Card Game of the day 04/02

This card game is called.. Whiskey

The aim of the game is to accumulate the highest total points based on the cards in hand at the end of each round, creating the best configurations of cards, similar to poker hands. Players will have the option to win through traditional poker hands or by having the highest total point value.

Setup

1. There can be 3 to 6 players.

2. The deck is a standard 52-card deck (no Jokers).

3. To start each player is dealt 4 cards face-down.

4. Players should have 25 betting chips or markers for betting rounds.

How Card are Valued.

All numbered cards from 2-10 retain their face value  from 2 through 10.

Other cards such as the Jacks, Queens, Kings are 10 points each.

Aces are 15 points each.

A players Total Hand Value is calculated by summing the point values of the individual cards.

Initial phase

1. Each player must put down some chips in the pot based on their hand. Players can either call, raise, or fold.

  

Next is the Draw Phase

- After the initial betting, players have the opportunity to either keep all 4 cards or exchange up to 2 cards for new ones from the deck.

#### Round 2: The Community Cards

1. **Flop**:

   - Three community cards are dealt face-up in the center.

   - Players can now utilize these cards to enhance their hands.

   

2. **Second Betting Round**:

   - Another round of betting occurs. Players can again call, raise, or fold. Players must now include the community cards in their hand during this betting round.

#### Round 3: The Turn

1. A fourth community card is dealt face-up.

  

2. **Third Betting Round**:

   - A new betting round takes place.

#### Round 4: The River

1. A fifth and final community card is dealt face-up.

  

2. **Final Betting Round**:

   - A last opportunity to bet occurs.

### Showdown

1. After all betting rounds are completed, players reveal their hands.

2. Players can use any combination of their 4 cards and the 5 community cards to form their best possible hand.

3. After the last betting round hands are compared. 

### Winning the Round

- The player with the most points wins the pot. 

### Variations

1. **Scoring**: Players can keep track of points per hand won for a series of rounds, with the first player to reach a predetermined score (e.g., 100 points) declared the overall winner.

2. **Bluffing**: Players may also engage in bluffing, trying to convince other players that they have good cards counting really high.

All in all this game is played like poker with a few exceptions.

Cow vs Goat

 In a lush, sun-drenched valley, there lived two notable characters: Betty Goat and Sista Cow. Both animals were beloved by the other residents of the valley, but each had her own distinctive offerings.

Betty Goat was a spirited and adventurous soul. Her milk, rich and tangy, was famous for its unique flavor and versatility. She could often be found at the edge of the mossy meadows, cheerfully promoting her delicious creations, from creamy cheeses to vibrant yogurts. "Come, come! Taste the joys of my goat’s milk! It's the perfect treat for the bold and brave!" she would call out to the gathering crowds.

On the other side of the valley, under the shade of a massive oak tree, stood Sista Cow. With her calm demeanor and gentle nature, she offered milk that was smooth and creamy, ideal for comforting dinners and delightful desserts. Every evening, her lush milk was transformed into rich ice creams and buttery spreads. "Gather 'round, my friends! Savor the warmth of my cow's milk. It brings comfort and nourishment to the heart!" she would softly invite the animals nearby.

As the seasons changed, an idea sparked in the minds of both Betty and Sista. They decided to hold a grand contest to see which milk product would reign supreme in the valley. They invited all the animals to participate and taste each offering. Excitement rippled through the valley as everyone prepared for the event, eager to see which milk would capture their hearts.

The day of the contest arrived, and both Betty and Sista set up their stalls, each brimming with delightful creations. The animals gathered round, eager to try both of their products. Betty had prepared spiced cheese and tangy yogurt, while Sista showcased her creamy milkshakes and smooth butter.

As the tasting began, the competition heated up. The adventurous young rabbits nibbled on Betty’s cheese, beaming with delight. However, the elder animals, like Grandma Tortoise and Grandpa Owl, gravitated toward Sista’s creamy milkshakes, reminiscing about their comforting flavors from years past. Each animal seemed to prefer different offerings, creating a lively buzz of debate.

But as time passed, it became clear that Sista Cow's warmth resonated deeply with the crowd. The animals spoke of the memories and feelings her products evoked, acting like a warm hug on a cold winter’s day. In contrast, while Betty's products were adventurous and exciting, they didn’t quite hold the same nostalgic charm.

After much tasting and deliberation, the animals returned to their homes with full bellies, but only one name echoed through the valley: Sista Cow. Her comforting and rich milk had captured more hearts and palates, instilling a sense of tradition and familiarity.

