As I have mentioned here before (no links sorry), my buddy Mark made a deep run in the 2010 Main Event. I've exchanged texts with him a few times this past week (I'm not a member at the club anymore) to figure out exactly when he would be spotted for the first time on TV.
So if you still have episode 12 on your PVR then skip ahead to the last 10 minutes when The Grinder doubles up with his pocket 10's. Mark (also has the initials MM) is sitting two to the right of the Grinder (MM) and is wearing an all white pokerstars hat and a logo'd up white shirt as well.
Check it out if you have a moment.
16.9.10
The H
Ok, going to the H tomorrow. They will be inducing.
The plan is, there is no plan.
See you soon little ones.
<3 <3
The plan is, there is no plan.
See you soon little ones.
<3 <3
15.9.10
Post 100
Just noticed and felt like saying hello on my 34th.
This weekend will be a whirlwind adventure that I will never forget!
This weekend will be a whirlwind adventure that I will never forget!
3.9.10
Another Dream
Same sort of thing.
This time I was parking right near the beginning of a bridge. I got out, put the club on, paid my meter and THEN noticed that I was too far past the designated parking spot. So back in the car, reverse, put on the club (I don't even own a club), get out and THEN notice that there was no parking allowed because of the event that was taking place (which is why I was parking in the first place, I assume). So back in the car and continue to look for parking, rinse repeat. This went on for hours, or so it felt. I finally woke up and realized it was all a dream. Relief.
It was the same feeling though, never being able to complete my goal. Always running late, always in a panic to get somewhere. Confused.
Have a good weekend peeps. This could be my last weekend to sleep in for oh say 10-12 years... I have no idea. Any day now...
This time I was parking right near the beginning of a bridge. I got out, put the club on, paid my meter and THEN noticed that I was too far past the designated parking spot. So back in the car, reverse, put on the club (I don't even own a club), get out and THEN notice that there was no parking allowed because of the event that was taking place (which is why I was parking in the first place, I assume). So back in the car and continue to look for parking, rinse repeat. This went on for hours, or so it felt. I finally woke up and realized it was all a dream. Relief.
It was the same feeling though, never being able to complete my goal. Always running late, always in a panic to get somewhere. Confused.
Have a good weekend peeps. This could be my last weekend to sleep in for oh say 10-12 years... I have no idea. Any day now...
1.9.10
I has a dream
I keep having this one "recurring theme" of a dream and I can't get it to stop. It seems that almost once a week I have this same type of dream and when I wake up it is always the same feeling: relief.
It always starts out with a goal. Such as: tee off the 1st hole or make dinner or get something for someone at a specific time.
It usual goes through multiple challenges where I can never seem to get to the intended goal. There are always these annoying road blocks and I always seem to be running late. I have this fear of being missing my tee time or not meeting the deadline and all these things keep getting in the way of me actually teeing off.
I can't find a golf ball.
I can't find a tee.
I need to go buy a glove.
It's raining and I forgot my umbrella.
Over and over, different things slow me down from reaching the goal of actually teeing off.
Last night it was Vegas. I was an employee at a restaurant (I think it was the one with the golden arches) and I had to take this man's order by hand, write him a receipt (instead of using the system) and also prepare the meal myself.
My friends and family were littered througout the dream. People from all parts of my life.
The odrer was vivid, but I just couldn't get it do the guy. I had to make him a vodka drink, but there was no vodka to be found. I had to make him three different burgers, but there was no mayo. Just little setbacks that continuously made me later and later which added more stress and basically turned my dream - into a nightmare.
When I finally got my shit together I ran into someone I hadn't seen in a long time who was fighting over a poker hand. I spilled the food and had to start over.
This continued until I finally woke up and realized it was all a dream. Again.
I also slept on my arm funny, and it still hurts.
It always starts out with a goal. Such as: tee off the 1st hole or make dinner or get something for someone at a specific time.
It usual goes through multiple challenges where I can never seem to get to the intended goal. There are always these annoying road blocks and I always seem to be running late. I have this fear of being missing my tee time or not meeting the deadline and all these things keep getting in the way of me actually teeing off.
I can't find a golf ball.
I can't find a tee.
I need to go buy a glove.
It's raining and I forgot my umbrella.
Over and over, different things slow me down from reaching the goal of actually teeing off.
Last night it was Vegas. I was an employee at a restaurant (I think it was the one with the golden arches) and I had to take this man's order by hand, write him a receipt (instead of using the system) and also prepare the meal myself.
My friends and family were littered througout the dream. People from all parts of my life.
The odrer was vivid, but I just couldn't get it do the guy. I had to make him a vodka drink, but there was no vodka to be found. I had to make him three different burgers, but there was no mayo. Just little setbacks that continuously made me later and later which added more stress and basically turned my dream - into a nightmare.
When I finally got my shit together I ran into someone I hadn't seen in a long time who was fighting over a poker hand. I spilled the food and had to start over.
This continued until I finally woke up and realized it was all a dream. Again.
I also slept on my arm funny, and it still hurts.
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