Drove to Gatwick yesterday, got to the Hotel in one piece and the BMW made it all the way without so much as a grumble. Grabbed a shuttle into Gatwick Airport and did the twilight checkin – was relived when the checkin lady politely informed me that there would be something like 2500 checking in Today to fly – woohoo, Twilight checkin all the way. Sleep.

Up this morning at the cocks crow, and off to the Airport – fuckin checkin staff told me to be early, I was in Departures by bloody 8.20am – no boarding until like 10am or something – I hate waiting, but I hate being late even more!! Tiny seat (don’t belive that crap they tell you on their website), nice staff, niceish food, I’ll be landing in 2 hours and then it’s immigration (am I the only one who finds that insulting), taxi to the Paris then off to the Rio to find Andy who I hear is still in a tournament, making his millions no doubt :) Hello Nevada Desert! See you all later.

Completely off topic (with regards to this blog), but just wanted to share with you all that I’m off to the Nevada desert come Sunday morning – off to lose a fortune no doubt, and to come back to dear old blighty burnt to a crisp.

In honor of this momentous occasion I thought I might whip up a kind of Poker personality (to scare off the competition of course) and here ‘he’ is the infamous ‘Ace Protagonist’ – let’s hope it works and I can use my psychology to get into their heads before my chip stack dwindles into oblivion. The boss is over in Vegas as we speak entering god knows how many tournaments, far more experienced and a much better poker player – you can catch him in the world series this year. Check out his site at Ice Diamond Poker, it’s well worth a quick read.

I’ll be updating this blog daily when I finally hit the Desert and hopefully have a few interesting stories to tell. Mmmm – Desert :)

I don’t normally comment on the current state of the UK, but this has really got me going. You know, these fat idiots (ever seen a light-weight lorry driver) get paid between £31k and £35k a year for driving a lorry full of fuel up and down our motorways. They want like £42k a year to deliver our fuel. It’s not like their protesting for fuel duty or the inordinate cost of fuel – just a bunch of greedy bastards. Holding dear old blightly to ransom for nought more than a hefty pay increase (far out of line with current inflation). Teachers and Nurses get paid less than these lazy gits.

Talk to a lorry driver – ‘it’s a dangerous job’ they’ll tell you ‘would you like to drive a bomb’? A bomb – what the hell are you on about, last time I checked you were driving down the M5 with complete disregard for the motorists around you, driving like absolute braindead idiot, reading a copy of the Sun, it’s not like you driving through Basra or down a street in Kandahar taking enemy fire is it? Although if your carry on like this you might very well be taking some sort of retaliation from the British public.

Sack them – there are a ton of unemployed people that would gladly do your ‘dangerous’ job, the UK has no sympathy for your reckless demands – hand out the P45’s, give a big 2 fingers to Brussles and the inevitable human-rights issues that will arise (because we all know you can’t sack anyone these days), and get some new, better, more committed staff in to do a job which you obviously have so much difficulty doing. Do what Giulani did in NY – mass sackings. Why should we have to put up with this shit?

My current residence is a lovely 600 year old flat based in a tiny little town called Tiverton. It seems that while I have been away, some drug – crazy scumbags have busted open my downstairs window and had their wicked way with my fair property. Quite a feeling it is wandering through the remains of your property when it feels as though your house was at ground zero in Hiroshima – stuff everywhere.

Not only were they idiotic enough to burgle my house, they were stupid enough to try and use my ’stolen’ credit card. They have since been arrested by the British transport police (and charged with something else in an entirely unrelated matter), and now they are to be arrested again charged with the burglary of my house amongst other things – last I heard the case had been passed to CID and they were excited at such a big catch. I hope they rot in prison – Bastards.