This is not a man with a blog.
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I had a lot of time to sit in one place, and so I ploughed through most of the reading I brought with me. Jesse May, the protagonist of the book is two parts Charles Bukowski, one part card shark, and one part obsessive-compulsive. Written as a personal diary through several years of his life as a professional gambler, May shows us exactly what it is to ride the emotional roller coaster that is professional gambling.
Getting off the chair Two quick pops from in my boot Done skiing today.
I see sad white trails On video wallpaper. None are coming home.
A colleague at work is in the market for a new minivan, but mentioned that they get awful gas mileage. I knew there had to be something better in the works, and I was right and they get great mileage. And I discovered a feature of hybrid cars I haven’t yet noticed: the huge batteries…
I know everyone’s focused on the State of the Union, but frankly, I find the Israeli elections to have more of an immediate impact on our future. In particular, the fight between the secularists and the ultra-orthodox is a fight we have played out in every country (America included) that is not an organized theocracy.
I saw Sarah Vowell speak at the recent They Might Be Giants vs. McSweeney’s show here in DC. She read one short section from her book
Since Salon has gone all-pay (and I’m a cheap bastard) I’ve had to go straight to the horse’s patootie for my weekly fix of Mark Fiore. Take a moment and check out one of the greatest political animators of our age.
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My winter holiday this year was spent in a warm place with a stack of books, some good friends, and a flu we all shared. Despite the flu, we had a great time, and I’d repeat the entire experience in a heartbeat (except for the vomiting). |
It was this book, Michael Konik’s |