I've decided to sell off my poker chip collection. It's rare these days that I find one in circulation that I don't already have, and I think I've looked at them and gotten all the pleasure out of them that I'm going to get. They're kind of heavy and take up space, and I have a secret plan for what to do with the extra money.
Saturday, August 06, 2011
Friday, August 05, 2011
A few months ago I read in one of the poker magazines (Poker Pro, maybe? I can't remember.) about a new poker-themed movie coming out. "Hitting the Nuts" was to be a comedy about a poker tournament held in rural Indiana, shot "mockumentary" style.
Thursday, August 04, 2011
Wednesday, August 03, 2011
Tuesday, August 02, 2011
Monday, August 01, 2011
Today Cardgrrl and I drove out to Charlottesville, Virginia, to see Monticello, Thomas Jefferson's home. Highly recommended. If you somehow went in not understanding what a complicated, interesting, and influential man he was, the visit will set your mind straight. You will, of course, also be left with that central conundrum in understanding his life of contradictions: How could a man who wrote so eloquently about and labored so diligently for liberty and equality own 600 slaves? (The tour guides, incidentally, are careful about their language. They never mention "slaves." Now the politically correct term is "enslaved workers." Who knew that slaves had PR people still working on their behalf to straighten out our language?)
Many photos to process, but it may be several days before I get to them. For now I'll just leave you with these two.
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Yesterday Cardgrrl and I chose, among all the touristy things to do in D.C., to visit the International Spy Museum. The thing that most surprised me was how busy it was. Even though I knew it was a weekend in the peak of tourist season, I had expected this to be a little-known, little-seen place--probably because I had never heard of it until I looked at a list of area museums yesterday while deciding how to spend our day. Boy, was I wrong. It was completely packed, shoulder-to-shoulder all the way through.