As the sun dipped behind the hills, casting a golden hue over the valley, Betty Goat sat beside Sista Cow, her competitive spirit dampened but her heart light. "You are the queen of this contest today, Sista," she said with a smile, a dash of envy tempered with respect. 

Sista Cow replied kindly, "It’s only the nature of our offerings, dear Betty. Your milk is special in its own way, but sometimes, the comfort of familiarity wins over adventure."

And so, as the night settled in, all the animals agreed on one thing: the essence of Sista Cow's milk brought them together, creating a bond that was hard to break. 

That is why Cows’ milk is more popular than Goats’ milk.

The Hunter and the Hunted: A Tale of Deceipt

Once upon a time, in a vibrant forest nestled between rolling hills, there lived three peculiar friends: Bredda Dawg, the loyal and brave protector of the woodland; Bredda Mouse, a clever and quick-witted little creature; and Bredda Snake, a sly and cunning charmer whose charm often masked his true intentions.

The forest was a harmonious place, each creature playing its part in the grand tapestry of life. Bredda Dawg roamed as the guardian, ensuring safety for all under his watchful eye. Bredda Mouse scurried about, gathering seeds and nuts, always quick to lend a helping hand with his sharp intellect. Bredda Snake, in contrast, was known for his deceitful tricks, often making others uneasy, yet he had a way of disguising his true self behind a smile.

One shimmering day, Bredda Snake was slithering through the forest when he hatched a devious plan. He was determined to fill his belly with a feast, and he set his sights on Bredda Dawg and Bredda Mouse. Knowing that the two were quite fond of friendly competitions, Bredda Snake devised a cunning game to lure them into his trap.

"Greetings, my friends!" hissed Bredda Snake, coil glistening in the sunlight. "I propose a challenge that will thrill and delight! Let us have a race to the Great Oak.  What say you, my friends?" Having said this Bredda Snake smiled and he true intentions were masked to Bredda Dawg and Bredda Mouse.

They were too excited by the prospect of a race, and Bredda Dawg and Bredda Mouse readily agreed, having no inkling of Bredda Snake’s ulterior motives. The three lined up at the foot of a beautiful flowering tree, ready to dash towards the towering Great Oak that stood on the horizon.

As the race commenced, Bredda Snake immediately took the lead, his sleek form gliding effortlessly through the underbrush. Bredda Mouse, being small and nimble, kept pace but struggled to outmatch Dawg’s strength and speed. Midway through the race, Bredda Snake, with a flick of his tail, created a diversion by rattling some nearby leaves.

"Look over there!" Bredda Snake exclaimed. "Isn’t that a big, juicy berry bush? I'm sure you both are tempted!" Bredda Mouse, ever the opportunist, stopped to catch a glimpse of the mentioned bush, while Bredda Dawg hesitated, sensing something amiss. But the idea of a treat was too seductive, and Dawg's hunger got the better of him.

As Dawg and Mouse lingered, Bredda Snake, with a sly grin, took the opportunity to hide just out of view while calling out to his friends. "You don’t want to fall behind! I’ll just get a head start. May the fastest one win!"

Bredda Mouse raced ahead, determined, while Bredda Dawg, caught up in the budding excitement, followed suit. Little did they know that Bredda Snake had coiled around the base of the Great Oak, and was waiting patiently for the opportune moment.

Upon reaching the tree, Mouse celebrated his arrival, claiming victory, but just as he turned to call Dawg, Bredda Snake struck. "Now that you all are here," he hissed with a chilling coolness, "the real challenge begins."

Before either could fathom his intent, Bredda Snake lunged, wrapping around Bredda Mouse, desperately trying to escape. Bredda Dawg jumped forward to save his friend, but Snake's coils were too tight. In a swift flick of his tail, Bredda Snake subdued the two. "You see, dear friends, your trust was your downfall. Now I shall feast! For you were thinking of friendship, while I thinking of dinner."

Bredda Mouse, in his final moments, exclaimed, “Oh dear Dawg, we were too easily duped! Always remember: wisdom is not just in being clever, it's in the company we keep.”

And so it was that Bredda Snake devoured Bredda Mouse whole, and despite Dawg’s brave attempts to save his companion, he too succumbed to the wicked charms of Bredda Snake, who eventually gorged upon him as well.

The forest remembers the tale, and it stands as a reminder that trust is a double-edged sword, sharp enough to cut through the bonds of friendship—until this day, even the fiercest beasts tread with caution where Bredda Snake still slithers, ever the trickster, lurking in the shadows of the vibrant woods.

Only in Jamaican 2

There are some things which are said in Jamaica that I am not sure is said anywhere else in any other English speaking country. 

