Easter

I freaking love Easter. Who doesn't love a holiday where it's nothing but candy and a great dinner made by your loving mother? Exactly.


And, I got to watch the Ten Commandments. Charlton Heston, you playing both Moses and the voice of God is a real treat. I seriously love you. I'm also a big fan of Moses. Not just for being Moses, but for believing in God and having so much faith to tackle Egypt all by himself (sort of.) And for not panicking about being lost in the desert for 40 years. But, Moses, you might have wanted to ask directions to the Holy Land.


And not to get all religious on you and crap, but I'm generally an optimistic person. I believe there is some form of divine being at work. I couldn't tell you if it's Jesus, or Allah, or Buddha or Vishnu or whatever. But I'm a believer in the moral ethics and standards set forth by most religions. Don't kill your neighbor, don't steal stuff, don't cheat on your wife, be kind to everybody, etc, etc.

What I'm NOT a fan of is the extremeists. Every religion has them. Christianity has the South and the evangelical TV shows, Islam has those crazy terrorists, Hinduism has folks who riot and turn cars upside down, Buddhism has those mixed-up guys who light themselves on fire.


What I think we need is a treuce. Between everyone. Quit hating on each other. Leave the gays alone. Quit blowing stuff up. Don't light yourself on fire. Suicide is NOT the way to go.

Quit taking yourselves so seriously, there's no proof that any of this is real anyway.


I'm a fan of proof. And also of faith. It took faith in my cards and faith in myself to make it this far. But I guess that's not really the same thing as putting your faith in a higher power who may or may not abandon you in the Sinai Desert. But it's kind of related. Slightly related. Okay, barely related.


And if Jesus rose from the dead, how do we know he's not a zombie? Because it's more than likely that he is. Don't get me wrong, I'm a fan of Jesus (who's actually a Jew-- he lives with his parents, runs the family business, and his mother thinks he's God's gift-- thank you for this insight, Robin Williams.) I'm a fan of all his miracles and his teachings to be nice to other human beings because really, we're all stuck on this planet together so we might as well get along.




We should all be nice to each other. EVERYBODY. (Except Jason Mizuta, who will ALWAYS suck out on you on the river no matter what cards he has, so you might as well just give him your chip stack before playing a hand and just quit while you're ahead.)




Anyway, sorry for the religious talk. I think that someone has to calm everyone down, it might as well be me.


I beat my sister and my mom at Wii today-- I don't know if I'm allowed to play ever again.


I'm getting nervous for the Championship. I haven't done anything poker-related in two days. I'm concerned that the more I worry about it, the more I'll stress and then I won't do well. But I'm concerned that if I practice or read or study too much I'll drive myself insane and I won't do well.

So I should avoid the extreme sides of the spectrum and mellow out. Practice and read a bit, and take breaks every so often.

But tomorrow it's back on schedule-- FOCUS.