Tuesday, March 08, 2011

The Return

señores y señoras
nosotros tenemos más influencia con sus hijos que tu tiene
pero los queremos…
creado y regado de Las Vegas
Miami Don!
He were go!
Yes, blatantly pilfered. 
Here's the word. I'm back in Vegas, I'm living small, I'm grinding again for a living, and I've got the wood for March Madness. Golf has just begun again, 70s within' 4 months, (I'll take all side bets even money) I've started getting back in shape, pharmie free for over 4 months, still like a taste of vodka from time to time...oh yes and an occasion escort/hooker/bar pick up but just be gone in the morning when I wake up with a sans opiate hangover.
And of course I still miss my beautiful baby in St. Louis. Actually I hope to grind an airline ticket and some buy-ins for the WSOP-Circuit at Harrah's St. Louis from March 29th-April 13th. Anybody want to take a trip to the Lou for some Circuit donkaments and some juicy Midwest cash games? Free digs, you just have to go drink or grind cash when my baby comes over because we certainly take over the whole crib. Seriously though, free digs, we can swap shares, two weeks in the Lou, catch some Cardinal games, and of course, cocktails.
The best thing I did was leave Vegas, quit poker, and go back to work. 20 months I was gone. I'll say this to anybody who took a shot and either got bored, flamed out, or that that work would fulfill that missing piece or your soul,...you'll be back. It's just the fact. I had a successful business and sold it, I got recruited to go back to Florida and get hands on to do a start up. I thought my ego and needs would be met, make big money, be in charge and my assessment of that; it sucked ball(s). I'd much rather grind, take some shots at tournaments, live on the cheap, bang random fly-over-state hotties, and come and go as I want.
Look, this is all just me. There are a lot of days I think a wife, three kids, 9-5, would sooth my soul, but at almost 46 years old, time for that has passed me by. Perhaps a hottie from E'ville with a late born child, yes I'd raise that beautiful child, but other than that, I just think it's too late to be tamed. For the other 98%, yes at times I envy the stability, but when it comes down to it, why now?
I'm still on a small string, I need to run good early as my buy-in level is under 15. I still like to take chances and if I love a college hoops bet this week I'll take a shot. Same at the poker table, if the game is great, if the situation is perfect, shit yes I'd put my whole roll down on one cash game, I'd take my shot, I'd fucking go for it. I did that with my life in the past, way more important than a bankroll, never mind I invested everything I had and what I could borrow on a wing and a prayer and I turned that into a successful business. Sometimes you just have to go for it, take a risk, let the walls down and put your ball(s) or vag on the the line.
And one big lesson, no sense judging people. I've learned how wrong that is. Unless you've walked in somebodies shoes, well you certainly can't know what they think. I will give unsolicited advice to many Twitter friends that constantly call people dumb or stupid, you might want to stop. Intelligence is way overrated, and those who thing they are superior when it comes to smarts, really you show your insecurities. And really nobody gives a fuck when you take a shit, or rub one out, or are at the bar, or this store, or this restaurant. Check yourself. Again just advice.
I think I've grown up, I think I see more clearly although I know I need 'readers' but I'm too lazy to go get some even though I want to be a semi-grey hair with a the rope around my neck that lets my glasses hang. I've been humbled but I'm still confident. I'm still highly competitive and I still think I'll kick your ass although variance may play a roll. I've stop judging although I'll always observe. Don't ask me what I think if you don't want to hear what I may say. I'll also stand up for those who can't for themselves. Don't hit a woman, or bully somebody, or talk out your ass because I will intervene. 
Live and learn. Live and let live. Get busy living or get busy dying. 
For those I've offended, I'm sorry, I hope you forgive. For those who saw past the facade, I embrace you. Thank you for seeing the real me. 
Carpe Diem my friends and above all, No Regrets, Never any Regrets.
I'm back. Oh and stop over playing Ace-Jack you donkey.
Miami Don

13 Comments:

At 12:12 AM, Blogger Annette said...

Charlie Sheen is that you?

 
At 12:13 AM, Blogger Josie said...

You have made one girl in Boston very happy. Welcome back baby!

PS. Fine. No more overplaying Ajax.

 
At 12:55 AM, Blogger Buddy Dank said...

Welcome back!

 
At 1:02 AM, Blogger NoLimitDoc said...

Nice post.

I have several blog entries describing how AJ cost me some serious money. It's the undisciplined side of us that wants to over play it.

Stay disciplined and beat this game. You got the skill!

 
At 1:03 AM, Blogger smokkee said...

JackAce! #winning

 
At 3:17 AM, Blogger Shrike said...

Post. I'll read.

-PL

 
At 6:36 AM, Blogger Kat said...

Carpe Diem, babes.

Glad to see you back.

 
At 7:51 AM, Blogger Drizztdj said...

Keep rockin' sir.

Never apologize for being you.

As Kat said: Carpe diem.

Hope to chat more when real $$ isn't on the line :)

 
At 8:59 AM, Blogger SirFWALGMan said...

It is nice you put that last part in for Josie! :). Good to see you having a good time my man! Welcome back!

 
At 1:08 PM, Blogger jjok said...

;)

 
At 1:21 PM, Blogger Andrew said...

Nice post. I've enjoyed your blog in the past and hope you start to post more.

 
At 3:26 PM, Blogger HighOnPoker said...

I like this version of Miami Don. Good luck, Don. I look forward to more posts.

 
At 9:42 AM, Blogger lightning36 said...

A-J is no longer the blogger nuts? Did I miss something?

 

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