If this isn't cute, then I don't know what is...

This baby has some good genes, I'm tellin' ya...




She's 6 months old now! She slept over at Auntie T's on Saturday night and was a perfect angel. I even started to teach her poker. She has the chip sucking down like a pro.

Labels: family

I'm glad it was Fat Tuesday yesterday. That way I don't look so bad for staying up late drinking and playing poker. Well, I wasn't really playing poker, I was watching someone (no not zerbet) play poker - how cool am I? Cause you know I donked out early when I hit top pair and bet the pot, and was called by 2nd pair 9s who hit a K on the turn for two pair. I HEART I say, HEART!

But I'm still not bitter... see?

So while I was watching someone (no not zerbet) take down 1st in one turney then 2nd in another (gg's, not zerbet) I decided to have a few drinks cause if ya didn't know:

Whiskey = Poker Therapy in a Bottle

Now you know, and knowing is half the battle dude.

And since it was Fat Tuesday yesterday, I don't feel guilty for waking up and not wanting to get out of bed, even though one of the spawns is running a fever with glassy eyes and comatose in the recliner right now. Cause only good mom's stay up too late drinking and (almost) gambling.

But anyhow, the blog neglecting is somewhat purposeful. All I have to talk about is boring ol school work (which I'm NOT totally stressed out with btw, totally NOT!) This quarter is almost over though 3 or 4 more weeks or something like that, and for now I still have both eyes. I even registered for next quarter yesterday! It's gonna be a full plate:

Digital Imaging (aka photoshop)
Digital Illustration (aka illustrator)
Digital Animation (not really sure, flash maybe?)
Design 3D (make carp outta foam core)

I'll be all digitized at the end tho pry.

Labels: life, poker, school

OK, I have something to admit. I consider myself a somewhat funny, sarcastic, humorous etc person. I mean, I don't think I'm a comedian by far, but I do think I can find the humor in daily life and I don't fall in to the deep sarchasm too often. But for the most part, I don't get comics. There I said it, comic strips typically just go "whoosh" over my purdy little head.

For instance, The Dilbert Comic. I read Scott Adams blog, I enjoy it. In fact, you can find it over there in my links as one of my favorite blogs. But the actual comic... whoosh. Now, every now and then I actually get one, and instead of thinking it's funny I'm too caught up with the fact that I actually understood it!

But then there are gems like these that make me say:

Khanlady: HAHAHA
Khanlady: thats my kind of comic

I got that from She Z, the queen of comics. But then she has a degree in Mechanical Engineering. Maybe that's a prerequisite or something.

Labels: random crappe

Ya know, I've never quite understood when my kids run up to me screaming, "MOMMY MOMMY LOOK WHAT I DID!". But today, I feel their joy.

Today I finished my onomato-whata project for my "just poke my eye out" class. I actually did one version of it on Wednesday during class. I had finished all my sketches early cause the prof wanted us to use Adobe Illustrator to do our final project. Of course, this class has no prerequisites, and I had never even seen the program, so I thought it would be a good idea to get ahead and try to get help in class that day.

A kid in my class let me use his iMac and I was happy when I finished it. I had problems getting it to print out at the right size, so I took it to the prof and asked for her guidance. She spent 40 mins showing me how to change the print settings so it would come out right and then added at the end:

Prof: "This isn't going to work by the way"
Me: "Uh, what do you mean?"
Prof: "You can't use an image on your final"
Me: "I asked you that Monday and you said we could use an image"
Prof: "Well, I didn't mean that literally"
long pause as my brain starts to boil over
Me: "Well then you just wasted a lot of my time, literally"

So, we came to the conclusion that I could use a GRAPHIC not an actual IMAGE. mkay. But now I was stuck with no computer with Illustrator on it, so I thought I was going to do it by hand. Until the ol Joester used his almighty connections to get Illustrator on my desktop at home! I knew he was good for something.

Now I had to find a GRAPHIC and not an IMAGE for my project. I googled for hours and found nothing. But, I have friends in high places, and one of them (no not Zerbet) found me an almost puuuuurfect image. I just needed to invert it (change white to black and black to white) in Photoshop.

Or so I thought.

Now, keep in mind, I don't have a clue when it comes to Photoshop or Illustrator. But I do have a Photoshop for Dummies book, which means I must be flat out mentally inept because the book doesn't work much for me either.

