Work Sucks, I'm Going Fishin'

Highlights from Today (and last night):

I don’t know why I included last night on the lists of highlights, because there weren’t many. I did go to the corner club for awhile and hung out with Jose, Fernando and some others. It was a good night, but then I couldn’t get to sleep. I did manage to wake up on time.
Dealing to Helen Powers. That is definitely a highlight. She is a popular DJ for KBER radio in SLC.
Eating a McDonald’s double cheeseburger. Two actually, and they even held the onions for me.
Daydreaming. I really came up with some good stuff today. Long days are like that sometimes.

Well, the tournament weekend is finally over. It was a good weekend. Not too many stories to tell, but I made some dough and saw a lot of people that I have dealt with in the past. One thing that is killing me is remembering everyone’s names. I can’t seem to keep up with everyone, and I feel bad about it because they are the people that are really paying me.

I did have a run in with a regular, but I think he was just blowing off some steam. I know I was.

I am excited by the presence of so many women at this weekend’s tournament. I think it will help spread the popularity of the game. I don’t mind the scenery either. One more thing, I think women are better tippers than men. Not the biggest, but consistently the best. I really do appreciate it ladies!

Wow, it’s been incredible outside. I was able to go out in just a t-shirt for the past two days. I can’t wait for this summer; it should be a great one. Barbecues and Parties a-plenty.

I’ve been debating this one for awhile, but I’ll go ahead and write it. Jose clued me in to an important fact of life. If you’re doing something you’re not supposed to be doing and you get caught, try to involve the people who caught you. That way they won’t rat you out, because they’re doing it too. Brilliant advice from a pro. And it really worked too.

J

Saturday is my Friday

I got called in early. Today was cool. Elias dealt the bad beat, and there were lots of players all day. Money was good today. I’m doing the best I can to try and stay home and save $$$.

Our tournament ended early tonight… Everyone was all in pretty quick, and we managed to keep bad hands from sucking out. I never saw as bad of play as I saw today in the tournament. All in on 72o pre flop. Twice. Ridiculous calls with no pair. I wished I was playing, but dealing was just as fun too. I like the day crowd better than the grave crowd. I just wish I could trade personnel too. I miss going out after work with everyone. Maybe Monday night after the WSOP tournament.

J

NASCAR Pictures

Some NASCAR Highlights from last weekend:

Strands of rubber on the ground and flying at my unprotected face. At 200 mph.
$6 beers and no hotdogs. The guy in front of me got the last one.
Patches of personality everywhere.
Redneck marketing at its finest.
The long bus ride there and back. It took us 2 hours to get back to the hotel.
My positive attitude and joyful demeanor through it all.

Enjoy some pictures….

Standing With Some Jack Daniels' finest
Fernando forgot earplugs
The view from my seat

Jimmy Johnson Jenga. I guess he won.

Weird Packaging

I only brought white golf balls....

12:30pm
I just bought some socks and things from Wal Mart, and it wasn’t until I opened the socks that I realized they came in a resealable bag. It had a zip lock at the top. Why the hell do you need a seal for your socks? Cut open the plastic, wash the socks, and put them away. I don’t get it. It wasn’t like it was just there either. Hanes felt it necessary to include it as one of the features printed on the box. Longer Lasting. Now Double Tough Heel and Toe! Resealable Bag. No Shit.
I just finished my first day of quarterly poker tournament. We had the place packed for 12 hours straight. I hope the money is good this time. They make it hard because of the tournament structure. The winner receives $15000 in prize money, consisting of a $10000 World Series of poker buy in and $5000 in cash. Second drops off to $4000 or so, and it pays all the way to twentieth place. I can’t believe how many people wasted $150 on the buy-in. Not too may good players in a field of 180.

5:30pm
Damn. Paulin broke my new callaway driver. Snapped the neck rught off. I played it off like I was cool, but I was pissed. I got over it pretty quick when I started nailing everything my 4 iron on the range. It was still too cold to golf. (see picture). Maybe if I buy new clubs it will warm up…

Going To Bed Early

Fernando Hard at Work
Daily Highlights:

-Winning a $20 sit and go on Absolute Poker. Again.
-Making a killer read on a hand while dealing.
-Making $$$ for the Vegas trip.
-Staying out of the bar for 2 days.

