Life of a Degenerate Gambler

The Red Red Dirt of New Mexico

     On  September 2nd  2011 just past the finish line in the mountains of New Mexico, one man’s life was changed forever. As the horses galloped out past the wire, after the sixth race at Ruidoso Downs, Jacky Martin’s mount, Phire Power broke down. Jacky fell from his mount and sustained injuries to his neck.  He is one …

A word about Sweaty Horses

       I’m siting in my gamblers paradise (Aptly named by a friend of mine) this morning, watching TVG (Horse racing T.V. Supreme) and the big news story this morning is trying to get all the United States race tracks to start recording their coverage in high definition. According to TVG there are about …

That Ruckus in San Diego

What’s more fun on a Saturday night in San Diego than pushing a half dead Subaru through hordes of Padre’s fan’s after a day at the race track? While the drunks of San Diego heckle yours truly?  Drill  A two day trip to San Diego should not be filled with this much adventure. …

The Great Race Place

     There is a perfect place to spend a glorious spring day. Santa Anita Park beckons me every spring with the sound of hoof beats and the colors of the sprightly jockey’s rainbow silks. In March or April, you can find me leaning against the white railing at the track cheering on limber thoroughbred race …

Are we there yet?

Its just around the corner. We’re almost at the summit. Just ten more minutes of hiking.We’re almost there.Its just around the next corner.This is what hiking with Alicia is like. But you know what? Its okay. I like it. She’s my drill Sergent and lets face it, my ass isn’t getting any smaller. Which is …