Sunday, September 14, 2008

Fold

I like poker. It is a game of risk and reward. It puts the thing that our society values most (sadly) on the line and requires the player to make a series of choices that can determine whether he gets a return on his risk or looses everything. There is a sort of raw humanity about it. When you are winning its a fun deal. When you get the shit beat out of you enough times you decide that its time to quit playing for a little while(i like to call this vacation). But other than that you just play your hand. The dealer gives you your cards and leaves you with the ability to choose. Sometimes you get that pair of aces and sometimes you get a 3 and a 5. After this point its all you. Bet, check, fold and then pray. Hard. But its its streaky. You win $50 then loose 100. You are always thinking your bad luck will change but never thinking your hot streak its going to end. Anyway i was thinking about something profound to say about all this and decided that everyone know how it relates to life. I really just want to play go fish. It is much less cut throat. Im am kinda tired of tryin to figure out what choices i need to make in order to direct my life down the right path. Its funny how i can sit on the bus and look around and see people and guess their majors and see them in their prospective jobs. (mind you i never check for correctness and i tend to get funny looks from them) but i can see them doing something, yet when i look in the mirror i cant see it. nothing really fits. Maybe it just relates to the fact that i just dont want to work. I have decided that all that bologna about do what you love and you will never work a day in your life is not exactly true. There is not one thing that i can think of that would make me want to get out of bed everyday before 10, (lazy, yes i know)or make me want to do it past 5. Unless there is some profession where i can sit on the beach at Xpu-ha and watch the waves roll in while a nice waiter brings me mojitos, I am really not seein me lovin life everyday. Now mind you i would be happy to sit there through the rain (except hurricanes, I'm not playin that game), and other weird things that happen on a beach, no workers comp. i will tough out the sunburn. So anyone out there lookin for a professional beach bum let me know. Anyway, as far as my current hand goes, I fold. I need a vacation.

1 comment:

jessica said...

Well, hey. At least you get to go on a cruise in a few weeks. Sooo jealous!