Well, I did go in to the Nugget bar but just to talk to Fernando. I did have 1 beer so as not to be rude. We are on for NASCAR this weekend in Las Vegas. He’s a big fan. I could give two shits in a paper sack for stock cars. But it does sound fun. It is a giant tailgate party after all. Besides, its Vegas and 'Anything Goes Sundays' at Hogs and Heifers. And I havent been to Hooters or Caesars new poker room yet. You better believe thats on the list of things to see this weekend. Look for plenty of pics.

I am loving online poker. I have been playing sit and gos on Absolute Poker. I would say it is a minor success. I haven’t really won anything of substance, but it is fun and I’m not losing. I was itching to play live at Montego Bay last night but I don’t want to risk my trip, or my car. I can’t wait to have wheels again. Walking is fun and everything, but it is still 30 outside at night. Summer isn’t far off. Anyone for a barbecue?

J

Coconut Shrimp at six in the morning

Kamar Playing a Sit n Go On Bodog
Yesterdays Highlights:

Going home and going to sleep.
Breakfast at the gutter.
Kamar winning the tournament without saying a word for 3 hours.

Ok, it wasn’t really breakfast. I had the fisherman’s platter. It was 6 in the morning, so it counts as breakfast. Carlos, Kamar and I were celebrating a good night. It all started early in the shift, when someone found a roll of duct tape up at the front counter. It soon evolved into a bet. We do work in a casino, after all. Jason bet $10 that Kamar couldn’t keep completely silent during the entire tournament. Not only did Kamar win the bet, he won the whole damn tournament. A six – deuce off suit in the blind. Flop came 3 4 5 rainbow, and it was over in a flash. After the last card fell, Kamar let out a yell that filled in the entire 3 hour gap of silence he had left. My boy Paulin came in third. Almost a trifecta, but we still made killer money. A 2-5 game lasted all night too.

I came across a moral dilemma last night; I’d love to get some feedback on this one. Player number one, lets call him ‘Mike’. Mike is shitfaced drunk. Nicest drunk in the world, and pretty controlled. No violent movements, no drool. All the glass around him was still intact. But the dude was hemorrhaging money. He would call until he couldn’t anymore, and the man loved to check raise. He didn’t start it off until halfway through the night, when he pulled it off twice in the same hand and got some fish to pay him off when he showed the nuts. But then he lost it. Check raising with nothing over and over. Everyone caught on real quick, and before long he’s stuck more than I’ve seen anyone get stuck in a 2-5. And he loves it. The most gracious loser you’d ever met. I felt bad and wanted to cut him off, but it was so surreal. I just sat there and watched that train wreck for hours. Is that wrong, and will I go to hell for it? What about just bad karma…. I’d better be good for awhile.

J

Fear and loathing in West Wendover

Just a few highlights from yesterday:

The Family Dollar - My first visit to Wendover's newest store.
Dinner at Trino’s – Mexican food in Wendover is the best.
Watching the Jazz game.
The ingenious invention of the three pointer drinking game.
Trolling for hot babes at Montego Bay.
Playing poker for 3 minutes because the game broke.
Playing darts at the Nugget.
The long overdue visit to Southern Exposure
The long walk to McDonalds after we left Southern Exposure 15 minutes after getting there.
Putting Crumpled McDonalds garbage under Greg’s Explorers drivers’ door handle.
Sleeping…. Wow! My head hurts.

I started the day off well, waking early, playing online and mainly waiting for the clock to pass so I could go to work. I was excited to get back after having 3 days off. I dealt to a game full of Georges and left early after 4 hours with plenty of dough. I met Kamar and Rick after work for some drinks. We were watching the Jazz – Timberwolves game at the sports bar in the Wendover Nugget. I pressed the guys into drinking every time someone made a three pointer. Rick amended the game to include and 1’s as long as the free throw was made. I looked it up today, and the Jazz shot 9 for 16 and the Timberwolves were 8 for 13. Both over 50%. I have no idea what the stats were for free throws after made shots. I do know that we got crazy there.
We all went to Southern Exposure after 2am or so. I have only been there once since moving back, and every time I go there, I have to remind myself that the place sucks on the weekdays since Mitch moved. No more backroom antics in the place. They actually asked me for ID last night. That hasn’t happened in a long time out here. I guess the police are doing a great job here in Wendover, because one of the dancers kept asking me if I had any ‘shit’. Pretty bold or pretty desperate, I'm not sure which. I had to get out of there before I paid $6 for another beer.
I couldn’t get a taxi so we all decided to walk down to the Rainbow. That was the plan until McDonalds came into view. I was pissed that it wasn’t late (early) enough for me to order breakfast, but we ordered anyway, except for Rick. His drunken ass insisted he wanted some ‘real’ food from the café at the Rainbow. We need a real restaurant here….
After a way too short sleep I went to a mandatory meeting on gaming regulations. We had a John Goodman look alike spend two hours teaching us how to thwart terrorism (make sure the government gets their money) by following all the gaming reporting procedures. Thank god for the US government and the Patriot Act helping keep terrorism and evil out of Wendover!

