Guess How Many Chips

OK, this is a take on the jelly-bean jar contest. Guess how many chips ( $ amount) I have in front of me without going over. At Borgata red chips are worth $5, greens are $25 and blacks are $100. Closest to correct total without going over wins!
Winner shall receive a free pint at Sligo!

Weekend Update

After being sick for three days this week I thought I'd better get my ass down to the Borgata and get some time in at the tables, so I headed down before noon on Saturday (a feat in and of itself). I sat immediately upon arrival in a no limit cash game and summed the table up fairly quickly. Fishy, fishy, fishy, fish! There were two other players that seemed to have a modicum of poker sense so i was careful to play pots with them, but the rest of the table was easy pickings and I quickly tripled my starting stake in under two hours. I played until about 6 and then headed over to the Pier at Caesars, initially intent on dining at Buddakhan, but ended up eating at Phillips, the seafood house from Baltimore. It was very good. While my stomach cried for steak, I instead opted for the bounties of the sea, starting with a half dozen Malpeque oysters on the half shell and then easing into my entree, which was a humongous steam pot, placed in the center of the table and overflowing with a whole lobster, mussels, king crab legs, potatoes, corn on the cob and colossal shrimp. I washed it all down with two pints of Phillip's Amber. It was a huge feast and I nearly finished it all. For dessert it was chocolate-pecan pie. Then back to Borgata where I decided to sit in a bigger game and barely avoided donking off my entire day's profit in a brutal game of raises and reraises among some seasoned pros who had the run of the table.
Sunday I took it easy, but on Monday, with the power out in half of Media for who-knew-how-long, I headed back down to my home by the shore once more. I sat in a lower stakes game and went on one of the best card runs of my career. The odds of being dealt pocket aces are 1 in 221 hands. I had them three times in one fifteen minute period alone, and a total of 8 times for the session! One of the times I was last to act and I sat in awe as the first player raised, the next player re-raised all-in, the next player called and then it was on me with pocket rockets. I had to pinch myself to make sure this wasn't some vivid erotic dream before pushing my stack in to the center of the felt. Lucky for me, one player dropped out to my re-raise, and that player showed his pocket nines when he folded. I was up against two players with all our money in the center and five cards to come. My opponents held Ace-King and Ace-Nine respectively, and were huge underdogs to my monster hand. My pair held up through the flop, the turn and the river and I took down a huge pot, but when a nine came on the flop, I knew that I had narrowly escaped execution and was happy that the other player had folded. That set the tone for the session and just a few hands later I had the aces again and built another nice pot with one opponent. I spiked an ace on the flop to make trips and took down yet another big pot. I saw more pocket pairs than I have ever been dealt before in a single session. Kings, Queens, jacks, tens, nines, eights, sevens, sixes, just about every pair possible was dealt to me. I am actually afraid of the next session because mathematically I am sure to get screwed with crappy cards! When I announced that I was playing one more hand before heading to dinner the table resounded with a sigh of relief and I was sure I would look down at two rags and get up and walk to the restaurant. No, I looked down at pocket aces and my raise was seen as a bully tactic by the others and I was called by several non-believers. A moment later I stacked my new chips and headed off to dinner laughing (dinner was prime rib and roast pork with chorizo sauce and several glasses of Bachus Cabernet).
Upon my return my first hand was pocket eights and my very next hand was pocket queens, so I quickly showed the table that my streak was far from over. In the last two hours I played after dinner I actually got aces twice more! I had played from noon until 11pm and I was ecstatic when I left. I'm going back down tonight to test the poker gods yet again!

Separated at Birth-The Poker Edition

Tuesday at Borgata

I have been trying to play as much as possible lately, both because I am running well and I am trying to build up maximum comps for Vegas. Turns out that My Borgata Rewards points are actually good at the Bellagio and MGM properties out west so it will be sweet to use those comps for all my gourmet dining while I am out in Vegas.
I sat in a smaller no-limit game last night and played for about 7 hours, cashing with a profit of close to $50/hr. Not too bad, but not enough to get my juices flowing either. It was a bit of a grind and took alot of patience to deal with some of the fish at the table. Dinner was rare lamb chops ( ireally wanted medium I think), the first of which was awesome, but the second was actually so rare it had a Hannibal Lecter/Silence of the Lambs appearance to it and I couldn't even eat it. My new favorite dessert down there is the Oreo Parfait and I had two of them last night. (In retrospect it is actually my second favorite as nothing compares to the Creme Brulee at the Old Homestead!)

