What you mean we, white man?
For those not old enough to remember The Lone Ranger and his Indian side kick Tonto: The Lone Ranger and Tonto are surrounded by hostile Indians and LR says,"Tonto, we are surrounded, what are we going to do?" Tonto looks at him and says, the title to this Post. Interestingly, tonto, in Spanish, means fool. HMMMMM!!!!
In my first post I mentioned that in the winter months we are sometimes forced to use two sheets on the bed. Who is this we? We are; myself, a soon to be 64 year old retired garment center executive and Massiel, a 24 year old Dominican girl, with whom I have lived for the past 3 1/2 years, and our two cats, QD and Harry. Massiel is my second Dominican wife in 8 years. I often refer to her as my "current" wife, but she is really going to be my last. We are expecting a baby in July and I plan on being around to help it grow up as best I can. Massiel is going to be an awesome mother, as long as she gets a little guidance, more from Dr. Spock than from me. I worked in the garment center for 30+years and decided in 1997 that I had had enough. Well, maybe, the business had had enough of me, I have never really been sure. But one way or the other I left the business. The business had changed so much that for me it had lost its appeal. A year or so later my best friend Sal I were talking about what I could do (I was working as a dealer at the Diamond Club, an underground Poker club in NYC at the time) to get back into the mainstream world. He was the head of production for a major T shirt company that I had worked for 3 times previously and his first instinct was to try to get me back into the company. I had left the company every other time that I had worked for them and couldn't see any reason why it would be any different the fourth time. Sal was living almost full time in the Dominican Republic. His company had started to produce most of their products there due to the enormous savings available in labor costs. Because he had made many connections, his suggestion of my moving down to the DR to act as a broker for companies wanting to sew in the DR and realize these same types of savings in their labor costs, it seemed like a good idea. In January of 1999 I went down to visit, liked what I saw and decided to move down as soon as my daughter went away to college (Rochester). My wife Number 2 in more ways than one) and I moved her up to school at the end of August and I left NewYork in September.
Hey Joel: How about a little Poker content.
O.K. I have an 11th place finish in the WSOP main event. I am the person who brought Hold'em to the Dominican Republic. I have worked as a supervisor at the WSOPand until its demise, I was the research editor for Poker Life Magazine. (Poker Life was an ill fated attempt to cash in on the Poker boom that started after Moneymaker won the WSOP in 2004.
In my first post I mentioned that in the winter months we are sometimes forced to use two sheets on the bed. Who is this we? We are; myself, a soon to be 64 year old retired garment center executive and Massiel, a 24 year old Dominican girl, with whom I have lived for the past 3 1/2 years, and our two cats, QD and Harry. Massiel is my second Dominican wife in 8 years. I often refer to her as my "current" wife, but she is really going to be my last. We are expecting a baby in July and I plan on being around to help it grow up as best I can. Massiel is going to be an awesome mother, as long as she gets a little guidance, more from Dr. Spock than from me. I worked in the garment center for 30+years and decided in 1997 that I had had enough. Well, maybe, the business had had enough of me, I have never really been sure. But one way or the other I left the business. The business had changed so much that for me it had lost its appeal. A year or so later my best friend Sal I were talking about what I could do (I was working as a dealer at the Diamond Club, an underground Poker club in NYC at the time) to get back into the mainstream world. He was the head of production for a major T shirt company that I had worked for 3 times previously and his first instinct was to try to get me back into the company. I had left the company every other time that I had worked for them and couldn't see any reason why it would be any different the fourth time. Sal was living almost full time in the Dominican Republic. His company had started to produce most of their products there due to the enormous savings available in labor costs. Because he had made many connections, his suggestion of my moving down to the DR to act as a broker for companies wanting to sew in the DR and realize these same types of savings in their labor costs, it seemed like a good idea. In January of 1999 I went down to visit, liked what I saw and decided to move down as soon as my daughter went away to college (Rochester). My wife Number 2 in more ways than one) and I moved her up to school at the end of August and I left NewYork in September.
Hey Joel: How about a little Poker content.
O.K. I have an 11th place finish in the WSOP main event. I am the person who brought Hold'em to the Dominican Republic. I have worked as a supervisor at the WSOPand until its demise, I was the research editor for Poker Life Magazine. (Poker Life was an ill fated attempt to cash in on the Poker boom that started after Moneymaker won the WSOP in 2004.
That's right, Mike, I stole your layout
This is a blog started in desperation. Mike May, one of the wittiest (funniest just doesn't do him justice), has refused to update his blog for so many months now, leaving his 3 readers in limbo, that I finally felt driven to start my own blog. I do so not only in the hope of replacing that lost voice, but to also chronicle my adventures. My adventures are not contained in a blog called "
Years ago the Manufacturers Hanover Bank put up a new building at the foot of the Battery and, knowing that in time a building would be put up behind it, the back of the building was solid brick. They put up a sign on this 25 story brick wall that was cleary visible from the BQE as well as visible to all boats entering the harbor. The sign said "NEW YORK IS NEW YORK IS THERE ANYWHERE ELSE. I moved to the Dominican Republic almost ten years ago, September7, 1999 to be exact, and up until the move I believed that with all my heart and soul. I was the ultimate NewYork City chauvinist.
One of my great pleasures these days when speaking to someone up north is to comment on how cold their weather and to mention that it has really been quite cold here in Santiago. I then add that it was so cold the previous night that we actually had to use two sheets. Hence the blog name.
Like Mike I am also a Poker player. More about that, later
Mike May's Adventures In Probability Management
as Mike so modestly named his but rather, "Two sheets on a cold night"Years ago the Manufacturers Hanover Bank put up a new building at the foot of the Battery and, knowing that in time a building would be put up behind it, the back of the building was solid brick. They put up a sign on this 25 story brick wall that was cleary visible from the BQE as well as visible to all boats entering the harbor. The sign said "NEW YORK IS NEW YORK IS THERE ANYWHERE ELSE. I moved to the Dominican Republic almost ten years ago, September7, 1999 to be exact, and up until the move I believed that with all my heart and soul. I was the ultimate NewYork City chauvinist.
One of my great pleasures these days when speaking to someone up north is to comment on how cold their weather and to mention that it has really been quite cold here in Santiago. I then add that it was so cold the previous night that we actually had to use two sheets. Hence the blog name.
Like Mike I am also a Poker player. More about that, later
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