When I was a kid (freaking ages ago) I read alot of comic books. I sold my Xmen collection that helped me fund my way through college. Ninja movies were all the rage, I didn't have a lovable mutt to worry about. When nt passed out I indluged myself into video games.
In video games (Robotron, Missle Command, Galaga geez showing my age much?) there are some rules. Drop your qyarter in, and eventually you will lose. Pushing fifty years old I'm smart enough to realize that I'm not a kid. I need to think and stand on my own, however screwed up what I'm dealing with.
The parents, may they rest in peace, instaled one basic concept that sti keeps me strong. If it seems too good to be true, It's probably not true. Damit, I wanted that submarine in the Johnon Smith catalogue!
That sub meant everything to me. And I didn't get it.
What I got was life full of pain and sorrow and making the best on the bullshit.
After a series of cosmic events out of my control, I've come to understand that internet poker is complete fucking bullshit. First off, there's no ninjas. Exactly how the fuck do you people get to sleep at night without ninjas?
Maybe because you're not real people.
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