Travel Updates

For those who keep track of such things, I have recently firmed up some travel plans and just thought I would spout off about them here for no particular reason other than I am slightly bored at the moment. Aside from the mandatory Vegas trip during World Series of Poker (which will run from June 1 thru July 16 this year, for those of you who keep track of such things), I will be heading to the beautiful blue waters and white sand beaches of the Caribbean and more specifically, the always sunny, western side of the Dominican Republic known as Punta Cana. It's for a family friends' wedding and I will be staying in a stunning, oceanside villa at the Secrets resort the week of August 9 - 16. I have already mapquested the area casinos and I will pack accordingly. I also have checked the travel advisories: Only drink bottled water and stay away from any Haitian-Homosexual-Hemopheliac-Heroin users!
I also have firmed up plans for a Thanksgiving in Vegas! Yes, I will be heading west again in November (16th to the 25th) for some round the clock poker and turkey with all the trimmings. While the condo has been booked, I actually haven't firmed up the turkey part yet, but there are so many great restaurants to choose from and I'm sure I will be fine!
And that is about it for the travel plans that I know of at this time. I will keep those of you who keep track of such things updated of any additions to my itinerary as neccessary.

Happy Easter

After an impromptu blogger meeting I was inspired to post this weekend. CNN, Chuck, Ted and I met for a few pints at Sligo on Saturday night (CNN had slightly more than a few, but that may be an entirely different blog entry) and the mood was festive and blog-inspiring, as was Isabella, the newest addition to the wait staff.
While Chuck left us early for a prior committment somewhere on the main line, CNN, Ted and I remained for a few more and even made a trek down the street to Quotations for some warm Hoegartens.
on Friday I headed down to my second favorite city and logged about 10 hours of play at the table. The Borgata poker room was overflowing due to the huge turn-out for their $50k guaranteed tournament so open seats were hard to find and I headed over to Harrah's to wait out the rush. I hadn't been there in at least six months and the new expansion was impressive. I sat in a new no-limit game that was forming and played for about four hours before heading back to the Borgata for dinner. I only managed to play a few hands in the four hours, with one stretch of at least an hour and a half without playing a single hand. I took advantage of the few playable hands and left the game winner.
After a little filet mignon and pecan encrusted salmon at Borgata I made my way to the poker room and was seated right away at a no-limit table. I doubled up my stake fairly early on when I flopped a set of eights, got all my money in with one other player and I survived his nut flush draw. Later in the night I got involved in a big hand with the same player and he was able to extract his revenge on me by getting lucky enough to make two pair against my top pair. That hand alone cost me about $1600 and since it was approaching 1 am, I decided to call it quits for the night and head back to Media with a small loss for the night thanks to my earlier win at Harrah's.
So now it is early afternoon Easter day and I am awaiting the start of the Masters coverage where I will be rooting for Tiger to take down yet another green jacket.

A Wee Bit of Guinness

I stopped by Sligo for lunch on Friday afternoon and ended up staying until 10pm! The Guinness was going down way too smooth, as were the Jameson's and the Irish Car Bombs! There was a steady stream of friends arriving and leaving throughout the day including Ted, CNN and even MoC! Of course, this put quite a damper on my actual St. Patrick's Day celebration as I wasn't able to get out of bed until about 3pm Saturday. I managed to rally and when I heard that CNN's flight to Florida was "canceled" I ended up picking her up at the airport and we went and met Chuck down in Olde City. It was a zoo down in the city and once you actually managed to squeeze your way into bar there was barely enough room to stand and lift your beer to your lips. All in all it was a fun weekend from what I can remember!

More Poker

I played at Borgata yesterday. Same game, No Limit Hold Em. The table had a few strange players so I played very carefully early on. I also managed to get some great cards and showed some big hands which enabled me to take down some pots with nothing a few times. After being up for a while I lost alot of chips on a big hand when I played my pocket kings strong after the flop and ran into a gambler who stayed in against me with rags and got lucky to catch two pair. It hurt and while I don't usually let hands get to me, this one was for alot of money and I had to get up and go for a walk to cool down. I had $20 in free slot dollars courtesy of the Borgata, so I sat at a Wheel of Fortune slot machine and loaded in the free money. I have never hit the "spin" reel so many times before. I was up over $100 in no time. I cashed out with my new found $100 and feeling a little better, headed back to the poker room to rejoin the game. A pivotal hand that actually meant the difference between me going home loser or winner came up later that night. . The hand was raised by the player on my immediate right, I reraised and he went all in and I quickly called. I was the one who needed to get lucky this time and did so by catching a queen on the river to make trip queens against the monster pair of kings my opponent held. Winning a hand as a 4-1 dog feels a hell of alot better than losing one as a 20-1 favorite! That hand sent that player for a long walk, too!
Dinner was delicious as always. I had grilled lamb chops and an Oreo parfait for dessert.
I didn't get home until almost 1 am. I am headed back down tomorrow, as well.

