation. My instincts are telling me an old military maxim is coming into play. Never interfere with your enemy while they cut their own throat. My feeling is most progressives actually agree with the substance but would rather let the conservatives do the heavy lifting and suffer the internecine strife.
Speculation is fun.
Something I rarely do. Total speculation. My instincts are telling me an old military maxim is coming into play. Never interfere with your enemy while they cut their own throat. My feeling is most progressives actually agree with the substance but would rather let the conservatives do the heavy lifting and suffer the internecine strife.
Speculation is fun.
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