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 feel-bad that I can ever remember having.
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Easter Sunday and Gabbing
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 stint?
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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 choking to death.
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Tagged All In - The Poker Movie, Full Tilt Poker, online gambling, Ray Bitar
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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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The rake, the drop, the drag…
the time pot. Dealers changed every 20 minutes at the Grand Prix at the Golden Nugget. Every time we slid into a new table full of bright, smiling ‘I’m gonna die if I don’t win the next hand’ faces, we collected time. Continue reading
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Dealing, Dealing, Dealing, Keep Those Dealers Dealing…
Of course the majority of the three weeks of the Grand Prix Tournament blended into one shift nightmare after another – probably best described as one long, square needle to the frontal lobe. We had a short meet before each shift to get our line-up set and if anything new was in the works we were informed about it then. I don’t remember crap about anything new coming up. Some dealers quit, new ones came in, and on it went.
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Tagged becky farsai, cheryl davis, golden nugget grand prix tournament, sarge ferris
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Dealing the last Grand Prix at the Golden Nugget
My life was on a roller coaster ride straight into hell and the fiery inferno picked up a wicked smile each time the car I was in hit an all time low. My relationship with Rod was as sick as it could get, and for some reason, I tightened up the seat belt and hung around for the ride. In retrospect, I could never be where I am today if I had cut the seat belt loose and dove through the window to the light. Continue reading
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Tagged Golden Nugget poker, Grand Prix Tournmanet, major poker tournaments
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Two days into the New Year
I admit to not liking all the recaps that are going on about the year 2011. Droll. Boring. We’ve read it and lived it already, let it disappear into the past. Continue reading
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