J

Best Line Heard in a Drive Thru This Year

"Gimme a number four with the biggest orange juice you can get and an Egg McMuffin. And we want it to go because we're in the car."



Spoken by my father while getting breakfast yesterday in the voice of that guy on the left (Jim Bruer) in Half Baked.

Sunday Is My Saturday (1st Day Off)

Well, the Sunday tournament didn’t go as well as planned. I was out after playing two hands, the first being a good read that left me crippled and the second a desperation attempt with A-Q off. I did however go home early and play on Bodog for a lot longer than I expected. I was checking all the sites I have cash on (Bodog, PokerStars and Absolute Poker) to see when the soonest scheduled tournament was. Bodog had a $7+1 with a $3500 guarantee, but when I went to the cashier I had only $6 or so. I went to a .10 -.25 no limit table and doubled up real quick with KQ suited, catching a king and a caller of my all in. With 12 bucks to my name I entered the tournament with about three minutes to spare.

I couldn’t lose! For the next two hours, I was DESTROYING everyone. I was the chip leader for most of the time until we got to the money, when everything changed. There were something like 390 players, and it started paying at 36. Once we got there, I couldn’t win. I did manage to hang on for a 16th place finish and $43, but I would have loved that $875 first prize. Next time…

I spent the night last night in SLC with my dad and daughter. Good times, though the Jazz game last night was stressful. The Jazz were up by 20 and almost gave it away. They scored 1 field goal in the fourth quarter. Thank god for Kirilenko, who swatted a couple shots with the game on the line to save the day. I crack up on all the little white kids in Utah who are going to want a Mohawk just like him. Hmm… I wonder if his old lady gets a free pass every year too…

Hearts tonight. I am looking for a big win. If anyone has some good hearts strategy tips, send them along. If they’re good, maybe we’ll split or something. Tuesdays is a long standing tradition for poker dealer hearts games in Wendover. Just two bucks a game and ten cents a point. Worst I’ve seen anyone get hurt for is a hundred or so. I’m lovin' the camera phone, so maybe I’ll post some pics tomorrow.

J

Things to do with $300 when your bored at the table...

Guess What?

I’m Baaaaaack………


Finally, I’m back online and writing again. First, I am no longer VegasPokerDealer. I will now be known as WestWendoverPokerDealer. You see, I had to move back to Wendover for two reasons. First and foremost, I wasn’t being a good father by living 400 miles away from my daughter. Second, I wasn’t making enough dough in Vegas, and pardon my English, but shit in Vegas costs too much. $3 a gallon for gas? C’mon… I thought we were at war for the oil. Someone should tell Bush to make the petrol cheaper. That is the real reason for his 20% approval rating. Oh yeah, and he’s an idiot. But enough about politics. Let’s talk about rent. I had a real nice house in Summerlin, but $2200 for rent, power and cable is a lot, even splitting it 3 ways. So I left and came back to this little desert paradise.

Things have been good here, but I was spoiled in the Vegas poker world. Oh how I miss structured limit games. This spread limit junk is just a holdover from the days of stud, and no one here seems to realize that the rest of the world plays 2-4, 4-8 and 10-20. 2-5 is a horrible game. I have all but sworn it off and started concentrating on tournaments and no limit play.

Biggest news of all- I hit the bad beat for $3500 last Sunday. I had pocket queens, and Marv had pocket 8’s. The flop was 8 A 8, and we caught running aces to make the beat happen. Thank god I was drunk or I would have never played those queens past the flop. Who says that tequila doesn’t impair your judgment?

You can all thank the bad beat for my new laptop. Makes this blog thing easy again.

I have a new hobby of making chip statues or forts or whatever. As soon as I can get my Phone to transfer Pics I’ll post some.

