Day 74
After a couple of days of prevarication I finally got underway with the decorating again. Following one or two mishaps, I can assure you it’s progressing quite well and even with the occasional fuck-up and my sedate speed it should be completed by next week.
The mishaps were very minor in comparison to my usual errors and were over and done with early in the day so in many respects I should consider myself fortunate.
Some shelving units have been requested for the room either side of the chimneybreast and even though I realize within seconds of going up they will be covered in crap rather than books but at least it won’t be scattered across the floor.
I cut some wooden batons to act as supports and decided to use superglue to join the corners before fixing them permanently with screwed joints. This seemed like a sensible course of action so I lined up the wood and reached for the adhesive.
Superglue is unbelievably strong stuff; I can say this with absolute certainty for a very good reason.
It had glued itself to the lid and I couldn’t get it off.
After several minutes of fruitlessly twisting the cover and shouting abuse at the tube I finally gave up and tossed it aside. It bounced gently on the window and came to rest on the sill.
A short break and calming cigarette had the desired effect and I went back to my tasks with my equilibrium restored.
It didn’t last long.
I went to retrieve the glue only to find that the impact with the glass had fortunately dislodged the cap. Unfortunately a small amount had seeped out and it was now stuck to the windowsill.
The deployment of a chisel removed it and I ended up putting the pieces of wood together with a couple of nails.
I only played one freeroll today and found myself seated next to a lunatic…a very lucky lunatic.
On the first round of blinds he went all-in four times and managed to hit on each occasion. The worst one by far was a pre-flop all-in call when he had 4-2 off suit and hit a straight on the river. One of the opponents was less than happy at this, seeing his pocket Kings beaten by such a hand and the chat box was filled with some splendid expletives. The most worrying thing was the reaction from the lunatic. Plenty of laughing followed by arrogant boasts of what a wonderful player he was. I just closed my eyes and turned off the chat facility.
I don’t think there’s any way to sensibly compete against this kind of play and even though I managed to avoid a few more donkeys I was eventually eliminated in 571st place and way out of the money. I still don’t think it was unreasonable go all-in when I was short stacked with pocket 10’s. Another day I might have trebled up.
I turned the laptop off and went back to contributing my efforts to decorating.
Surrogate Daughter also managed a personal contribution by continuing her systematic destruction of the kitchen. I think she was making herself a coffee and needed some milk. I was in the living room when a cracking sound followed by a worried simper met my ears. Almost immediately afterwards she appeared at the door with the refrigerator handle in her hand.
Not content with pulling the cupboards apart she had now turned her attention to the major appliances. I relieved her of the offending article and checked to discover the extent of the damage. Sure enough it was broken beyond repair.
Surrogate daughter then did something very smart; she telephoned mother-in-law at work to explain the situation, thereby smoothing things over and reducing the shock before she saw the damage first hand.
This damage control exercise would have been perfect apart from one tiny detail.
She’d pulled the telephone bracket off the wall when she replaced the receiver.
Starting bank: $0
Current bank: $0
The mishaps were very minor in comparison to my usual errors and were over and done with early in the day so in many respects I should consider myself fortunate.
Some shelving units have been requested for the room either side of the chimneybreast and even though I realize within seconds of going up they will be covered in crap rather than books but at least it won’t be scattered across the floor.
I cut some wooden batons to act as supports and decided to use superglue to join the corners before fixing them permanently with screwed joints. This seemed like a sensible course of action so I lined up the wood and reached for the adhesive.
Superglue is unbelievably strong stuff; I can say this with absolute certainty for a very good reason.
It had glued itself to the lid and I couldn’t get it off.
After several minutes of fruitlessly twisting the cover and shouting abuse at the tube I finally gave up and tossed it aside. It bounced gently on the window and came to rest on the sill.
A short break and calming cigarette had the desired effect and I went back to my tasks with my equilibrium restored.
It didn’t last long.
I went to retrieve the glue only to find that the impact with the glass had fortunately dislodged the cap. Unfortunately a small amount had seeped out and it was now stuck to the windowsill.
The deployment of a chisel removed it and I ended up putting the pieces of wood together with a couple of nails.
I only played one freeroll today and found myself seated next to a lunatic…a very lucky lunatic.
On the first round of blinds he went all-in four times and managed to hit on each occasion. The worst one by far was a pre-flop all-in call when he had 4-2 off suit and hit a straight on the river. One of the opponents was less than happy at this, seeing his pocket Kings beaten by such a hand and the chat box was filled with some splendid expletives. The most worrying thing was the reaction from the lunatic. Plenty of laughing followed by arrogant boasts of what a wonderful player he was. I just closed my eyes and turned off the chat facility.
I don’t think there’s any way to sensibly compete against this kind of play and even though I managed to avoid a few more donkeys I was eventually eliminated in 571st place and way out of the money. I still don’t think it was unreasonable go all-in when I was short stacked with pocket 10’s. Another day I might have trebled up.
I turned the laptop off and went back to contributing my efforts to decorating.
Surrogate Daughter also managed a personal contribution by continuing her systematic destruction of the kitchen. I think she was making herself a coffee and needed some milk. I was in the living room when a cracking sound followed by a worried simper met my ears. Almost immediately afterwards she appeared at the door with the refrigerator handle in her hand.
Not content with pulling the cupboards apart she had now turned her attention to the major appliances. I relieved her of the offending article and checked to discover the extent of the damage. Sure enough it was broken beyond repair.
Surrogate daughter then did something very smart; she telephoned mother-in-law at work to explain the situation, thereby smoothing things over and reducing the shock before she saw the damage first hand.
This damage control exercise would have been perfect apart from one tiny detail.
She’d pulled the telephone bracket off the wall when she replaced the receiver.
Starting bank: $0
Current bank: $0