High Steaks Poker

Last night I was back in AC at the Borgata. My intention was to enter the 7 PM tourney so when I arrived at 5:30 I sat in a no-limit cash game to pass the time until the start of the event. By 7pm I was up a couple hundred so I decided to bag the tourney as I had a better expected profit in the cash game. The table was full and there were maybe 3 or 4 decent players with the rest of the field pretty weak in their play. One memorable hand I played from the Big Blind with hole cards of 10 and 2. There were several players in the pot and no raises so I checked and we saw the flop. 10-2-2. What a beautiful sight. I slow-played and checked and sure enough had players betting into the pot. I merely called and then checked the turn, as well. A player bet and it was folded to me. I re-raised him and he called. On the river I bet out and he called. I turned over my full house and scooped a nice pot.
I played until about 8 pm when I decided it was time for dinner. I was still up a few hundred and hadn't eaten at the Old Homestead in a while so I headed there. I walked past the long line at the entry and was seated immediately. I ordered the Gotham Steak, their signature 36 ounce rib eye and a glass of Bacchus cabernet. The steak was awesome and I even saved room for a little dessert: creme brulee. The dinner ate up half my profit for the night, but it was worth it.

I got back to the table around 9:30 and immediately went on a card rush. The second hand I played after sitting back down was an A-Q. I raised and had one caller. The flop came with an Ace and a King, but I didn't put him on A-K since he had only called my raise. I bet out and he raised me big. I thought about it for a minute and called. On the turn I checked and he moved all in. Now I had a big decision to make. I was looking at a nearly $600 pot and I didn't have the nuts, but I did feel in my gut that he didn't have A-K. He was sitting there solid as a rock and I couldn't really get any tells from him, but I just wasn't buying what he was trying to sell me. I called and when he hesitated to turn over his hand I knew I had him. My A-Q had trumped his A-J! The dealer pushed a huge pile of chips to me and the other players commented on how great a call I had made. One player even said, "that was the best call I've ever seen." I don't know about that, but it was pretty good!
It got even better after that. A few hands later I was dealt pocket fours and the flop came Q-4-J with two hearts. I bet out to try to keep out anyone chasing the hearts and was immediately raised. The next player moved all-in, but he didn't have alot of chips. There was no way the guy had pocket queens or jacks, so the best he could have was two pair or the flush draw. I said, "all-in" and he went into the tank. I really didn't want him to call at that point as if he did have the heart flush draw I would have to sweat nine outs with two cards to come. I told him it was going to cost him to try to suck out on me and he put it together pretty quickly that I had flopped a set. He thought about it some more, but finally folded. The other player turned over Q-J and my set held up. Turns out the player who folded had the same hand, Q-J, so in hindsight that was the best possibility for me and I wished he had called afterall. My chips were growing into towers now and I had at least 4 times as much money as the next player at the table. The very next hand I looked down at pocket tens and raised. Another player moved all in and I called. He turned over A-K and my hand held up again. I now had a three-story tower of chips that had to be intimidating as hell to the rest of the table. I used my table image and chip stack to take down several more pots with bets and raises that no-one dared to call. I started to rack my chips and left the table about 10:30 with one of the best profits I've ever made in an hour of play and cashed out with a four-figure win!
The World Series of Poker Circuit is coming to Caesars on March 5 so I'd like to get a few more sessions in before the tournament starts. My confidence is high and I can't wait.

