Sundays are…

the day to play online poker if you can get in a game without having the feds close it down before you can cash out.  Of course that doesn’t apply to the rest of the world, just those of us that live in the land of the free (major sarcastic rip intended there).

I have been playing Carbon Poker – even cashed out a nice piece and once I hit the cash-out button, the check was delivered by Fedex within three days.  Woo hoo!  I’m working on scoring something big though at the WSOP.com – I have cash on deposit but freerolls are my game right now. I even made 47c or something like that in a $100 freeroll a few nights ago.  But mainly I’m gearing up for the $100K freeroll they are offering to those that make a deposit before X this month, or signed up at the Rio during the WSOP this year.  I signed up there specifically to be able to play this freeroll.  WHEE! Check out the deal here.

My new series is running at PokerWorks, The View from the Box, with a new edition today.  This is going to be a lot of fun for me…for one thing, I love talking about the overall picture of poker and most of the world isn’t aware of the depth of emotional overload and the roles people play when they are at the table…yah, they don’t always bring their poker face.

I’ve dealt games that were filled with society chips ($1K, $5K, $25K denominations) many times but I never got to handle one of these babies.

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Here’s the story behind that elite poker chip.

On that note, I’m out…laters.

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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3 Responses to Sundays are…

  1. Ten Mile says:

    Liked the back story.

  2. Ten Mile says:

    When I hit Vegas, I found out the hard way that many of the old, hardnosed assholes players didn’t even want a dealer to look at them, let alone know their name and use it.

    That’s a line from your article on PN. As a tourist in a poker house I’ve caught dealers from my tables telling their regular semi-pro players my personal information and watched the semi put the information in their little black books. I’ve gone as far as asking the dealers to give me the same information on the semi’s and been refused.

    Those old pro’s might have a point. Grumpy, to be sure, but a point.

  3. TM, Mostly, dealers should never talk to players about other players wins/losses or playing habits. But when I hit Vegas, I really wasn’t prepared for how totally cold they could be. The eyes give them away, that cold, stark stare takes the breath out of you when you’re a newb. :-)

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