Monday, August 17, 2009

QOTD

Not a shred of evidence exists in favor of the idea that life is serious.
- Brendan Gill

Sorry I haven't posted in a while. (Am I the first person to apologize for lack of posting? I think so). I just had to share this quote. Lately I've been accused (several times, in fact), of being eternally happy. I've been eating Koibito at lunch and Sun, the lovely sushi maker, always greets me with a smile and asks me how I'm doing. I give the standard reply, "Excellent!" The other day, I switched to "Very good." She asked me how come I'm not excellent? Something must be wrong.

I've been on a good run in poker and in life. I've got a great job and a wonderful family. The other day I received a wonderful gift from my sister. She sent me my School Days books from when I was in grade school, complete with pics. I was a cute kid, although I remember thinking I was ugly with huge ears. It was an interesting time in my life and I have fond memories, mostly of my dad, from around that time. When I posted some of the pics on Facebook, a ton of folks from my youth commented and it made me feel great.

Despite the fact that I'm missing my family terribly, I know this is only temporary and I'll be with them soon. This Thursday in fact. Not soon after that it will be permanent, I'm sure. In the mean time, as I posted on Twitter, life is pretty grand when you are sitting with a full house and not one, not two, but three people push All-in into you. In a cash game.

3 comments:

BamBam said...

But brudder you have to admit that our "pretty good," is PRETTY DAMN GOOD!

:)

BWoP said...

Just remember not to push all-in into me when I am holding ze nut crubz!

The Sister said...

DUDE! I thought the exact same thing when I saw my pictures from those books. I have always felt that I was a hideously ugly child. But looking at them now, I was sort of cute. With big ears, too. And Eric thinks I was simply adorable. But he is smitten, so it doesn't count. For the record, you were a really cute kid. With humongous ears.