When I finally inverted the image graphic it was black all around it too and I needed the back ground to be white! OMGWTF. About an hour in I was going to give up, but I tried one more thing and it worked! Well mostly worked, I still had a bit of a shadow around it, but I was willing to live with that.

I now had to take the image into Illustrator and hook it up with my onomato-whata. I realized at this time how bad the shadow looked. But alas, I'm a donkwad and I don't know how to use the program. So I fiddled a bit and VOILA, I FIXED THAT TOO!

How cool am I?

So here it is... LOOKIE LOOKIE WHAT I DID!!

It's the sound of chips shuffling btw.

Seriously tho, this was a HUGE accomplishment for me. The prof will pry shove it up my bum, but for now, I'm at peace with the universe.

Labels: school

I look at my google reader this morning (which btw, if you don't use it you should) and it almost brought a tear to my eye... almost. But the point being, I do miss keeping up to date on such things. I'm a bit ignorant now a days, so if we invade another country be sure to send me an email.

It was nice to see that people actually care about my ignorance. Last night I received 2 phone calls and one live reminder that LOST was starting again last night. I love you too.

But I must argue that it isn't completely my fault. I'm gonna blame my Typography professor. This woman (yes she's a woman which makes it even more blasphemous) not only makes me want to take my x-acto knife and poke my eye out, but she has no idea how lucky she is I haven't hauled off and given her the 'ol bitch slap. Yesterday in class, it took every iota of the goodness in my heart to not explain to her what an idiot she was. So now, my heart is black. I have nothing left.

I have my first midterm today, but I think I'll ACE it. Unless my prof makes those impossible tests. I was given advice from people that have taken his class to just memorize our handouts and notes. So I did that, and my brain is now consumed by useless data that I will surely dump out at approximately noon today.

The kiddos have been out of school all week, today is their first day back. Of course after a 6 day vacation, they still didn't see the need of going back. Touche.

So, two assignments for my readers:

1) If anything important happens in the world (or semi-important) you must email me.
2) If any of you know how to use Adobe Illustrator, any tips would be... precious.

Labels: life

So, I drove to ILL this weekend for Sheila's birthday. She was helping to organize a Super Bowl Poker Tournament for a guy who owns a restaurant/bar that has one every year. There are a lot of details I don't have the time to get into now, but what you need to know is that I came in 2nd to a guy who was so drunk, he couldn't put his own chips in the pot. That's right, he had a helper. I made $410 dollaz, $250 of which I've already spent on a plane ticket to VEGAS on JUNE 7th. Jealous?

I will, despite my time constraints right now, tell you the story that goes along with the title of my post.

I can handle major douchebaggery in poker. In fact, I prefer if I'm at a table of DB's. I play a patient game and can usually take advantage of the DB's. Two seats to my left, we have the table douche. He will call any all-in, despite his chip stack, with any two suited cards... or any face card for that matter.

I saw him call an all-in on a board of AJ9 with J6 off suit, to a guy that raised pre-flop. The raiser/all-inner had AQ and my DB friend hit a 6 on the river. The all-in call left him with one chip.

Or you could ask my good friend Zerbet who pushed all in with ATo and was called by DB's 67c. I folded AJs this hand and the board read AJJxx. Zerb won the pot and doubled up. NH z.

Anyhow back to the story. An utg raiser decides to throw in a raise with the blinds at 200/400 and he makes it 1000 to go. The DB says, "Hey you can't do that, your raise has to be at least double the big blind". Myself and a few others at the table, but mainly me (let's face it I have a big mouth), chimed in telling him that the total of his raise had to be at least 2x the bb not the raise itself. The DB was unhappy that a WOMAN was telling him he was wrong and said "I'd like to get a ruling on that". So I holler across the room to Sheila explaining the situation and she agrees that I am right.

"Happy douchebag?"

Might sound like a silly thing, but I swear EVERY live table I sit at there is at least ONE middle aged man that can't stand the fact that a woman is sitting at the table with them. They pick on how I stack my chips and place my bets. Tell me when it's my blind or turn.

And to all you old dumb asses that don't understand the fact that women are smarter than you (even younger ones) I say:

STFU

Labels: poker