Mountain Getaway

This weekend was the much anticipated Pocono Mountain Getaway. It's been a year since the last trip and there was a record turnout this time, with 10 people making the trek to Lake Wallenpaupack. Not even a raging fondue party in Media could keep the likes of Granger, Dibs or the infamous Maxwell from attending this year.
There were no special stops on the way up this time (except for a quick beer at the Totem Pole Inn near the cabin) so the early crew (Myself, Paul, Ted and Granger) arrived at the cabin around 4pm to begin digging out the driveway from the almost 2 feet of snow. Guthrie and Maxwell were the second string and they arrived around 7pm. The six of us headed out to Crazy Fingers for dinner since the others wouldn't be arriving until even later. This was probably the last time we will ever eat at that establishment in our lifetimes. The first round of drinks were pathetic margaritas served in tiny martini glasses! They got the pitchers of beer OK, but not enough glasses! They finally switched the margaritas to larger glasses, but we were so focused on drinking that we didn't even realize we had no food in front of us until at least an hour after we ordered. When it finally came it was either cold, overcooked or undercooked, depending on what you may have ordered. I even had to send a drink back it was so weak! The bill was nearly $200 which added more insult to injury.
but we did manage to get Ray's meal taken off the bill ( he ordered a steak "rare" and it arrived so charred that it crumbled into ash when he tried to cut into it) and he got a token for a free drink on his next visit.
The Third string crew, consisting of Krotow, Huey and Dibs, were getting close, so we gave them directions to the nearest beer distributor and headed back to the cabin to meet them.
Weist wouldn't make it up until Saturday morning so the nine of us partied until the wee hours, except for Granger who went to bed about 10:30. The bottle of Cabo Wabo was gone in the first hour, but we had at least three cases of beer in reserve. Everyone had a great time.

We all seemed to miraculously awake at 8 am and Guthrie got us jump-started with some spicy Bloody Marys. Then we headed to Hawley for breakfast at the diner. We took a scenic route through the woods and stopped to admire a frozen waterfall. Breakfast was a hilarious scene as we took over the back room of the diner. The waitress seemed to remember us, but I'm sure the locals were wondering just who in the hell this boisterous group of drunken out-of-towners was.
I don't know what it is about the mountains, but I always seem to have a heartier appetite when I am up there. My breakfast consisted of 2 eggs over-easy, scrapple, hash browns, corned-beef hash, toast, creamed sausage gravy over a large country biscuit and a Belgian waffle. I figured it would be a good base for the day of drinking ahead of us. After teasing the waitresses and hassling a local man sporting a NY Jets jacket, we headed across the street to Pat's Bar. It was only 10:45 and while the place was open for business, we were the only customers at the time. We drank, played pool, domineered the juke-box and probably made the bartender's day with our jokes, jeers and healthy tab of drinks.
Weist finally made it up and actually met us at the bar where we enjoyed a few rounds with him before heading back to the cabin. We stopped at the beer distributor (we only had a few beers left from the night before) and the market, where we stocked up on steaks and snacks.
Three more cases of beer, 2 large bottles of vodka and a few bottles of wine would be available for consumption on this second evening on the lake.
We kept a good drinking pace going throughout the rest of the day and after watching Fast Times at Ridgemont High for the third or fourth time in a row, we had dinner. Steaks done on the grill, mashed potatos and ring-dings for dessert. Everything always tastes better in the mountains.
Another great night and we partied into the early morning hours again. We didn't linger long in the morning as many of the attendees had families to get back to, but we stopped at another diner on the drive home, in Hamlin this time, and we had a great breakfast. My stomach still hurts, not from the food or the alcohol, but from all the laughing. It was just non-stop the whole trip and that is what makes it such a great time. I think everyone caught equal amounts of heat throughout the weekend, although I think Guthrie's truck getting stuck in the snow gave us enough material for a long time to come.

I hope we can do it again next year!

Interesting Bet

Phil Ivey, one of the best poker players in the world and often referred to as "The Tiger Woods of Poker" has challenged none other than the "Phil Ivey of Golf" to a heads up match. Phil has actually challenged Tiger Woods to a heads up match at Shadow Creek golf course in Las Vegas, one of the most beautiful courses in the world, for the sum of $5 million!

Here's the details of the challenge:

Ivey will tee off from the ladie's tees, Tiger from the tips.

They will play a match-play format, dead even, no handicaps.

Tiger may not use a putter, he must use his driver to putt.

Iv'e seen Phil play golf and he is way in over his head on this bet.

