There aren’t very many good Slot Gacor Hari Ini novels. Probably the one I’ve enjoyed the most is Jesse May’s Shut Up and Deal, which is pretty entertaining.
During last year’s National Novel Writing Month, a couple people wrote novels about poker. The only one I could find online is Joseph Hart’s Monday Night Poker. It’s better than many of the other NaNoWriMo novels I’ve seen although frustratingly it doesn’t have an ending posted.
spring festival fever
Springtime in Austin is my favorite time of year. With it comes leisurely weekends of attending festivals, listening to music and drinking exceptional quantities of Lone Star.
Last weekend I went to the Firewheel Festival, which was a good time although somewhat sparsely attended. This weekend is the Marley Festival which I’ll be at on Saturday. This weekend there’s also Bengali New Year and the Old Settler’s Music Festival.
Next weekend is Eeyore’s Birthday where I’ll be volunteering in the beer tent. Next weekend also brings the Italian Chalk Art Festival, the Red Poppy Festival in Georgetown featuring dozens of Corvettes, and Austin ParksFest .
May highlights include the Old Pecan Street Festival, O’Henry Pun-Off, Cinco de Mayo Music Festival, 101X Springfest, and the Texas Greek Festival (now being billed as “My Big Fat Texas Greek Festival” — evidently they want to promote Greek culture and heritage in the tackiest way possible).
Springtime festival fun is fully upon us! So get out, get some sun… and let the good times roll.
other people’s stories
I’ve really been enjoying Other People’s Stories since I first came across it a few months ago.
Every story on OPS is a story a contributor heard from someone else. These stories have been overheard and misheard, told and re-told and sometimes refined over time. They do not shy from hearsay, gossip, myth or guys we knew in high school.
now that’s education
New Brazilian method for teaching math to pre-schoolers: take them to the horsetrack and let them bet.
The Little Mermie, who is 3 and a half, also made a point to collect her bets immediately at the restaurant cashier, all by herself, to the astonishment of all around. She came home with her pockets clinking with a grand total of R$12, to be squandared in lollipops and candy.
I doubt this radical yet apparently effective schooling method will be adopted in the U.S. anytime soon. Although when I was going to school in Australia, every Melbourne Cup the whole school would stop classes while the race was being run; it would be broadcast on the school PA system, and just about every teacher in my school would run a little $1 or $2 per student pool for their classroom. No illusion about it being a math lesson, though; it was just straight-up action.