I’m off to play the Sunday 3:00 at the Nugget. $45, no rebuys. I’ll post again after and leave some results.

J

Been Gone Awhile....

Joe is coming.... Party time and tournaments this weekend. I'm not sure what we have planned yet, but it will be fun for sure.

Ive had several goings on at work worth noting, most recently the Phil Hellmuth Poker Fantasy Camp, or CampHellmuth. I was a dealer in both tournaments at the fantasy camp. I was also fortunate enough to be able to deal at the final table of the big tournament during the banquet.

Here are some pics:



More Later.....

I gots me a camera phone!

Finally sprung for a new phone. I was hatin' it with the pay as you go service. The sales rep told me I was paying my monthly charge 3 times every 2 months, so I switched to a regular plan. Only drawback was that I lost the Utah number.... Email me if you need the new digits.

Last night was my first night back at Binions after almost a week off. It was good to get back to work, I had cashed in the ashtray change a few days ago....

Binions was busy enough for a Friday night, but they had too many dealers. I am used to a 3, 4, or 5 table push between breaks, but last night I was lucky to get 2. I had a fun table last night, a 2-4 game with lots of action. The guy in the 1 seat was pretty hammered, and would yell YES! Every time a flop hit him (and sometimes when it didn't). He was hard to read, but lots of fun. He was good for at least $5 everytime he won a pot, and it was contagious. Probably one of my best downs since I started there. He kept making jokes about my size 11 'planks' (feet), but it was harmless and some of them were actually quite funny.

I spent Monday and Tuesday night with Jose, Jason and their polish harem from wendover. It was fun going to the clubs with 14 European beauties. Managed to make it without any marriage proposals....

J

Frustration In Paradise

I got sent home from work last night. Seems that because I haven't completed orientation, I cant work. Nevermind the fact that I've been working for the last two weeks.... Looks like some time off for me 'till Wednesday. I'm just glad the rents paid and my gas tank is full.

Funny story from last week, I was riding with Erica after we had just left the gym. We were in her car because the air conditioning worked, and I hadn't fixed mine yet. It really makes a difference in 110 degree weather, trust me.

We were headed west on Sahara when she saw that a police car was following her. When I asked her what the big deal was, she told me that her plates were expired. She was slyly changing lanes and making turns to try and shake the cop before he noticed the expired plates. He matched us at every turn, but never turned on the lights to pull us over. She finally decided to pull into a little strip mall business park and see what happened. The business out front was some engineering firm, and there were several more as we drove thru the parking lot. As we got towards the back I started to notice a whole lot of Ford Crown Victorias with stubby little antennas all over them. There had to be at least 30 of them. That's when I saw a sign for a private forensics lab, and behold, right next door was a sign that said CSI: Las Vegas. Probably not the best place to try and ditch the police. By the way, he never did pull us over. It did inspire me to fix my A/C.....

Mitch and I went on a grand adventure last night. After I got back from work, I agreed that we should drink some whiskey and generally blow off doing anything productive for the rest of the night. First we watched Bill Mahrs HBO Special. Mitch realized that Hollywood Video was closing in 20 minutes (it was 11:30 PM).

Mitch has a system - He goes right before closing time and looks for movies that are guaranteed in stock. If they are out of them, you get to rent it free next time you come in. He also spied that they were out of XXX 2. We got to the counter and I'll be damned if they didn't have one under the counter. We told them that we had changed our mind and just rented The Alamo.

Back at home several drinks later we decided the movie sucked, so we walked over to Steph and Ericas house to see what was going on. Boooooring. Everyone was wrapped up on the floor watching White Noise. We stole a couple pieces of pizza and left. I set off Stephs car alarm on the way out for good measure. Spilled my whiskey running away.

Steph called later and asked if we wanted to go into work with them. Since it was the Spearmint Rhino, one of the best nudie bars in the world, I quickly agreed that we should go. We polished off most of our whiskey, leaving just enough to fill a flask. We tried to cowboy up a little, but Steph wouldn't even let us in the car with the Stetsons on, so we left them. The Rhino was crowded as hell, but we were already toasted, so it was a good time.

The only remarkable thing from there was that Mitch and I got into it with a 4 foot tall guy who tried to sic his 'posse' on us - 10 more 4 foot Arabs. I guess security was already watching them, cuz they stepped in before anything really happened. Didn't say a word to us, but threatened the other guys with expulsion if they so much as blinked the wrong way. Good times.

