I took this picture this past weekend. “Hennessey” is my nephew. Beyond that, this picture caught my eye because of the actions of all the boys in the shot. In some areas it is easy to see what is going on. In others it’s hard to imagine what the boys are doing. Come to think of it, that’s just how it looks live.
Enjoy
I played the local game again Wednesday night. It may have been the sickest game I’ve ever been involved in. It didn’t take any time at all (literally 2 or 3 hands) before guys were regularly pushing all-in preflop playing Omaha 8 or better. A-2-x-x Shove. That was the game. Most folks buy in for around $40. One guy got a little ill, stood up and threw $200 on the table stating “OK, if that’s the way you want to play, let’s go!” That just makes this rock smile from ear to ear. I got to say my favorite phrase 3 times this night - “I’ve got the nuts and there is no low.” Is that poetry, or what?
We also played so freaky games that I’m not sure I remember. We played 5 card double draw with 5s and 10 wild. I won one of those with K5K10 for quads. We played a couple of variations of stud with a chicago (low or high spade gets half). I took one pot when I got dealt the 2 of spades and pushed everyone off the pot. Cool. Before the night was over, I had dubbed this game “Huckleberry Farms” because there is ALWAYS a huckleberry around. I walked out a bit early with $202 more than I came with.
Here are a few random pictures from around the office:
Be careful what you put on your ‘Nilla Wafers:
Jeff is slaving away:
Our lifeline:
Let’s all learn some Microsoft stuff:
Later.
Why do I never find time to post these days? Here's a quick photo post.
Went to Merlefest this past Saturday. Dr. K and I met up with Mr. and Mrs. Falstaff and other assorted nuts in the Falstaff crew (actually, they were all very nice easy-going people). Here is a shot of Falstaff in his element:
We met up at the giant sand sculpture. Here is a small part of it:
Then we went and enjoyed the boogie all day long. Did I mention that Merlefest was a bluegrass festival. It was really great boogie. Our second stop of the day was MandoMania at the Creekside stage. If you look close, you may see someone you know:
Our next stop was up one big-a$$ hill to a band whose name escapes me, but featured Sam Bush (again). As they introduce the next song, they bring out a special guest, Emmylou Harris. We knew she would be the headliner later that night, but it was still a nice surprise. Here she is later on:
For her final number, Emmylou returned the favor from earlier in the day and brought out special guest, Sam Bush. The last act of the night was, of course, the greatest mandolin player in the world, Mr. Sam Bush. If you get the idea that Sam was everywhere this day, you'd be more right than wrong. In addition to the mandolin, Sam also can shred a fiddle and guitar (bass mandolin) with the best of them. Here is a shot of Sam the fiddle man:
Good friends + Good music = Good times. Dr. K and I are already looking forward to next year.
I've been home for almost a week now and I'm coming up on my next Vegas adventure. That means I'd better post my impressions of my Danube River Cruise before it gets too late. Here goes.
Actually, the trip could have had a much better start. The night before I left Jackson Hole I picked up a little cold. The cold never amounted to much more than congestion and a scratchy throat, but when the cold starts 24 hours before a vacation, the stress and worry about what it's going to turn into is awful.
I got home, did the quick turnaround and Dr. K and I were on our way at 10 am the next morning. We had decided to drive ourselves later rather than have my mother pick us up 3+ hours before the flight (we live 15 minutes from the airport). That decision would turn out to be very fortunate. We had no trouble getting parked, getting our tickets, bags checked and through security. The flights to Munich went very smoothly and we arrived right on time.
Then the fun began. All of the luggage arrived except for one bag - mine. I had a couple of conversations with the Air France rep. She seemed very competent and promised to get my bag to me as soon as possible.
The cruise started after a 1.5 hour bus ride to Passau. We cruised from there to Vienna, Austria. They call it Wein. Where do we get Vienna from? We had purchased tickets to see an orchestra in Vienna. 10 minutes before we were to leave, one of the ship's crew told me that my bag had arrived. Since all of my simi-dressy clothes were in there, I bolted to my cabin and got appropriately dressed for the evening. That was a huge relief. The evening was wonderful.
We toured Wein the next day. Here are a few pictures.
The challenges didn't end with the lost luggage. I'll continue with the adventure later.
I've just been too busy to blog. Work and fun have had me running like crazy until today. Since work and fun have been balanced pretty well, that is not a complaint, it's just the fact.
For instance, last Saturday, Dr. K and I jumped on the Falstaff Boogie Express (it's really a toaster on wheels) for a trip to Brevard, NC. This was the site of the Mountain Music Festival that featured the greatest mandolin player in the world, Sam Bush. We arrive at the show about 5:30 and had just gotten settled on the grass when the crowd in the seated area just erupted. Since none of us were paying attention, we had to jump up to see what the commotion was about. Falstaff motioned me over and I saw an old silver-haired gent with a banjo. Since I don't always see real well, Falstaff had to clue me in to the fact that the new attraction was Steve Martin. Yea, that Steve Martin. The leader of the band made it clear that of all the special guests that they had hosted, Steve was easily the most recent. Steve was no slouch on the strings either. It was a good start to a great show.
Monday, I boarded a jet for Wyoming and the Tetons. I'm currently sitting in the Lake Jackson Lodge knocking out this post. This is what I see when I look to my right:
Here is a shot of Cowboy K from this morning:
Yea, work is tough today. Leave your sympathy notes in the comments. We pay for our fun tomorrow with a day full of meetings followed by a trip home on Friday. After that, this blog will go stale until October as I will be out of the country without internet service. I'll bring back tons of pictures from our European Vacation. I'll post a few more Jackson Hole pics later, so come back soon.
During my recent trip to Paris, I took the following picture of the Mona Lisa by Leonardo da Vinci:
This looks pretty crappy with the yellow color from the lights and a few reflections. This happens sometimes when you can't take your time or bring lots of you own equipment. The low light and the crowds made getting even a sharp picture a small feat.
But all is not lost. Open the picture in Photoshop, adjust the levels and color and edit the spots out and you get this:
Now that is more like it.
