I just played my first-ever technically perfect game using my BGBlitz analytical trainer, an event so out of the scope of the norm for me, it’s rather like planting flowers in my back yard and discovering a T-Rex fossil.
Obviously, I’m using up all of my good, smart, thoughtful play ahead of tonight’s kick-off of the Dallas Backgammon League‘s 2020 tournament season, and will play like utter trash this evening.
It’s been a couple of weeks since I posted my last backgammon update (“bupdate”?), and seeing-off 2019 is the perfect excuse to crank one out. I’ve been busy, just as I’m sure most of you have, with the Holidays and the usual closing-out-the-year madness, but haven’t neglected the game. Because, priorities.
I think I’ll lead by stealing a super-lazy idea from the press: the end-of-the-year recap:
On January 1, I will have been:
Playing backgammon for eight months
Playing Daily Gammon for seven-and-a-half months
Been serious about learning for five months
Been playing with a doubling cube for four months
Been playing live tournaments with a League for two months
Today, as of this writing, I have a synchronistic 2002 games under my belt on Daily Gammon and my stats look like this:
After my last blog post, I was asked what books I’d purchased (read or in the queue to read), and I thought… BLOG MATERIAL!
Here’s my current list. I’ll add links wherever I can. Don’t worry— they’re not “affiliate” links, trying to sell you something, and I don’t earn a cut. If I link to a book, the link will deliver you to Goodreads (where I keep a queue of “want to read” books) so you can check the crowd-sourced reviews.
The “books” are mainly of the digital sort. I read a lot, and I keep a very active Kindle, but the digital backgammon books I’ve purchased have all come through Apple’s iBooks.…
This is what DailyGammon looks like while waiting to pick C up from arts magnet school and tween-taxi her on to arts magnet after-school. And, yes, that’s a lot of art.
The little dude hanging from the rearview mirror I cleverly call, “Little Dude.” I picked him up last summer from Marie Laveau’s House of Voodoo in New Orleans.
New Orleans was on the opening leg of our Epic Nonsense Tour of 2018, a 5,300+ mile / 8,500+ km giant circle of road-tripping. Part of it was my wanting to introduce C to blues roots and jazz culture (stops in New Orleans, Nashville, and Memphis); part of it was B wanting to see some Southern charm (stops in Savanah, and Charleston); part of it was reliving some of my university sailing/drinking days (stops in Thibodaux, and Navarre); part of it was for fun (stops in Orlando, and Virginia Beach); and all of it was for memory-making.…