I woke up this morning with something digging into my side. I guess my flask fell out of my pocket while I was sleeping....

J

Chicks Who Don't Know How Check their Oil

They should make it part of drivers education to show women how to check the oil in their car. This is not a broad generalization of women, just my general idea about a few broads I know.

I only worked 4 hours last night, and was on a single table push the whole time. It went like this... Came in at 5:30, got sent to break. Dealt for 1/2 hour at 6:00, then another break. It continued like that for 4 hours before I finally gave in and took an E.O. (Early Out). I picked up another shift tonight, the 5:30 again. I hope it is busier, or at least a few less dealers so I can make some $$$. I did finally make my first sighting of some Wendover regulars who recognized me right away. The crazy part is that there were 3 different people and they weren't together. It did feel good to be recognized, and the extra $$$ helped salvage an otherwise slow night.

I tried stopping at Santa Fe Station after work around 10pm. The jackpot is up to $307,000 and change. Not a chance in hell at getting a seat. I spoke to a guy who said he had been waiting almost 4 hours for a seat, and the place was packed. I decided to take my $60 and do the responsible thing. I filled up my empty gastank and went home.

It was at the gas station that I saw something that would make M.A.D.D. go bananas. Budweiser has a promotion going that gives you $2.00 off an 18 pack of beer if you fill up your gastank. Couldn't pass up $8.99 for an 18 pack.

J

Ps. Went out on Freemont Street. Tons of people, but I missed the show. Maybe tonight.

2-4, The Kamikaze and Big Bad Beat Bonus

Wow, I guess it does rain here once in a while in Las Vegas... I was on my way home from work, taking the exit on 95 and Rancho to go try for a piece of the $302,000 Bad Beat Jackpot at Santa Fe Station. I guess the roads were slick from the rain, because I ended up doing a 360 in the dirt after I lost it going around the curve. Lucky for me - no harm, no foul. Got the heart pumpin though.

Really, that jackpot is making people insane. It has gone down to quad 2's or better getting beat. I couldn't believe how much action there was at 5am last night because of it. It was all anyone could talk about, and everytime the phone rang, some jackass would say that it hit..... Everyone would yell and get excited, and then it would start all over 5 minutes later. An extra $1000 or two would be nice.... I have 8.5 hours credit in the room there, 50 by the end of august will get me into the $200,000 freeroll September 10th.

I worked the 8pm swing shift at Binions last night. I couldn't seem to hold a table together. It was a walking party at almost every table. It started with a kamikaze Asian on a 2-4 table. He had 2 moves, raise and fold. He didn't fold much. The game was very tame and friendly before he sat down, but a mere 5 minutes later and he was making enemies faster than I could deal. He actually had a couple of guys tilted enough that they got up and left, calling him an asshole to his face on the way out. I agreed with them, as the guy was a black hole. Not one toke in 25 mins, and I pushed him at least 6 pots. By the time I left the table, there were only 4 players left.

I got encouraging news yesterday, I am now officially on the schedule at Binions, getting prime shifts 4 days a week. Looks like I'm there wed-sat at 7pm. Hopefully I'll get more tournament dealing action. Last night downs were worth $20.25 per half hour. Last time I checked, $40 an hour is pretty good coin.

I still haven't actually seen the Freemont Street experience yet... Maybe tonight.

J

ps. Stuck $50 in the 2-4 at Santa Fe last night.... Can't seem to find the handle lately. Congratulations to my buddy Joe, who has just been killing the tables lately in Wendover. Keep the rush going!

My Real Job Cont.

Rewind to Tuesday the 12th, just a week and a half ago. I was back to looking for any kind of work here in Vegas, and the 110+ degree temperatures were making it pretty miserable. I had gone to a few places to follow up on applications I had put in, but none of the people I needed to see were working. I decided to try downtown again, since I had put in an application to the Golden Nugget at a job fair back in late April.

The first obstacle I faced was parking. I finally settled into a side lot next to the Gold Spike casino, just 1 block off of Freemont Street on the northeast side. They had several large signs in the parking lot stating that parking was for Gold Spike patrons only, violators will be violated etc. So I put on a good show and darted in the first casino door. It was strange, because it actually took a few extra seconds after breathing for the awful stench to hit me. The place was really a dive strong with the stench of stale smoke, sweat and rotting garbage. I gagged and stepped right back outside, resigned to being violated for not being a patron. I didn't have to worry, because in the two times I used their parking lot, nobody ever said a word.