Night at the Borgata

I just switched to the new version of Blogger and while I don't see anything really different from my viewpoint I'm sure it was for the best and this is my first post under the new version.
I stayed at the Borgata Thursday night. Played in their regular Thursday night tourney with a $120 buy-in. There were about 150 players and I felt that I played well, but missed the money by a few seats. I was knocked out in 26th place with 18 seats getting paid. The last two events I played I realized in retrospect that I had been playing a bit "scared", concentrating more on surviving than trying to win. I went into this event with a different mindset. I have been dominating the cash games lately and I planned on using the same style of play that was working for me in the ring games. It worked. I had built my chips up to almost $20k in the first few hours and really only made one big mistake when I lost 1/3 of my chips on a hand. I had King-Ten and the flop came 10-Jack-7 with two hearts. There were three players in the pot including me and the first player went all-in with his last $3200. I still had a player behind me and I put the first player on a heart draw. I thought about it and called, as I didn't want to totally commit to the hand with the player still to act behind me. I could tell he was torn about his decision and he respected my play, laying down a pocket pair in an earlier hand to me pre-flop when I made a large bet. He reluctantly called and I actually put him on a straight draw at that point. The ace on the river gave the winning hand to the first player, who had been on a heart draw with the ace of hearts and made top pair on the last card. I lost the hand but had a good read on the players.
The other mistake I made was in miscalculating the number of players left in the event when I moved all-in. I thought there were 4 tables left when there were actually only three. The "fourth" table I saw was a separate single table tournament and had I known how close I was to the money I might have waited for a better spot. I was in the hand with Queen-Ten and the flop came with a ten high. I bet out, everyone folded but one player who moved all-in. At best I put him on a ten but with a lower kicker, or a lower pair. This hand would give me a substantial amount of chips to make the final table so I called his bet and he turned over Ten-Seven. I was a 4 to 1 favorite with two more cards to come. He caught a seven on the turn to make two pair and I got no help on the river and was knocked out. Disappointing, but I was still happy with my play and my decisions were right the majority of the time.
I enjoyed a nice dinner and went to the room to chill. Friday morning I slept in until about 10am and then played in a cash game from noon until about 3pm. I made about $200 profit and checked out and headed back to Media. I ended up playing Friday night in Media and won a bit more.
While I didn't cash in the event I did get a confidence boost from my play and will try to keep the momentum going while I prepare for the World Series of Poker Circuit event which is coming to Caesars Atlantic City next month.

Why It's Important to Smile in Pictures!

What's New & Stuff

OK, last Wednesday's tournament at Borgata: I thought my Ace-Ten was good when I moved all-in after two more tens came on the flop. Actually, I bet out, was raised and then moved all-in, but regardless, I was called by an inferior hand (Queen-Ten) and the bastard got lucky on the river and I was sent packing. End of story on that one. John "Johnny World" Hennigan, the former Philadelphia pool shark, once from Brigantine and now hailing from Las Vegas, won the main event and the $1.6 million first prize Tuesday night.
Saturday morning I awoke with a craving for Dim Sum and since CNN hasn't posted about it yet, I am going to now.
As I said, I awoke with a craving, a hankering if you will, for some Chinese Dim Sum. And as we all know the best place for Dim Sum in Philadelphia is the Imperial Inn in ChinaTown, I headed there with CNN (after much hemming and hawing about her not being ready yet) and another friend who does not like to be mentioned in these blogs but often is, Bill G. (is that anonymous enough for you Mr. Granger?)
Anyway, we head downtown and go directly to the Imperial Inn. We are quickly seated and the room is abuzz with late-morning/early afternoon diners. The Dim Sum carts came around quickly and within minutes we had several small plates of assorted delicacies in front of us. My favorite was the steamed barbeque pork buns. Bill and CNN liked the fried dumplings. I was forced to try the chicken feet and found no enjoyment in them at all. We sampled spare ribs with black beans, curry chicken, taro and shrimp, crab claw and numerous other goodies. The coconut pudding was excellent, too! So after the food and a few Tsing Tao beers, we were on our way.
While I thought we were headed home, we decided to hit Olde City and have another drink. We started at The Plough & Stars, then hit the historic City Tavern, then Sugar Mom's and then back to the Plough & Stars where we now found our buddy Randy behind the bar!
By this point I was ready to go as the quick trip for food had turned into a five hour pub crawl, plus I was the designated driver and really couldn't drink anymore. So back to Media we went.
All in all in it was a fun day and I'd like to do it again with Jojo next time and maybe we can stop by the Tut exhibit at the Franklin Institute or the Auto Show. Who's game? Please RSVP in the comments section.

