One of us feels like crap – that would be me. It’s not such a long story but it isn’t any fun and the after effect is still crippling…thankfully it wears off. Continue reading
The Drug Hangover
Four brownies blended into a gallon wine fizz please
You really can freeze wine – if it lasts that long. The last few weeks or months or days or whatever have been like ‘shoot me up with a one hour Everclear IV and then spin me in the direction of the deep end! Oh! Ask that guy if he’s selling the boat anchors or if I could get one for just an hour.’ Continue reading
All this insanity and there’s no cure
I’ve been tossing around the $1,000,000 buy-in – The Big One for One Drop charity tournament – that is running right now at the WSOP. Continue reading
The Land of the Equalizer – Poker
For work reasons and pure poker interest I’ve followed a lot of the World Series of Poker on WSOP.com and PokerNews Live Reporting. Continue reading
I used to think Poker didn’t have a timeline
Now I’m starting to wonder. All the BS that’s happened with online poker. The sites that have fallen by the wayside. The governments around the world all jumping on the legalize-and-tax-to-death bandwagon – except the US, of course. Continue reading
At the end of the day
I think about all the things I haven’t yet accomplished – and then I drink a gallon of wine and just forget about the whole damned thing. Not exactly. I’m not drinking the gallon of wine but some days it’s a glass or three. Continue reading
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 with Florida plates. It’s very nice to see Andy in Minsk nowadays.”
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 barely remember seeing Amarillo Slim. It was like a ‘poker star’ sighting and I wasn’t sure I was supposed to be impressed but the other dealers appeared to be. Continue reading
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, my youngest grandson. Continue reading
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 weekly basis. Like…maybe 2-3 times a week. Keep in mind that my best blogging (IMHO) is done when I’m pissed or have a point to make. Since I no longer deal to the butt-tards of high limit (thank you GOD!), the posts may be a confused jumble of WTF! But…I need to start somewhere and stay with it. If I don’t, I may as well seal the door on Table Tango. I opt to keep the door open for now. Continue reading
