Real Life On Hold - these are the adventures of California native Travis Emmel, as he takes time off from the rat race to travel and see the world.

Journal Entries


Tuesday, January 29, 2008

I played poker with Ozzy Osbourne last night. Ok, not really, but I did play with a fat, drunk guy with an accent who kept slurring while yelling at his wife, Sharon, from across the table.


Saturday, January 26, 2008

I'm currently waiting out the final ticks of the clock before heading over to drop off a check and pick up the keys to my new place. I managed to score a two-bedroom house just south of The Strip. Should work out pretty well, commute to the office will be about 15 minutes or less, depending on traffic.

It's only been a couple days, but I already feel like I've assimilated myself as a Vegas local. Friday night came and went and I had no desire to go out to The Strip. Walking through the Wynn, my steps were not quite as light as they are when I'm vacationing out here. And spending time off-strip has left me with feelings of a town deserted. It's almost like the city was built and then half of its residents moved away (or never showed up). The stores are empty, the parking lots vacant, save for the occasional auto and, according to statistics, 40,000 homes sit empty. The eeriness that prevails is compounded by the newness of everything.

Perhaps all that is just a metaphor for the city; a place where ten year old buildings are ancient, people come and go with alarming regularity and life is but a surreal illusion. For the next 2 months, this is my home.

Going Pro - Sort of

Monday, January 14, 2008

The holidays have passed which means I'm free to roam again for a bit. As alluded to previously, the next destination on the world tour will be to spend a couple months in Las Vegas. While there, I will pretend to live out the fantasy of recreational poker players everywhere and assume the role of 'Professional Poker Player.'

First things first - allow me to alleviate any fears that you (my friends and family) may have regarding this little adventure. For starters, I will be limiting myself to a set amount of money; if/when that's gone, I throw in the towel. Period. Secondly, I have no illusions of doing this for the rest of my life or making a boatload of money. Rather, it's simply something that I want to say I did - living out a dream (at least for 1-2 months).

Finally, if you are interested in reading about my poker adventures, they can be found here: That blog will cover only stories from the tables and probably won't be too interesting to those of you who don't play. Fear not, all the remaining adventures will continue to be posted here.

More Craigslist Goodness

Tuesday, January 08, 2008

Soundtrack of my life.

A Crappy Place to Write

Saturday, January 05, 2008

Welcome to 2008, everyone.  I'm sure you've noticed the lack of writing over the past couple of weeks and I would like to offer up an explanation.  You see, with the holiday season upon us, I've been spending a lot of time in Hemet; a situation that treats creative genius much like a baby treats a diaper.


Sure, at first glance, the answer seems obvious: with little to do in Hemet, what the hell would I write about?  A possibility, yes, but I don't think that's the real reason.  Instead, I'd like to propose that the opportunity cost of being creative in Hemet is simply too low.  When I was in New York and opted to sit down with a pen and paper, I was choosing to forego all that the city had to offer for an afternoon with my thoughts (or giving false hope to Craigslist perverts, as was more often the case).  In Hemet, I give up nothing; unless you can quantify being cougar bait at the local watering hole.


So, there it is.  Look for some interesting content in the coming month(s).  I'll be moving out to Vegas in a couple weeks (more on that soon) which should provide plenty of inspiring fodder.

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