Borgata Cheap Seat Tournament Tonite

I'm heading back to the Borgata this afternoon for a 5 pm event (#34). It is a cheap seat satellite tournament where we will be playing in a two tier structure for a seat in the $10,000 buy-in main event. Tonight's winners come back Thursday and play for the $10k seats (1 seat for every 10 entrants). I'm taking it easy on the food today, so far I've only consumed a Carnation Instant Breakfast drink!
I'll give you an update (good or bad) tomorrow!

Disney's Gone Too Far!

The Winter Poker Open at Borgata

Sunday I entered the $500 Buy-in Limit Hold 'Em tournament at the Borgata. It was event # 6 in the Winter Poker Open series which is now part of The World Poker Tour. I drove down early and registered around 9:30 am. Then I headed off for breakfast to kill an hour before the tournament started. For breakfast I had eggs, bacon, sausage, biscuits with sausage gravy, melon and cantalope, a banana, a belgian waffle with banana's foster and a hunk of beef brisket.
Then I waddled into to the tournament area and looked for my table. I started off well and stuck to my tight strategy for the first few hours, letting the weaker plyers drop out and watching the thinning field. I had started at table #16 seat #3 (out of 26 total tables) and played there right up until the dinner break at about 5 pm when they broke the table and redistributed the players to other tables left in the room (there were about 14 tables now). This wasn't a good thing because over the last 6 hours I had learned how the other players at my table acted and I felt I had a pretty good read on them. Now I was seated with new players who I had no idea how they played. I played one hand at the new table (table #3 seat #4) before we broke for dinner.
For dinner I had a nice steak, some lamb with mint jelly, shrimp, pasta and chicken. I went back to the table feeling a little stuffed and a little tired. It had been a long day so far considering I drove down to AC at 8 am.
For the next two and a half hours I didn't play a single hand. Every hand was raised pre-flop and I just wasn't getting any cards. My chips started to dwindle as the aggressive play at the table effectively locked me out of getting involved in any hands. When I finally made a move with a suited Ace-Jack I was called by a big stack player who held an inferior Queen-Nine. He caught a straight and I was soon retrieving my car from the valet and headed home.
I will be back down there Wednesday for another event and then will take a shot at winning a seat in the $10,000 buy-in main event which will be televised for the Travel Channel's World Poker Tour later this year.

Happy New Year

May peace break into your house and
May thieves come to steal your debts.
May the pockets of your jeans become a magnet of $100 bills.
May love stick to your face like Vaseline and
May laughter assault your lips!
May your clothes smell of success like smoking tires and
May happiness slap you across the face and
May your tears be that of joy.
In simple words ............

May 2007 be the best year of your life!!!

Merry Xmas, Happy New Year and all that other crap!

Christmas is now a not-so-distant memory and we are all looking forward to New Year's Eve with great anticipation (at least I am anyway) even though I have no plans as of yet. I'm still hoping someone will call with last minute news of a killer party being held somewhere in the area. The big day was relaxed and enjoyable and at this stage in life it is all about the kids anymore. We get to re-live all the joys of Christmas' past vicariously through our children, or in my case, my seven nieces and nephews. Maybe its just me, but it just doesn't feel like the same holiday it used to be anymore, although the cookies still taste the same as they always did! I spent Xmas with my mom and my sister's family out in bucolic Oxford, PA, where you can still hear the romantic clip clop of horse-drawn Amish buggies on the road and you can gently awake to the nauseating stench of manure from the nearby mushroom farms. Oh yes, give me the country life!
In another wonderous Christmas miracle, Granger and his Easy Money team racked up the points exactly when they needed them to come from behind and win so Kro and I finished in 4th place in Fantasy Football this season! We still feel good about making the playoffs in our team's inaugural season, but the pain of having to listen to Granger brag about his miracle victory for the next 12 months is a little too much to bear right now.
I plan to just take it easy for the next few days and gear up for the new year. I'll give some thought to some resolutions I may or may not make and set some goals for 2007, as well.
If anyone knows of a rocking New Year's Eve Party you know how to reach me!

Fantasy Football Playoffs

Well, for the second year in a row, and that constitutes my entire history playing fantasy football, my team has made it into the playoffs and has a shot at the big cash prize! ( we finished in 3rd place last year and did a bit better than break even!) Kro and I pulled it off in grand style with a complete rout of our opponent in the final "must-win" game of the regular season! Special thanks go out to Drew Brees for his 384 yards and FIVE touchdown passes! Both Granger brothers' teams made it and the infamous Mr. Wigs, as well. So this weekend is another do or die game and we have to win! I know you will all be rooting for us!