One of these terms is "Sleeping Policeman." While every Jamaican understands this, I'm not sure any other English speaking countries do.

So to make a point, if you know what a sleeping policeman is, and  you are from a country other than Jamaican please state this below.

The Jamaican humming bird.

The Jamaican Hummingbird recognized as a national emblem, is a jewel all on its own. Jamaica is home to an incredible diversity of wildlife, with the Jamaican hummingbird standing out as one of the island's most captivating inhabitants. Among the 30 species of hummingbirds found in the Caribbean, Jamaica boasts the highest number of endemic species, with five unique varieties fluttering about the lush landscapes. One of the most notable species is the Jamaican mango (Anthracothorax mango), which is easily recognized by its striking iridescent plumage that can reflect shades of green, blue, and purple. These diminutive birds are not only a spectacle to behold but also play a critical role in the ecosystem as pollinators.

Jamaican hummingbirds are not only known for their vibrant colors but also for their remarkable flying abilities. They can beat their wings at an astonishing rate of up to 70 times per second, allowing them to hover in place and even fly backward—a feat that few birds can accomplish. Their rapid wing beats create a unique humming sound, from which they derive their name. These agile flyers require copious amounts of energy to sustain their high activity levels. To meet their nutritional needs, they primarily feed on nectar from flowers, utilizing their long, specialized bills to access the sugary resources while simultaneously facilitating cross-pollination of the plants they visit.

In addition to their ecological importance, Jamaican hummingbirds are integral to the cultural heritage of the island. They feature prominently in local folklore and are often associated with love, beauty, and agility. Conservation efforts are essential to ensuring the survival of these stunning birds, as habitat destruction and climate change pose significant threats. Protecting their natural environments is critical, not only for the hummingbirds but for the entire ecosystem, as these birds serve as indicators of environmental health. As more people become aware of their beauty and ecological significance, the hope is that the regal Jamaican hummingbird will continue to enchant and inspire future generations. 

Jamaican is officially a language

The Jamaican language, commonly known as Jamaican Patois or simply Patois, has undergone a fascinating evolution since its inception in the 17th century. Emerging from the interactions between English colonizers and African slaves, this creole language amalgamated elements of English, various African languages, and even some Spanish influences. Over the years, it has woven itself into the very fabric of Jamaican culture, serving as a vehicle for storytelling, music, and daily communication. However, the recent announcement that Jamaican Patois has been recognized as a translatable language on Google Translate left many, including myself, feeling a mix of surprise and skepticism regarding its linguistic validity.

I was shocked today when I looked on Google and found out that Jamaican is now listed as a language that can be translated. It raises fundamental questions about the criteria we use to define a language versus a dialect or broken language. Traditionally viewed as an informal way of speaking English, many speakers have fought for recognition of Patois as a legitimate language deserving of respect and proper documentation. However, the idea that it now needs a translation tool can feel a bit paradoxical. When did the so-called "broken language" of Patois become recognized to such an extent that its complexities require technology to bridge understanding? While some may view this listing as a victory for linguistic diversity, others see it as a superficial acknowledgment that fails to capture the depth and richness of Patois.

The audacity of Google to list Jamaican Patois as a translatable language suggests a growing acceptance and validation of what has long been marginalized. Many linguists and advocates for the language have worked tirelessly to document and enhance its prestige, and Google’s inclusion could ignite a wider appreciation for its cultural significance. Yet, it also highlights a continuing tension between traditional linguistic hierarchies and the evolving dynamics of language use today. Recognizing Jamaican Patois for its unique structure and style marks a considerable step, but it poses the challenge of ensuring that this recognition is not merely tokenistic—promising to uphold the vibrancy of a language that has so much to offer.

From the devil was a bway in Jamaica

 When you talk about businesses in Jamaica that have been holding it down for ages, there are a few names that come to mind. These companies have been around since the devil was a boy, through thick and thin, shaping the landscape of Jamaican commerce and culture.

GraceKennedy is one big name in the game. Founded in 1922, this food distribution giant has been a staple in Jamaican kitchens for generations. From the famous Grace corned beef to their range of seasonings and sauces, you can find their products in almost every household. They’ve weathered many storms—both literally and figuratively—and still stand tall.

Then there’s Jamaican National Building Society (JNBS), which has been helping Jamaicans save and invest since 1877. This institution has played a key role in providing financial services and home loans, making dreams of home ownership a reality for many. They have been a constant source of support, proving that good things last over time.

Let's not forget the iconic juice company Tropicana, known for its juices and beverages. Although Tropicana itself is an international brand, its presence in Jamaica has been significant for decades. Many people grew up sipping their delicious drinks, making them a beloved household name.

