You’d think I might be writing this post just to wish everyone a Happy Passover.

Think again.

For better or worse, I’m not that Jew.

And this is not that blog.

Besides, Passover is one of my least favorite of all the atonement holidays. The story has so many holes, and the plotlines are rife with inconsistencies.

God wanted to free the Jews from the tyrannous Egyptians so he asked all the Jews to slaughter a lamb and mark their doorposts with their blood so he would know the Jewish households from the Egyptian ones and He’d know who to smite and who to “pass over”. Gimme a break. He’s God fer Chrissakes. He’s Almighty. He created everyone in His own image. Wouldn’t He just know who was on which team without getting all Stephen King on us?

And the ten plagues, “the divine punishments” he reined down on the Egyptians? What up with that? I mean I get lice, pestilence, boils, death of the first born, water turning to blood, these all seem nice and plague-worthy. But frogs? How did frogs get in that grouping? Frogs are cute. Frogs aren’t a plague. Frogs are what you put in the loot bag at your kid’s birthday party.

And the food. Och. I’m convinced that brisket and kugel are a masterplan conceived by a cabal of evil Jewish heart surgeons.

And don’t even get me started on The Matzah. My metabolism and I are no fan of The Matzah. No matzah shalt pass these lips. The truth is I ate my last piece of matzah when I was 14 years old and my sphincter hasn’t spoken to me since.

So, no. This is not a Passover blog.

But… the WSOP hits Hogtown this weekend!

That’s right, over the next eight days The Great Canadian Casino will, for the second time ever, host the World Series Of Poker right here in my hometown of Toronto.

I will start with Event #4 on Sunday, the $400 Turbo, and follow that with Event #6 on Tuesday, the $400 Seniors tournament. If either of those goes well (and maybe even if they don’t) I will play in the main event next weekend, a $2000 buy-in with a million-dollar prize pool.

So hopefully I’ll be doing lots of blogging over the next several days.

If you get a chance, slaughter a lamb and smear the blood on your computer so I’ll know you’re listening.