The invention we need is a snap-on port protector with a hinge that will fit on various phone cases.

Potential problems with that include the edges of the protector catching on material inside your pockets, and also having to open it every time you want to charge your phone, which could be more tedious over time than just cleaning the port every few months.

On the phone charging issue. When the Verizon guy de-gunked my port, he also suggested a wireless charger. Might be an idea rather than getting the port replaced.

Naturally, I still haven't gotten around to finding one.

I'm currently using a wireless charger.
The downside is that it takes longer to charge. The hidden upside is that charging more slowly is better for the lifetime of the battery. Besides, I charge it when I sleep so I don't really care if it's slower.

But the main benefit of wireless charging is that it doesn't loosen up the port. The 2 phones I had before my current one, I ditched them because the port was too loose and I couldn't keep the wire well hooked. I was regularly taking 10-20 min just to find creative ways to keep the wire stable and well connected.

Nowadays, I only use a wire when I need a quick charge.

Same things about my last two girlfriends.

Lack of poker updates!

“How did you go bankrupt?” Bill asked.
“Two ways,” Mike said. “Gradually and then suddenly.”

-Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises

I've played five poker sessions since I last posted numbers: three awful losing sessions and two frustrating breakeven sessions. The casino floor is swarming with advantage slot players, and I've mostly broken even on the few slot plays I've found.

My funds and credit are running out. I didn't post about this because I was employing the denial stage of grief. I have since moved on past anger and into bargaining. If I can just hit something, a few good slot or poker sessions, I can turn this thing around.

Stick around and find out.

"Tight rolls are better for sushi than for poker."
- Me

Well spoken written.

I've decided that today will be an online tourney day—my first and enduring love in poker. I'm playing a bunch of freeroll sattys on ACR, trying to turn a toothpick into a lumberyard. Tonight, I'll play the two $11 Bosky tourneys. Those carry a big bonus for getting to the final table on both in the same night.

Sorry to hear that. Good luck in your next session!

Thanks. Completely my fault. Just like the time before that, and the time before that, and the time before that.

I mincashed the Boskys, but I also found a (virtual) bag for Day 2 of today's $50k gtd Dime, with mystery KO bounties ranging up to $5k, so we'll see.

I bailed on a bucket list classic movie today after 30 minutes: John Ford's The Searchers.

In it, John Wayne plays Ethan, a proud ex-Confederate soldier, in typical John Wayne fashion: as an authoritarian whenever he's in charge, and an iconoclast whenever someone else is trying to give the orders.

When our hero isn't busy berating his 1/8th Cherokee adopted nephew Martin for existing, calling him a halfbreed, and reminding him that he isn't really his nephew, Wayne's Ethan is tasked with roaming through director John Ford's beloved Monument Valley, between Utah and Arizona, looking for the "savage" Comanches (pronounced as Comanch in the movie) who massacred his brother's family and kidnapped his 9-year-old niece.

The Indians are headed by Scar, played by a blue-eyed, German-born Henry Brandon.



And it wasn't long before I was done with this movie. What I saw was beautiful to look at, and I wish I could have been around to tell the the writers to go **** themselves.