Friday, September 02, 2005

Click on the pic to get a better look. That's from the balcony over the Cat's Meow on Bourbon St. during Mardi Gras. Booze, beads, and the best damned hot dogs on the planet. A Lucky Dog with the works. Perfect at 4am after a nice long binge.

Tired of watching the images on the news stream and various websites, BigMike and I convened at the local watering hole with Lewey and Landow. Many drinks were drunk. Many drunks were drinking. We were chasing our Soco's with Hurricane's or vice versa. It's tough to remember at this point.

We lifted our glasses some of the bartenders that were so used to us, they knew our drink when we walked in even though they only saw us once a year. Michael at the Carousel Bar would hold back the Soco goodies for me. Squirrel, the first one in my bartender hall of fame, always took care of us. We toasted to some of our favorite bars. The Carousel Bar was the kickoff each day. The Aft Deck, Cat's Meow, Dungeon (known for the topless Princess), Igor's, the Old Absinthe House, Tipitina's, and every jazz and blues bar in the quarter. The small bars between Royal St. and the river. We could never remembered their names but always knew how to get back there.

The 2am recharge at Cafe Du Monde for beignets, coffee, and the surliest waitresses on the planet. Walking around Jackson Square watching the freaks and balloon sculptors (not necessarily a difference between the two). Getting your fortune read by two different people with completely different outcomes just to cover all the bases. The forces of good vs. the forces of evil on the steps of Cathedral St. Louis.

The long Sunday walk from the French Quarter down St. Charles to Igor's in the Garden District to watch the Thoth and Bacchus parades. Having your 'contact' on the float handing down bag after bag of the high quality "good" beads. The college kids bringing out the couches to the median with their generators and stereo systems. The walk back seemed 10 times longer than the walk there.

We raised our glasses to every tiny eatery that added 50 pounds to our girth with each trip south. Jambalaya, crawfish, Eggs Benedict, and gator-on-a-stick. Brunch at the Court of Two Sisters. Attempting to drink every version of the Hurricane possible and the wife falling in love with a drink called a Hand Grenade. Very easy to spot since the large glass looks like.... a hand grenade. And stay away from the grain infused Hurricane called the 190 Octane.

So many good times.

Last night we toasted and got toasted reliving those good times in our favorite city.


One last amazing pic in the aftermath. From the NOAA flyover, you can click on different regions. Check out this pic, pan to the right, and check out the marina. Crazy stuff.


AlCantHang.com will be going off the air sometime this afternoon for a couple of days. Nothing permanent, just a server change. The blogspot mirror site, AlCantHang.blogspot.com will remain.

Peace and have a safe weekend. and get loaded, I know I will.


Thursday, September 01, 2005

PokerStars Charity Tournament 

It's like watching a natural disaster and war zone at the same time. I'm horrified. It's feels like someone close is fading away.

Sunday and Monday, Eva and I were wondering if everything would be fine for her to travel there on September 12th for a conference. Tuesday, when the levees broke, we knew that September was out and started wondering if the Big Easy would be prepared for MardiGras so we could pump more money into our damaged friend.

Now I don't see a light at the end of the tunnel.

New Orleans was my perfect city. It allowed me to indulge in my two favorite vices. Drink and food.

Not many people know exactly what I do, and you won't find out here, but I work closely with hundreds of hospitals around the country. It hits home when you receive status updates with lines like, "no contact, assumed down" and "no further contact, reports data center under water". A friend from our New Orleans field office, who always made sure we had the proper invites during MardiGras, has not returned any emails.

I'd love to post some of my favorite New Orleans stories, per G-Rob, but it feels too much like a eulogy.

If you want to help, here's how. Be a good gambling degenerate and listen to Otis and Wil. From PokerStars blog and Otis...

...coming up on September 12th and 14th, PokerStars.com and Wil Wheaton will host two Hurricane Katrina Relief tournaments with all proceeds going to the American Red Cross. PokerStars will be matching every buy-in 100% and will be offering prizes to the winners. Wil will also be offering autographed copies of one of his books to every member of both final tables.

The event on September 12th will be a $5+$0 No-Limit Hold'em freezeout at 9:30pm.

The event on September 14th will be a $20+$0 No-Limit Hold'em freezeout tournament at 9:30pm

And from Lee Jones at PokerStars...

Subject: You can help Wil Wheaton and PokerStars help Katrina victims
Author: Lee Jones

Hi folks -

Many people have contacted us at PokerStars and said "How can we help Katrina victims?"

One of the people who contacted us was Wil Wheaton, a member of Team PokerStars. Wil wanted to put on a tournament to raise money. Quoting Ernie Banks, we said, "Let's play two!"

Monday, Sept. 12th at 9:30 PM Eastern Time : $5+0 NLH
Wednesday, Sept. 14th at 9:30 PM Eastern Time: $20+0 NLH (no rebuys)

$.01 (yes, one penny) of each buyin and rebuy is going to the prize pool. The rest will be matched 100% by PokerStars and sent to the American Red Cross.

PokerStars and Wil Wheaton will also be providing cool prizes for the final table finishers.

You can follow the details at the Brad Willis's PokerStars blog:


And if those dates are bad for you - well, go ahead and register anyway. Those people in Louisiana and Mississippi need your help.

Expect to see the tournaments deployed in the next hour or so in the Special section of the PokerStars tournament lobby.

Thank you all for letting us be part of this.

Best regards,

Lee Jones
PokerStars Poker Room Manager

Now according to WWdN, two more tournaments have been added.

September 15, 2005 @ 9:30 PM EDT — $50
September 16, 2005 @ 9:30 PM EDT — $100


Wednesday, August 31, 2005

The Big Easy 

I really don't have much to say today. It's 7am and I'm watching the slow destruction of my favorite city. I'll spend the rest of the day hitting refresh on CNN.com and other news sites.

If this had happened two weeks later I'd be trying to figure out how to get the missus out of there.

I don't know if I have any readers in Looziana, Mississippi, or Alabama, but if I do, stay safe.

From Scott, an interesting collection of people blogging from inside New Orleans.


Tuesday, August 30, 2005



Again I go a couple of days and I'm languishing?

Sure enough.

Working my fat hippy ass off and finishing up preparations for the Bash.

Speaking of the Bash.....

DoubleAs would have you skip my party and instead head down to Aruba for the Ultimate Bet something or other. While Aruba is nice, the Bash will have The Blonde (clothing optional), Otis (clothing definitely NOT optional), Pauly, StB the Drinking Machine, Joaquin, Derek, a special appearance by another participant in WSoP Event #2, and possibly his "I DIDN'T PASS OUT" brother.

Plus, more from Up For Poker..... according to G-Rob, you need to stop playing at Ultimate Bet immediately. I can't believe I actually agree with G-Rob on an issue that doesn't involve him with a partially dressed carribean women, 5 gallons of mayo, and some glitter.

So where do you think you should be on September 24th?

See you there. Email if you need info.


I can't believe I owe Caucci another nickle.


What have I really been doing? Writing.

I promised some of the G-Vegas crew that I would really writeup my Amsterdam Bachelor party for real. I'm cruising right along and have to decide whether I'm going to post it here, or submit it to Pauly's Truckin' first (go there now!). He'll probably decline for obvious lack of skill on my part.

We'll see.


The link of the day from the Scuba Steve Research Department...... two of them.

Pervert caught on camera phone.

The Rawker. Check out the remixes.