Blogger paralysis

Hey all,

I have absolutely nothing to write about.

Zip, nada, bubkiss.

Poker results are getting boring, no real news to tell ya about, no rants, no raves, no fiddle no faddle. No news or views, no glories or stories. Of battles won, under a setting sun, of innocence lost, of a line crossed. In the sand, in the air, no stories of a life unfair, or a pretty girl's stare. No sly inside jokes, no witty retorts, instead I find I must resort, to rhyming nonsense, to poetic chowmein, but to my faithful readers, I remain...

Yours truly,

M.L.

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