Oh Well.....

....Tableside computer's going bye bye. So it would seem that this blog is as well.
Maybe next time!

Witness Protection?

Somebody requested golf on the TV behind me. Tiger's back in action so now everyone's interested in golf.
When one of the players heard the word "golf", he asked if we were going to see Director of Poker Ops Rick Cloward playing (the Bike's annual golf event is going on nearby as I write this).
"No", the unidentified-for-his-own-protection floorman said. "That's on the Comedy Channel!"

Am I THAT Transparent?

Bakul is one of the original Omaha guys.He used to be wild and crazy....now he's sort of half-wild and half-crazy.
Well, we're in a hand together...with one hitch-hiker. The flop is 7,T,K with two diamonds.
I have flopped bottom set and and a queen-high diamond draw.
I bet out, Steve calls, and Bakul raises. I'm not liking my hand that much but I'm not going anywhere. Remember: He's still (at least) half-crazy.
The turn diamond brings a third diamond. I check and, when Bakul makes a continuation bet, Steve and I call.
The river doesn't pair the board. Bakul bets and I call.
"Your queen is good.", I hear.
"How can I play with guys who read me that well?", was all I could say.

Gotta love Table 30.

Sports On TV

So I'm sitting here in seat 8 (but you're not surprised by that) and A.P. "Al" is watching the TV behind me with this look on his face. He seems intent on the action.
"Wow!", he exclaims. (Now, I'm really wondering what sport he's watching.)

"She only missed the bid by $83....and won both Showdown prizes."
The Price is Frickin' Right??
I LOVE Table 30! (Does Bob Barker play Omaha?:-)

"I Am A Lucky Player...."

Who, among us, hasn't heard Mike "The Mad Genius of Poker" Caro's mantra?
"I am a lucky player", Mike would end each of his seminars, " A positive winning force surrounds me!"
He'd get his students chanting this over and over. (I drank some of that Koolaid. And, regardless of my belief whether chanting really helps, I'm certain that attending these seminars made me a better player.)
Well , our loving boss, RiksaJr, put Mike's mantra to the test this morning.
"You just need to feel like you're going to win", he announced, "and you will. Its all about attitude."
Well, as of this moment, Rik's going to have to keep his day job....at least for awhile.
He spewed off a few stacks and retired to Poker HQ to rewrite chapter 1 of his new book, "Badugi Houser, M.D."

Hoisted By My Own Petard (sp?)

I just either
a. got out-played by someone who shouldn't out-play me
or
b. out-played myself
It was probably a bit of both but a lesser player would've won the pot.
Oh well....let's just call it 'an investment'.
(....and, before I could finish the paragraph, the chips come home to roost).

Nope. I'm not going to describe the hand in detail...just the feeling that my old friend Doc used to call "ears rushing forward" (poker equivalent of blushing).
I laid down the winner due to someone overplaying their underfullhouse (tm).
And so it goes.

Albert Einstein: A Modern Fable

When Albert Einstein died, he was met at the pearly gates by none other than St Peter hisownself.
"So glad to have you here, Dr. Einstein. We've been looking forward to this meeting for a long time."
"I must apologize, however, that the mansion where you will spend eternity is not quite finished and you will need to spend a few days with some other gentlemen. But they're all very nice", said St Peter. "I'm certain you'll have a very nice time."
"Not a problem", Einstein told him. "Let's go meet them".

So St Peter sheperded the good doctor into the common room of a very quaint condo.
Einstein went up to the first stranger. "Hi, my name is Albert Einstein. What's your IQ?"
"One hundred sixty-eight", said the stranger.
"Very good", said Einstein. "We'll be able to talk about particle physics, faster than light travel, relativity...we'll have a grand old time."
And Einstein went over to the second man.
"Hello, my name is Albert Einstein. What's your IQ?"
"141", said the man.
"Wonderful!", said Einstein. "We can discuss the Renaissance, the great works of Shakespeare....this will be a very nice time."
Then Einstein got up and went over to Stranger #3.
"Hello, my name is Albert Einstein. What's your IQ?"
"Duh....I really don't know", struggled the man. "Somebody once said it was.....umm... around seventy."
Einstein was puzzled.
"I'm not sure we have anything in common to talk about, my friend. Could you tell me a little about yourself?"
"Umm....well...uh....right before my heart attack, I had just....umm.... lost with Ace-Ace Deuce Trey double-suited...."