Its story time! My first artist life / poker life vlog is now live on YouTube. This post features an essay (like the ones I’ve been writing for this site for years) about my first year in Vegas and the “trick” I use to stay positive and keep working towards my goals.
“You care too much,” they tell me. My coworkers said it when I scrubbed the floors of the coffee shop that they would swiftly wave a mop over (without sweeping first). They said it when I polished the spots off the glassware that other bartenders would have filled with drinks. They say it when IContinue reading “Who Fucking Cares?!”
“We should do this for our business dope ass idea,” she said. It was a Facebook post in a group for small business owners. Someone had tweeted an idea. Others had taken a screenshot and shared, calling it genius. She had merely continued the trend. The idea was to randomly pick one person from theContinue reading “Duh Gambling Bizness”
“I’m going to burn these candles in your honor,” he said. “I think it will bring you good luck. This is karma insurance. ” I agreed with him and laughed because he seemed unaware of the fact he appeared content to personally incur bad karma and bad luck because our paths had collided. He hadContinue reading “You Have to Be Strong to Be Kind”
I like to think my decisions are based on facts though humans are capable of finding “evidence” to support virtually any belief. Don’t agree? Read this story about the magic in my life.
“You write about your life on the internet,” he said, “but you don’t really want people to know about your life?” I explained that the image I’m portraying online isn’t fake, but it’s not a full picture either… and I immediately began wondering why I’ve been avoiding putting one particular thing about myself in writingContinue reading “Let The Cards Fall”
“You know who it is, don’t you?” a customer asked regarding the dragonflies that I’d admitted visit me regularly. I told her I thought it was my grandpa Hoyt, but really I hadn’t thought about it the way she was – as a soul that has already passed on who has come back to seeContinue reading “Why the Bluff Not?”
“I think maybe I can’t finish them because the story isn’t through,” I said. Like many friends I haven’t seen in a while, one of her first questions when we bumped into each other almost two months ago was if I’d written anything lately. I had started by saying, “No. Not really,” like I’d toldContinue reading “Crushing Hands”
“You know what you’ve got to do?” she said, pausing for dramatic effects. “Stand tall!!!” My friend was quoting some advice her mother had given her which had baffled and infuriated her to no end. For a while, it became a one line “joke” between us, utilized whenever we had little advice to offer andContinue reading “Stand Tall”
“You’re a great mother,” he said as he gazed at my cluttered, dirty apartment, insinuating that he could see something which even I could not. Until then, I thought the fact that I even attempt to be a good mother to my pets was hidden behind my mess. “I don’t know about that,” was allContinue reading “Play YOUR Hand”