Category Archives: Dear Diary

Andy Beal is in Russia – OMG!

Tony G’s latest blog post tells of being in Minsk playing poker in incredible action games. Quoting The G: “When I was in Minsk, I stayed at the Hotel Europa. And when I checked in, I saw Andy Beal’s Ferrari … Continue reading

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Amarillo Slim – from my POV

I dealt Amarillo Slim’s Super Bowl of Poker in 1988 at Caesars in Lake Tahoe, and in 1989 at Caesars in Las Vegas.  I was a green horn hick from Montana when I dealt it in Lake Tahoe and can … Continue reading

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Cujo strikes again! And Poker!

Cujo – hidden inside the psyche of Scout – has struck again.  I am distressed!  I can’t help but feel it is my fault and I’ve been hashing and rehashing my part in it. This is Cujo Scout with Breck, … Continue reading

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Checking in – and PokerStars buys Full Tilt Poker!

I’m going to experiment with a new approach to blogging. Getting out a bottle of wine, toasting off a coupla glasses, and then stumbling to the computer and blindly searching out this page to start scribbling again – on a … Continue reading

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Easter Sunday and Gabbing

Happy, happy everyone! Take the stress out of your life and eat a chocolate bunny today. Yeah…chocolate cures the ills of the world. I wish I had some right now. Instead I’m coming off one of the worst sessions of … Continue reading

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Loan me your life

That’s the title to a movie that’s running around in my head. Can you imagine signing up for ‘Loan me your life’ and escaping whatever it is that’s bugging/boring/depressing you – even if you borrow the life for a 24-hour … Continue reading

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Sh-h-h-h-h-h…

Don’t breathe…make sure you don’t exhale unless you slowly let the air escape across wet lips. OMG! And whatever you do, don’t inhale sharply! Really, the dust is so thick in here that any air movement will have us all … Continue reading

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I should be here

Right? Right! I just can’t seem to make it most days lately. And to top it off, I have no desire to pen right now. Desire is the biggest part of this for me, and it ain’t happening.

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The Pearson Boys have left the building

So far in my recollections of the last Grand Prix tournament held at the Golden Nugget, it’s one long, dark tunnel that appears to end somewhere, but where? It was the beginning of two years of intermittent tournament dealing.

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New day, same agony

I still can’t think of one time during the last Grand Prix at the Golden Nugget in 1987 that felt good, upbeat, happy, warm, or comfortable in the three weeks I dealt through it.  I know a big part of … Continue reading

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