Thursday, June 04, 2009

Too Much Time


Bemidji, Minnesota, 1975
"I've got too much time...
Too much time...
Too much time...
To be without love."

~Captain Beefheart


When we were younger, we always seemed to have time. Time to goof, time to talk, time to play cards. A zero-sum game, although for me, the final figure was always a negative number. A few of the guys had a knack for poker, some had a need. When it turned into a con game I would usually bow out. The wide-spread availability of casinos has turned card games from a social activity into something else- something professional, with high stakes, it's serious business. Of course nowadays the real gamblers are the bankers and hedge fund managers.

It seems that they forgot that they were playing with other peoples' money.

By Professor Batty



2 Comments:

Blogger Cellar Door said...

It's weird how there used to be more time. It's a conspiracy, I think.


Blogger Professor Batty said...

CD ~ there were days and days time, all summer long, and long winters nights with nothing to do but keep oneself amused...

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