Monday, April 22, 2002
In case you haven't heard (and you should have because I've been crowing about it to everybody) I now have the distinction of being published in the New York Times. Okay, so it was just a letter to the editor and a right silly one at that. But I'm still going to put it on my resume.
The other thing that you all probably know about already (yes, I'm always the last to know -- hell, I have to read The New Yorker just to find out about The Strokes) is this viciously funny online cartoon strip called get your war on. In the motherfucking house! Read it and weep.
I realized last night that I've been playing a flawed blackjack strategy. To wit, if I have an Ace-7, I should be hitting when the dealer has 9 through Ace. Dammit! I've been sticking, convinced that improving my hand isn't likely. Luckily I plan to drift in the next couple of days so will be able to try out my newly revamped strategy. I feel like I'm due to win, like, a thousand dollars. Hell yeah!
The other thing that you all probably know about already (yes, I'm always the last to know -- hell, I have to read The New Yorker just to find out about The Strokes) is this viciously funny online cartoon strip called get your war on. In the motherfucking house! Read it and weep.
I realized last night that I've been playing a flawed blackjack strategy. To wit, if I have an Ace-7, I should be hitting when the dealer has 9 through Ace. Dammit! I've been sticking, convinced that improving my hand isn't likely. Luckily I plan to drift in the next couple of days so will be able to try out my newly revamped strategy. I feel like I'm due to win, like, a thousand dollars. Hell yeah!
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