I walked the block over to Freemont Street without incident, and once I was under the canopy (The Freemont Street Experience) it cooled off a little. Maybe only 108 instead of 115. Golden Nugget 1 block Straight ahead.

I had never visited the poker room at the Golden Nugget and didn't know what to expect. Turns out that the Golden Nugget is one of the nicer places in downtown Vegas, but the Poker Room is kind of smallish and out of the way. I stopped in and asked about my application, but no one there was able to help me. As I walked out the door I saw Binions across the street and realized where I was. I crossed and went inside to the poker room. I happened to show up on the perfect day at the perfect time, as they were hiring dealers on the spot to help keep up without the overflow from the World Series of Poker Finals that were to be held there in two days.

I gave them a resume answered 3 or 4 questions and, without even auditioning I was hired and told to come back Wednesday morning at 9:30am to get processed. I showed up the next day, parked at Gold Spike again and walked over to Binions where I was told to come back at 1:00pm because HR wasn't there to process us. (there were 10 or so others there to process also).

My house is 20 minutes from Binions, and by the time I got out it was already 10:45, so I decided to stay downtown and look around a little, even though I was shortstacked - had about $6.78 in assorted change and bills. I looked into several of the gift shops and casinos up and down the street. I was up on one end when approached by a 'got some spare change? Guy'. I brushed him off with the excuse that I was looking for a cheap lunch myself. Would you believe he recommended the hotdog/beer for $2.00 special at the Gold Spike? Incredible....

Anyways, to shorten this up a little, I'll just say that I showed up at 1:00, got processed, and was home by 1:45, with instructions to return the same night at 7:30pm for my first shift.

OK, one gripe here..... The uniform. Basic black and whites - that is black slacks and shoes and a plain white long sleeved dress shirt. That part I don't mind. Its the tie. Colonel freakin Sanders to be exact. If my neck were an ankle, I'd look like a shoe. Small price to pay for greatness I guess.

7:30 shift - Painless. Great money, easy games, and other than finding my way around all of the newness, everything ran smooth. The two most memorable things were actually upstairs. The break room is up on the 3rd floor, and every time I'd go to break, I walked past the entrance of Bennys Bullpen, a kind of convention room on the 2nd floor. The doors were open, and past the curtains I could see the play area and bleachers being set up for the 3 final tables of the World Series of Poker that would be played there the following day. Kind of awesome to see it happening right there in front of my eyes. The other cool thing was the break room itself. They have a full kitchen/buffet line set up. From what I could see, it looked like you swiped your badge and walked through a turnstile, then you loaded up whatever you wanted. Since I hadn't been issued a badge, I just sat off to the side and watched TV. It wasn't until 2 days later that I figured out that you didn't need a badge, it was just one big free for all. I felt kind of stupid for starving myself the first two days...

I was placed on day shift for the rest of the weekend. I was to report 11am sharp the very next day, so I went straight home at 2am and crashed in anticipation of the main event happening while I was working.

coming soon - recap of my first day shift and the second to last day of the World Series Of Poker.

My Real Job

Well, Its official! I am now a Poker Dealer at Binions on Fremont Street. Nice big room with 40+ tables and 4 daily tournaments. At any given time you can find a 2-4 and 4-8 game, sometimes a 3-6. They also almost always have a 1-2 no-limit game and some tournament action, both single table sit-n-go's and 4 multi table tournaments per day. If there is enough interest, they will spread anything you like.

I started at Binions last Wednesday night as a temp dealer during the World Series Finals. I didn't get to deal the final tables, apparently Harrahs brought there own (Bastards), but there was plenty downstairs to keep me busy. The biggest game I dealt was a $25-$50 pot limit Omaha. Most pots were in the $5000 - $8000 range. It was fun but a little rough with all the hundred dollar bills being passed around.

I found plenty of things about Binions that made me want to stay on, so when a full time position was offered, it was an easy decision. Sorry Texas Station, but your room is too small.....

to be continued....

New Beginnings

Hello both new and loyal readers, I am back after a short hiatus from writing. I have several updates on my scene which will be soon forthcoming. If you need to get caught up, visit my old blog at http://jrdurham1.tripod.com.