Good grief, it’s a poker post. It’s been a while since that happened. It’s been a while since I played frankly.
For those who don’t play poker, or didn’t read my blog when I played poker, much of what follows will sound like gibberish. Feel free to bail.
I’ve been trying to remember to play the Buddy Dank home game on Poker Stars on Wednesday nights, now that I don’t have to worry about staying up too late on a school night. Unfortunately, the reason why I don’t have to worry about school nights is the same reason that has me losing track of what day it is. Can’t tell you how many times I’ve gone to sign up to the BD home game only to find that it was the night before. Thank you to Joanada who sends me text and Facebook reminders.
Sidenote: speaking of completely losing track of time, I made a major gaffe when Bammer was talking about sweating his friend Amir on the WSOP November 9 final table. “Shouldn’t they be doing that in November?” I asked, only to be told that sweetie, it is November. Good lord, when the hell did that happen?!? Some days I feel like I’m in early onset Alzheimer’s.
Back to poker.
It was a fun night, like a scaled down version of the old days when 50-75 friends would be virtually playing together and smack-talking in the chat. There were bad beats and trash talking, beer drinking, toasts and general goofiness. I didn’t pay all that much attention to the cards, so was very surprised to go out in sixth place rather than my usual not-Gigli-but-close.
I am absolutely going to do this again. I should really put this in my calendar. With an email reminder so I don’t forget.