And let’s not forget about Red Stripe. Born in the 1920s, this beer brand has become a cultural icon over the years. With its laid-back vibe and catchy marketing, it's been a go-to drink at parties and gatherings—truly a part of Jamaican life!

So there you have it—companies that have been around longer than most could imagine, contributing to the fabric of Jamaican society and proving that some things are just built to last. From foods to finances, these organizations are a testament to resilience and the Jamaican spirit, making them pillars in their respective industries.

How Jamaicans say Goodbye without saying bye.

I have listed a few of the ways in which Jamaicans say Good Bye without actually using the words bye.

If you think of any that I have not listed, please jot it below.

1.  Likkel More
2. In d latas
3. in d morrows
4. Movements
5. Lata
6. mi nuh deh yah
7. mi gawn
8. walk good
9. mi ah cut
10. si yuh when mi si yuh
11. tek weh miself

Jamaican furniture (funny) names

 Since leaving the island many years ago I have not heard these names mentioned concerning furniture in my home.

What are some of the names of furniture that you used to have as a child but it is not mentioned where you are now?

Let me start:

The watnot - 

The breakfront - 

The Buff-et -  although this word may be french and the E-T and the may be pronounced "long A", the Jamaicans pronounced this et...let let. Hence this was called the Buff-et.

This was usually a piece of furnitute which had crockery on display in the home.

The 4th phase of chess

 Most chess players know that there are three main phases in chess: the Opening, the Middlegame, and the Endgame. But few are aware of a hidden fourth phase known as the After Game. This phase remains largely unknown because it never gained popularity—most players don’t want to risk losing after delivering a checkmate, so it simply didn’t catch on.

Newer players sometimes stumble upon it, often comparing it to checkers without fully understanding what they’re suggesting. Yet, for those curious enough to explore, the After Game offers an intriguing twist on traditional chess. Here’s how it works:

What is the After Game?

The After Game is an optional extension of chess that continues after checkmate. .

How to Start an After Game

Before the match begins, players must agree on whether the game will include the After Game phase. This agreement must be mutual—both players need to be willing to continue the battle beyond checkmate.

How It Works

1. Who Moves First?
   After delivering a checkmate, the winning player moves first in the After Game.
   
   

2. Rules and Movements
   All standard chess rules apply, with one key exception: Kings are now just regular pieces. They lose their royal status and can be captured like any other piece and removed from the board. There is no check in the After Game.
   
   

3. Objective
   The goal is no longer about checkmating the King but about clearing the board of all your opponent’s pieces. As imagined in some instances this may not be possible; which is a draw of the after game.
   
   

Why Play the After Game?

The After Game introduces a new layer of strategy and prolongs the excitement of the match. It also tests a player’s ability to convert an advantage into complete dominance on the board.

Final Thoughts

While the After Game is unconventional, it provides a fresh perspective especially for those who have become bored with traditional chess. So next time you sit down for a match, consider asking, “Does this game feature an After Game?” You might just find a new way to challenge yourself.

Why blog- in a video-driven world?

In an age dominated by TikTok clips, YouTube tutorials, and Instagram reels, it’s easy to assume that the written word is becoming obsolete. Yet, amid this vibrant video culture, blogs continue to hold a significant place in the digital landscape. Why? Because even as video takes center stage, there remains a loyal audience that finds comfort, depth, and engagement in the simplicity of written text.

Reading is not just about absorbing information—it’s a mental workout. When you read, you engage your imagination, enhance comprehension, and exercise critical thinking. Studies have shown that reading activates more parts of the brain compared to watching videos, which tend to present information in a more passive manner. In a world constantly vying for our attention, the act of reading allows for focused, uninterrupted thought—a rarity in today’s fast-paced, swipe-happy culture.

Imagine being in a crowded waiting room or commuting on public transport. While videos demand your eyes, ears, and full attention, text offers a more flexible consumption method. You can read at your own pace, pause for reflection, or revisit a paragraph without having to rewind. This control over the flow of information is something video simply can’t replicate.

Just as television didn’t completely kill the radio, video hasn’t entirely replaced text. For some, the bombardment of flashy visuals, rapid edits, and background music is overwhelming. They crave the quiet, thoughtful engagement that reading provides. There’s also a sense of nostalgia linked to reading—like curling up with a good book—that video can’t replicate.

In a digital world of 30-second sound bites and fast-moving trends, blogs provide a sanctuary for long-form, nuanced discussions. They offer context, depth, and detail that are often sacrificed in short video formats. For those seeking to understand complex topics or engage in reflective thought, blogs remain unparalleled.

