greg you are allowed to whine about the weather now.

Snot freezes in about 30 seconds.

Of course this is a prime opportunity for peevishness and Rat's Brain is no where to be found...

i wish it was winter here. its like 32'C and all the grass is dying, and the humidity is horrible

Suck it up.

Both of you. Seriously.

The idea of hiking is a good one. I like greenery and hearing frogs and crickets and shit, okay? OKAY!?

Are you organizing some kinda militia? 'Cause you should.

With those little old ladies, it'll be an impressive militia. We'll keep those bastards from down state out of our hood.

And my daughters already have a thousand reasons to resent me. They will hate me for far more than my ignoring of their whining.

Kind of cold. Wish this winter weather would done git over with. It was 60 and sunny most of the day, little crisp maybe but mostly nice.

that since you make your living gambling on the internet, why is it that you can not gamble on the internet from some locale with a high-speed connection that is perhaps a little closer to the Equator? I'm not kidding about feeling cold, either. I got my little heater on to warm my toes. I have only myself to blame for a life of alcoholism and fatty, sugary foods leading to unironic borderline diabetes. All I know is I have seen thru the game and I am retiring early. Gonna check out the key parties at the Salton City RV park.

Remember I told you that I gave up internet gambling for the most part. I have been playing a little recently though. But due to finances and the small amount of money I kept online, the levels I can play at aren't that great, and it'll be a painstakingly long time before I can play at levels again that would allow me to make a living doing so, mostly because of the streaky nature of poker in general.

I have a friend who did what you are saying. He closed his business and moved to Maine with his wife and lives off of online poker. He approaches the game very mathematically and conservatively and I respect his play. For over a year he was pulling in 1K a week easily, sometimes more, and on bad weeks he'd still pull in $750. That is still way more than enough for a modest living, which is all he's trying for.

I talked to him recently and, as is always the case in poker, he ran into a prolonged bad streak. He said he was worrying about being able to afford basics like food because his streak was so bad. And playing during a long, bad run of cards while worrying about being able to afford the basics in life is not something that I could handle very well. At that point the steady rat-race job sounds better. Or not. It's probably a tossup.

I don't know how you are finding money to retire to a peaceful RV park but, congrats. I'm possibly living too decadently, but, I know that's not really true because the biggest splurge I've had in like two years is spending $300 on speakers and that was because I didn't have any.

Note for all you asshole pigs: I'm not WHINING about this I am simply STATING.

Also, there's the truth that I will, in fact, hate most parts of the country that are closer to the equator. The southeast is a sweaty armpit weather-wise and, besides a few places, probably an armpit otherwise. I've been all over Florida, to Atlanta...parts of Tennessee...Virginia...Kentucky. No thanks.

As far as the southwest, I've only over been to Vegas and Albuquerque. Vegas is too much of an insane cartoon clusterfuck. I would go crazy in like two weeks there. I liked it while I was there, but that was like four days and I was in the right mindset to be exposed to an insane cartoon clusterfuck.

New Mexico is beautiful, but Santa Fe was awful. It was Naperville Illinois besides the fact that everything was adobe. The people even had the same snottiness about them, only they made crafts. I don't know. Albuquerque was like a Chicago suburb with good scenery. Some of it was ok.

Oh, yeah, I've been to Prescott Arizona too. Thinking back, I really didn't like it at all. Forgettable, touristy.

Basically I run the high risk of not liking anywhere I move to and that is something that is going to be hard to swallow. Is it sort of better to be not-so-well traveled, given that so many places are so similar? Probably not in the sense that it's really not ok to be naive about anything and that I know I'm missing out on awesome part of the country, but on the other hand I can save myself from the possible onset of intense feelings of hopelessness and claustrophobia.

That's basically a rationalization for being a pussy, I think.

Also, there's the simple fact that it's hard to leave the proximity of a really awesome city like Chicago that is awesome for almost every other reason besides climate. AND ITS CLIMATE FAILS MISERABLY. Except in May. I think May is an ok month. And maybe one other one.

I offer you socks.
You give me spite.
I reached out my hand in kindness,
and you slapped it away.
God is watching you, Greg.
Or maybe it's Santa Claus.
One of those two is watching you...

And I will gladly admit to my defeat if and when it happens.
But it hasn't yet, so may your toes fall off from the frostbite.

I came on here expecting to see a thread filled with shrill and petty whining. Yet again, you disappoint.

A little bird told me it was your birthday yesterday.
I hope you bought yourself some nice warm mukluks, listened to some Wall of Voodoo alone in the dark and drank yourself into a 16 hour coma. Take that in whatever manner seems appropriate.

TODAY. And, you know what, how about you make me a proper god damned birthday thread? Would that be too much to ask for?

I suppose it would. I suppose this is only foreshadowing yet another year full of bullshit persecution. Persecution that my beautiful god damned soul cannot stand for much longer.