It’s beginning to feel a lot like…

I got lost or something. I do remember Christmas and New Year and all the insanity fun in between though. I keep trying to outrun time and life and I’m losing the battle.

This last week I’ve jumped into $50 Freerolls on Carbon Poker.  I’d like to tell ya that PokerWorks has a download link to the site but it just ain’t so.  It has to do with online poker sites that may not be in line with the U.S. government. On the freerolls, I made it down to 78th or something out of the almost 5k runners in the field once, payouts start at 30 players.  It’s been fun though, I haven’t played any poker in a long time so when I made a royal flush and managed to get all-in and have 3 players call me, it was even more fun.  SWEET! My buddette Glenda has been in a few of them with me and we get to sweat each other – as usual.

I’m waiting to see what happens in Nevada before I get too excited about online poker again. A point made the other day strikes true and may keep me from playing online poker even when it’s legalized in Nevada.  I have an air internet service and I believe my ISP location points to a place in California…will have to check it out and see how it shows up in geotargeting.

The weather has been great, the nights are cold but the wind is gone and I’ve hit the desert every day for a week now with my trusty girl Scout and some of those days my friend Amy went along.  Scout is fat.  Guess those desert romps of a mile or two need to be beefed up and her food supply needs to be cut down again.  I hate that part.  She leads a lazy life with me because other than the walks, she’s not burning off anything – unless she gets a chance to chase a dog up and down the fence.  She doesn’t even sprint after rabbits anymore. She has to go in soon for a rattlesnake vaccine booster and another ‘dog’ booster but I don’t have the name.  She hates the vet’s office and I hate taking her.  She’s a walking bundle of heavy panting and fidgeting nerves and there’s no calming her down.  UGH!  Can’t wait to get that over with for another year.

I’m blah, boring, dull, and lost with life the last few days.  It’s a weird holding pattern and I keep dreaming of ways to break through the fog. So far nothing has worked, I can’t muster any enthusiasm for anything so I’m going back to my lethargy and mental stupor.  Catch up later.

About Linda R. Geenen

The easiest way to begin is to start at the beginning. But where is that? At what point does one suddenly decide they are going to spend the rest of their life involved in the intricate art of the dance? What is the art of the dance? A game about people - played with a deck of cards. Poker! I stepped into the poker world in 1980 in Missoula, Montana. I didn't know anything about poker, couldn't tell you what the difference was between a bet and raise, or if a straight beat a flush. I had three boys to feed, needed a job and a dealing spot was open in one of the local bars. I played my first hand of poker in a 5 Card Stud game (with the help of one of my bosses) and that was it! I was hooked. I lived, breathed, slept, dreamed, ate, and talked poker. I eventually ran my own games (licensed by the County) in several different bars in Missoula, and at one point, managed the games in the bar where I started my first dealing job. In 1987 I traveled from Montana to Nevada to deal major poker tournaments, returning to Montana at the end of each one. In 1989, I opened The Mirage – along with 6,400 other people. In 1993, I moved to Gulfport, Mississippi, and opened Grand Casinos Poker Room, returning a year later to Las Vegas and The Mirage. In 1998 I opened Bellagio - along with over 9,000 other employees. In 2003, I dealt the final table of the Aruba Ultimate Bet Poker Classic event. Hey…I’m on TV! I had the privilege of being chosen as the dealer in the Howard Lederer videos that have been released on No Limit Holdem. I play poker on a regular basis and I deal to every name brand player that is still above ground and breathing air, the elite, the freaks, the ne’er do wells, the rich, the poor, the illiterate, the educated, the beautiful, the ugly, the superstitious, the rational, the sane, and the insane. Perhaps I am the one that is insane but if I am, I fit right into the game plan. Five nights a week I walk into the greatest, social melting pot known to mankind. I no longer dream about it but the art of the dance is prevalent in everything I do - see you there!
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