Poker and WWdN

Over the last couple weeks, in particular this week, I have been playing on Wil Wheaton's weekly tournament. They have changed day of the week since that link, but if you are a pokerstars player, you can usually find them on Tuesday and Thursday nights.

Anyway, I played the last couple weeks and have had a great time. The concept of the tournament is to provide a place for both bloggers and readers of poker blogs to play poker together and have fun. And in particular, having fun is what it is all about. I am a poker player of medium skill, which to me means I know generally what I am doing, but know that I have a long ways to go. I do win occasionally and manage in the money often enough, but realise that there is a long way to go. ;-)

Wil's tournament is different that most in that the group is friendly and it is more like a home game than your traditional online game. The entry price is low enough to not be a huge issue and the game usually feels like it is not about the money, but rather about the enjoyment of playing a game with a bunch of friends.

Regardless of your level of play, if you are a poker fan and have an account at pokerstars, it is worth the effort to make the next WWdN tournament and have a good time.

Welcome

Although I have done some minor blogging before, I decided that if I wanted to get into it a little more, I would have to use a more mainstream site. Once that decision had been made, the hard decision remaining was to find out an appropriate name for the site.

Of course at this point, I had a complete lack of imagination and after staring at my computer screen for several minutes, I had an idea. I went to my google home page, turned on the word of the day and I was presented with a word that appeared very appropriate:

Susurration \soo-suh-RAY-shun\, noun:
A whispering sound; a soft murmur.

. . . the soft susurration of the wind through a stand of whistling thorn.
--Ann Jones, "Kenya on horseback," Town & Country, August 1, 1994

Across the road I can make out the grassy park that runs along the sand and hear, in the distance, the steady susurration of the Atlantic Ocean.
--Michael Dirda, "Excursions," Washington Post, January 2, 2000

There was the predictable noise of offence being taken on the Conservative side of the House. But it was low and muted, a mild susurration in the backwoods rather than an outraged gust of anger.
--Andrew Marr, "Making a prime minister of the President," Independent, March 30, 1994

This place will be my soft whispering for anyone who cares to listen. We'll see where that leads us as I try to experience this adventure called blogging.