On not moving

Cheers to the stubborn...

The Man Who Can't Be Moved- The Script

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gS9o1FAszdk

"Going back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag, I'm not gonna move
Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand
Saying if you see this girl can you tell her where I am

Some try to hand me money, they don't understand
I'm not broke I'm just a broken hearted man
I know it makes no sense, but what else can I do
How can I move on when I've been in love with you

'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street

So I'm not moving
I'm not moving

Policeman says son you can't stay here
I said there's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day, a month, a year
Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows
If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go

'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you see me waiting for you on the corner of the street

So I'm not moving
I'm not moving
I'm not moving
I'm not moving

People talk about the guy
Who's waiting on a girl, oh whoa
There are no holes in his shoes
But a big hole in his world

Maybe I'll get famous as the man who can't be moved
And maybe you won't mean to but you'll see me on the news
And you'll come running to the corner
'Cause you'll know it's just for you

I'm the man who can't be moved
I'm the man who can't be moved

'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we meet
Oh, you see me waiting for you on a corner of the street

So I'm not moving
('Cause if one day you wake up, find that you're missing me)
I'm not moving
(And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be)
I'm not moving
(Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet)
I'm not moving
(Oh, you see me waiting for you on a corner of the street)

Going back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag, I'm not gonna move"

On donating blood

I donated blood earlier today at Blood Centers of the Pacific in Millbrae. It's something I try to do as often as I can because it takes so little effort on my part and can potentially make a big difference in someone's life. I think donating blood is something that everyone should at least consider- it doesn't take a lot of time and it makes you feel good, helping someone. Over my four years in Los Angeles, I gave a gallon to the UCLA Blood and Platelet Center and got a special pin (woohoo...lol). I get that many are freaked out by needles and that's a hard thing to get past, but the truth is that there are a lot of people who need it. Just something to think about...

On Field Of Dreams 2: Lockout

SO FUNNY:

http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/7836326dd7/field-of-dreams-2-nfl-lockout-with-taylor-lautner?playlist=featured_videos

On my imagination

A classic from my favorite band:

Just My Imagination- The Temptations

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M5Z9-QCmZyw

"Each day through my window I watch her as she passes by.

I say to myself, 'You're such a lucky guy.'
To have a girl like her
is truly a dream come true.
Out of all of the fellas in the world
she belongs to me.

But it was just my imagination
running away with me.
It was just my imagination
running away with me.

Soon we'll be married
and raise a family.
In a cozy, little home out in the country
with two children, maybe three.
I tell you, I can visualize it all.
This couldn't be a dream for too real it all seems.

But it was just my imagination, once again
running away with me.
I tell you it was just my imagination
running away with me.

Every night, on my knees I pray,
'Dear Lord, hear my plea
Don't ever let another take her love from me
or I will surely die.'
Ooh, her love is heavenly;
when her arms enfold me,
I hear a tender rhapsody,
but in reality, she doesn't even know me

Just my imagination, once again
running away with me.
Tell you it was just my imagination
running away with me.
I never met her, but I can't forget her.
Just my imagination
running away with me..."

On Texas Hold 'Em

I've been playing Hold 'Em for a number of years now, and what I've learned is that the game is just as much about luck as it is skill. I'm a pretty streaky player in that I wouldn't consider myself either lucky or unlucky. I can collect chips just as fast as I can lose them in a big pot- it really depends on the night.

The great thing about poker is that it's as much about playing the person as it is playing the cards. Granted, it's really hard to win if you don't have the cards, and bluffing only goes so far if the other guy has the nuts (the best possible hand). It's really difficult to keep it casual when I play because I'm always looking to see what other people are doing- watching how they move and how they bet in different situations. I understand that there's a lot of math involved- probabilities and pot odds- but I try not to get caught up in the calculations because a 1% chance is still a chance.

Even though I've been playing for a while, I don't know if I would consider myself "good." I think I understand the game almost as well as the next guy, but being a "good" poker player is a little more arbitrary than you'd think. I guess you could base talent off of overall winnings, but then you'd also have to take luck into account, and that's where it gets complicated.

I can't really tell how I come off at a poker table, because I'm trying not to give too much away to my opponents, but the game is always pretty stressful for me. I don't know if exhilarating is the right word, but I love the rush after winning a huge pot. Unfortunately, on the flip side, losing a big one can be pretty defeating.

My general stance on poker, and gambling in general, is that I hate losing money more than I like winning it. I just have to tell myself that I'm paying for the entertainment value and if I happen to win some money, then great! I'd say that over all these years, I've come out about even, possibly $20-$40 ahead.

Earlier tonight, I got really lucky, and it was pretty epic. Within the span of a few hours, I had a straight-flush (6 to 10 in diamonds) and four 8's. I ended up winning $30 so I'd say it was a good night.

On finding yourself

It's good to give yourself to others because in the event you lose yourself, they can help you find yourself.

On price and value

"A fool knows the price of everything and the value of nothing."