Saturday, February 19, 2011

When Chess Is Addictive

The game is addictive when one becomes married to the game and there's no getting away from it the game no matter how much you try. Try to walk away from the game only to discover that you can't. The thrill to get that next hit is a memory that won't let you walk away. Just walk. Well you can't. And when you lose game after game you keep saying that you can get back on track except it doesn't happen. Depression wears into you and there's no end in sight. Is there a game addiction therapy self help? I never heard of it. If there is I don't think anyone would take it serious. To tell you the truth I just made this whole thing up. Go ahead get addicted to the game it can never kill you you can just get a life and play on line chess and never mind the traffic rush just stay home and play! Now that I discovered it this on line game there is no such thing as being house bound anymore. Just play at home you will never be alone.

Friday, February 18, 2011

Pit Bulls Don't Play Chess


Now may you ask what is this fierce looking pit bull doing in my blog? What does a pit bull have to do with chess? If such an animal could play chess he would have said okay so my opponent is bigger and as fierce and terrible as can be but I'm going at it I don't care win or lose I'm going full bore a fight is what I want and a bite is what is always in my sight all comers all opponents coming my way is fair game. I'm just imagining what a pit bull is thinking when he goes on the attack and is not afraid of his opponent subdue your opponent before he or she can prepare his like lightning speed etc. you get the picture. Of all the tons of overlay and negativity like I said a player waits for the moment the reason for the addiction to whatever endeavor, sport, game or subject... when the zone comes around and no one knows just when it will come around high heaven, nirvana or the reasons for staying with the game is known. The zone arrives. All the wrongs in any activity chosen have turned to rights. Yes it happened this early morning I upset three higher rated players in chess boosting a tiny bit my ratings. This is the reason for why to keep playing sometimes when all looks lost. This blog might be better called hate to lose love to win. That's a good title. I've never heard of one like that until I just made it up.

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Dragon Lady


My opponents come at me like dragons they are all out to get me. By they way I drew and designed this dragon. Does my memory elude me? Are us older people accountable for memory lost all I ask is that this design of what I insist is mine be mine. Yes I drew it and designed it.

Anyway my last opponent said something in the chat box provided during my game as he resigned but I said it could be trash talking a ploy to distract and I was playing under duress as it was my leg at a discomfort and the stress of the game was causing my eyes and tears to well up. After my win I cut and ran my recovery from my wounds will be restored. It's raining outside a perfect way to spend my time indoors once I can recover from my discomforts. I'm reminded of the war stories from the returning Vietnam Veterans who were there at the war in Vietnam. The mind games in both chess and Vietnam must have had something similar. I'm going to recoup. And by the way watch out for the dragon it comes to kill you. You must kill it first.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

What About The Game?

In my blog I cover the game of recreational chess. You might even say I enjoy the benefit of the delusions of grandeur and no I didn't say suffer. Seriously speaking I do play for the win and yes I do suffer not from my beliefs of being a great player but I suffer from each and every lost. Did I tell you I am a body builder? Now what does this have to do with chess? Nothing. It has nothing to do with chess. Oh sure a good chess player just doesn't play chess and nothing else in between. Anyhow I am very tired lost a series of chess games but my drawing of myself as a body builder takes away the pain of losing.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Still Playing The Game Needs Better Account

The caffeine effect is another story don't know if I'm working out in my games with this legal drug but physically I am doing the road work with my bicycle can't say I'm concentrating on the game but make no doubt I do need to get back into physical shape even if it means it is making me too weary to concentrate on chess. Ten minutes ago I took two caffeine pills. Will this help me play a better game of chess? Watch me. It doesn't always perform miracle results. But let us see what it does this time. I'm waiting for that buzz before I begin a rated game. I shall return with the results.

I ought to conclude this post. A moment or two before my concentration can kick in if at all. As of this moment it hasn't. But I will report my results shortly. Until we meet again.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Art Can Cure A Chess Lost


Earlier in the week I lost two games in a row to the same person. Now you know why I get so nervous because when I did lose I felt so God awful like the painting illustrated in Picasso's Dora Maar Au Chat who looks all distorted yet the picture is worth in or around close to one hundred million dollars. Now this picture of mine I drew to an artistic approach makes me feel better I like this portrait of this picture I have named myself Asian Girl With Golden Hair seen in my other blog It Never Takes A Genius. It has no monetary value and no I don't compare it with the Mona Lisa which also cannot be bought. You mean this picture I drew has something in common with The Mona Lisa? Gee I'm only a beginner when it comes to drawing and by the way this time I used oil not only marker pens. The skin tone by use of oil makes this picture look more natural. So there you have it this is what to do when suffering a terrible chess lost. Just look at art work of a beautiful woman (Asian is good to go) and don't buy that picture of Picasso's ugly girlfriend it cost way too much and can make you more depressed it is so ugly in my opinion at least.