Monthly Archives: April 2003
Tuesday, April 29, 2003
I had a major run in with a player on my third down. The game was $30-$60 Holdem. M.D. was in the 10s and he’s a steamer, I’ve dealt to him before. Tom, the $75-$150 Stud player from the last … Continue reading
Monday, April 28, 2003
Me and my big mouth. In the previous post, I stated that the room was quiet. That statement got blown all to hell when I walked into the room last night. I started my night on Table 29, a $1-$5 … Continue reading
Sunday, April 27, 2003
I have a very definite opinion on tournaments and jackpots. They kill the live action. Lots of you would disagree with me but that’s ok. Yes, tournaments bring in players and help build business…so do jackpots. But when they are … Continue reading
The Day That Poker Came To Town
Sandy’s day started with a good morning kiss and “Hi, honey!” She married her high school sweetheart, Gary, and they were living happily ever after. Each day was filled with the events of small town affairs. Gary owned the General … Continue reading
Tuesday, April 22, 2003
Hershel…he’d a vewy, vewy, funny guy! He’s got a raspy, throaty voice, and barks out commands as if he were the dictator of Earth. He plays Pot Limit Omaha, Limit Mixed Games, and probably lots of other games that most … Continue reading
Monday, April 21, 2003
Mike D. or ‘Israeli Mike’ as he’s known in the poker world, is a subject of more than one post in the Diary. When he first started playing at the Mirage, he appeared to be happy and friendly. Time passed … Continue reading
Sunday, April 20, 2003
You would think that since Bellagio’s Tournament is over, the room would slow down a little. Not even close. It’s impossible to even spread enough games and have enough dealers to handle everyone that walks through the door. Our 30 … Continue reading
Thursday, April 17, 2003
A little history is in order here. In October of last year, I posted about a bad exchange I’d been having with Cuckoo. Everything seems to resolve itself, one way or another. In December, he was standing in the high … Continue reading
Wednesday, April 16, 2003
I started my night in an unfriendly, little $300-$600 Mixed Game on table 1. I announced, “Time pot!” as I planted my tush in the dealer’s chair, checked the game plaque so I knew what I was dealing, pushed the … Continue reading
Tuesday, April 15, 2003
I always pride myself on being a good dealer, for a lot of reasons, not just pushing the pot and reading the hands, but being aware of body language and what’s going on around me along with great mechanical skills … Continue reading