It’s easy to fall into the mindset that video and blogs are in competition. In reality, they complement each other. Videos are excellent for quick how-to or demonstrations, but blogs are ideal for in-depth analysis, storytelling, and thought leadership. They cater to different moments and moods, proving that one doesn’t necessarily replace the other.

The assumption that “once you go video, you don’t go back” doesn’t account for the diverse ways people consume content. Just as radio found new life through podcasts, blogs are evolving with changing times. They continue to adapt through integration with social media, email newsletters, and even audio versions for on-the-go listeners.

In a world dominated by video, the need for blogs persists because there are still those who crave the power of words, the engagement of thought, and the simplicity of reading. As long as there are thinkers, dreamers, and readers, the written word will never go out of style.

So, while video continues to shine, let’s not forget the enduring power of blogs—a testament to the timeless appeal of the written word.

 

Slaughter a song?

 

Have you ever heard or read the correct lyrics to a song and it just blew you away because of what was typically said? Because all your life you thought it was one thing and now you realize that it is completely different.

I'll start.

There was a famous Christmas song. Feliz Navidad - sung by Jose feliciano

More many years as a child we sung  "Police a wi God" thinking we were singin the lyrics of the song.

We did not know spanish and what were were singing really sounded like it.

Another is Glasshouse sung by Peter Tosh

We used to sing  "If you live a glass house don't throw stones, and if you can't take those then you don't throw those."

Again sounded much like what was actually sung. We only missed the word blows but nevertheless this is what we thought.

"If you live a glass house don't throw stones, and if you can't take blows then you don't throw blows."

Drop the link of a song that you slaughtered below. 

Jamaican's don't know it

 In Jamaica most everyone is black, i.e. have dark toned skin.

As contradictory as it may sound, the Jamaican people generally don't love their color. They prefer to be of a lighter complexion.

Consequently why there is a song about "browning" by renown Reggae Artist Buju Banton. However there was a rebellion by the darker toned skin women and Buju Banton made another song about :black women"

Talk about lack of exposure. 

Growing up I did not know that all :shh was the same. I thought the lighter your skin the lighter the color of you shhh would be.

Despite the Junirr Reid song, that we are all one blood, and maybe the insides were different I thought.

You can't imagine my surprise when I found out that all shhh is the same color.

What erroneous views did you have as a child, jot it below.

A word to the wise is sufficient

 

Have you ever heard a wise counsel that you used to change your life?

Take the time to jot them here.

I will start with a few of the ones I used to change my life.

1) Avoid anything or anyone that is harmful to your health or well being.

2) I will take a conscious effort to direct my life in the direction I want to go, and not just drift along with the current of life.

How to make your blog viral.

These are the most talked about topics that I could find.

Just mention all of these. You are bound to get some clicks.

 1. COVID-19 pandemic and related issues such as vaccines, outbreaks, and government responses

2. Politics, including elections, political figures, and policies

3. Pop culture, including celebrities, movies, TV shows, and music

4. Social justice and activism, including racial and gender equality, inclusivity, and current events related to discrimination, human rights, and equality.

Tales from the dark side of Jamaica

Ethan grew up in a small rural town in the north of the island, where the weight of expectations pressed heavily on his shoulders. From a young age, he was taught to follow the path laid out for him: be strong, marry a woman, and carry on the family name.

When he turned 19 however, he moved to the city for work and better growth opportunities. Sine his income was scarce he decided to share a little apartment with an older coworker, Marcus. 

Ethan admired Marcus’s confidence and independence; qualities he lacked but secretly yearned for. Having the young man in his care, Marcus showered Ethan with kindness, Marcus’s kindness filled the void of affection Ethan that Erhan had somehow missed, since he was no longer around family.

One night, after a particularly hard day at work, Ethan sought comfort from Marcus. Ethan was confused and vulnerable but found solace in the warmth of Marcus’s embrace. It felt like safety but also stirred a deep conflict within him.

This was only the beginning of a life of conflict for Ethan. Strangers hurled insults, and Ethan’s world shrank into a suffocating bubble of shame and isolation. Rumors spread quickly when others noticed how extremely close Marcus and Ethan seemed. The rumors then reached Ethan's family and rather than confront him, they disowned him, blaming Marcus for “corrupting” their family member. 

Ethan wasn’t sure if his feelings for Marcus were love or a desperate attempt to find belonging in a world that had turned its back on him. He felt trapped, not by Marcus but by the labels and judgments forced upon him.

He longed for freedom—not from Marcus, but from the expectations and hatred that had stolen his chance to discover who he truly was.