If it’s good enough for Tom and Katie… I looked at the dog and she looked back at me as if to say, “What? This is what I do every day.” Which was true....
Re-assimilation It was the middle of the night, maybe the middle of the morning. After a few weeks in the trenches, it seemed irrelevant. There weren’t any clocks and my watch and computer clock...
Double 07 Somebody please tell me I wasn’t the only one to think this morning that it was odd that this attack on London happened on July 7. That’s 07/07. Double 0-7? Either sickeningly...
Children’s Day Re-printed from my day job blog The World Series of Poker is an environment like none other I’ve ever witnessed. Pure energy, mainline adrenaline, wanton rain squalls of hundred dollar bills that...
Paranoia It was 10:45am and I hadn’t been to sleep since the day before. The bed is comfortable, the selection of pillows is of such a variety that I can’t complain about fluffiness, and...
Getting outside It was 3:30am and I couldn’t sleep. After ten days in Vegas, I was relatively sure I would’ve grown immune to the over-oxygenated air and hyperintense noise and commotion. Still, I have...
Karma, man When Wil Wheaton went and changed my life, he probably didn’t think much about it. But that the time, I noted that Wil had some good karma coming his way. After what’s...
Lost inside As I was walking to work today, I realized I hadn’t been outside in five days. I’d seen the sunrise through tempered glass a couple of times. I’d heard the wind whistling...
Doggies in the news Let me be the first to point out an important fact before I continue: I have never, ever had sex with a dog. In fact, unless you count a girl...
A few things I like about London Bridge Over River Kwai Thames No real time to write from this jolly old city, but on this, my second trip to London, I’ve been struck by...
Sleeping before the storm Last night an electrical storm ripped through with such ball-slapping ferocity, I thought I was back in Missouri, the victim of high plains-fueled maelstrom’s. The lighting was long and bright...
Back in the day (you’re familiar with the day, right?), I had a lot of stories to tell. I’d talk a little bit about the bankrobber who insulted my mother. I’d talk about the...
