Whenever I drive to a poker tournament, I sing REEEALLY LOUD in the car. It’s a ritual. It neither brings me luck nor does it cause the opposite. I just do. Which reminds me… When I was 8 years old, I finally made my stage debut. Camp Wahanowin 1967, it was already my third year…

So, I’m writing this on the plane on Monday afternoon, even though I’m supposed to be at my desk at my office right now. Air Canada cancelled my red-eye last night so I spent an extra night in Vegas, got up early this morning at the crack of ass to get to the airport for…

I’m not going to talk too much about poker because I hate poker and never want to talk about it or play the game again. It’s Saturday morning, I’ve been here for two days, played in four tournaments and I have not a cruller to show for it. So, let’s not talk about poker. Let’s…

Several, several years ago Ruth and I took the kids to Arizona for our Christmas vacation. I took everyone to a Phoenix Suns basketball game. I think it was 2012. The Suns were brutal that year. I bought tickets from a scalper for like, I dunno, whatever change I had in my pocket and a…

  Calgary and The Deerfoot Inn and Casino. Friendly place. Before we get to poker, let’s talk about a certain woman at a poker table. Now you know I’m a feminist through and through, right? And you also know I am married to the most beautiful woman in the world, yes? So, you know that…

  I’m off to Calgary, a shit-kicking town if there ever was one.  Of course, I’m no shit-kicker. I’ve nary kicked shit in my life. So, you can imagine that the only reasons I would ever have to go to Calgary would be: 1.      A long-lost sibling of mine has emerged, and needs…

   With the WSOP Seniors tournament behind me, I set my sights on the Seniors tournament over at The Venetian. $1000 entry fee with a one million dollar guaranteed prize pool. What’s not to like? Plus, I needed to get my 15,000 steps in anyway. I headed over there on foot.    Vegas during the…

Hey Virgil Blog, it’s been a while. Like two and a half years give or take a pandemic.   Anyway, great to see you again.  Las Vegas, Nevada. World Series of Poker Seniors Tournament, 2022. That’s what we’re here for, right?  $1000.00 entry fee.  Orange section, table 532, seat 3 (my least favorite seat, but whatever…) …

I’ve got all my life to live I’ve got all my love to give – I WILL SURVIVE! Monday night I was driving down to Commerce from the little house Ruth and I have rented for the month. Our house is in Silver Lake and we love it. Our car is a sweet little two-seater…

I played poker with Bill Klein! And he told this great joke. Well, let’s say he told a joke, great.  I didn’t tell Ruth the joke (she’ll read it in this blog at the same time you do). I wouldn’t tell it to Laura De Carteret either who will also read it here. I think…