Hello, Party.
I was perusing my inbox on Sunday morning and what do I find? A relic from an old memory:
Or something like that.
I never turn down free money, so I'm back on Party with my measly-ass $20. PL O8B, $25 NL. I'm at 88 raked hands, and counting. I still hate Party (sacrilege, I know), but I'll be happy to invest and withdraw their money. Freerolling with a backer. My kinda game.
Besides that, I've had some fun clearing my UB bonus. I've turned my $100 into $275 with about $20 in bonus still to clear. This bonus takes forever and a day to clear. I'm glad I didn't deposit $200 for the full bonus. I'd be clearing the bonus till my goatee looked like the guys from ZZ Top.
More congratulations to the winner of last night's WPBT satellite. I'd give them proper pimping and credit, but I'm too tired, I'm in work, I can't find out who the hell it is, and I'm cranky because I couldn't get home in time to play. Hell, I even missed railbirding the final table. Grrr. I keep saying I'll play next time. So, in case you missed it, "I'll play next time."
Actually, the subliminal/underlying reason I didn't play is the fear that I'd actually do well, and perhaps win. That's not being arrogant. You know what they say about a chip and a chair? That's me. Well, here's the deal. As some of my three readers know, I'm a pharmacist (the legal kind). Basically, our companies whore us out constantly, and getting vacation time is next to impossible. I"ve called out twice in 8+ years. Why? Because I haven't been sick? No. Because there's nobody to cover my store. The pharmacist shortage sucks so bad, that people are turning down ghastly amounts of overtime pay, just because they're already overworked. I can't blame them either. I worked through chemotherapy for 2 months before I was told by my employer at the time (a MAJOR nationwide chain), "You should really go on disability." This was shortly after I had to call another pharmacist to relieve me after I spent half of my 14 hour shift throwing up in a bucket and watching my hair fall out onto the counter. Well, I no longer work for them, but the problem is still the same. I'm taking 2 weeks for the wedding/honeymoon in Hawaii this July/August, and the chances of me getting 3 days off to play in the event with only a month's notice are slim and nil, and slim missed the boat. Hell, maybe he's already IN Vegas. So basically, if I did win, there's a high likelihood that I wouldn't even be able to play at the WSOP. Slavedriving bastards.
I've also realized that I've never actually played with a blogger. I'm not sure if that's a good thing, or a bad thing. We should come up with our own list of player names on sites like Party, UB, Stars, just so the relative newbies of the group can socialize and get together with other bloggers at events other than the WPBT (which is AWESOME, FYI).
In my readings, I'm stunned at the number of bloggers who share myobsession interest in Katie Holmes. The fact that she could be dating Tom Cruise just SUCKS. He's washed up--anybody seen Eyes Wide Shut? It should've been called Eyes that Wished they Were Shut. Horrendous. Now, after he's been through Mimi Rogers, Nicole Kidman, and Penelope Cruz (and God-knows what other nubile young star), he has to put his paws on Katie?
I mean, just LOOK at her:
Ok, yes, this is obsession. I have to stop before the restraining order gets renewed...
Anyhoo...
I can't help but feel jealousy for those of you that regularly have home games. Yeah, I'm only 40 minutes or so from the Taj parking lot, but I read all the stories about your home games, and I wish I could play in some of them! You see, my friends either don't share the rabid level of interest I do in poker, or have home games they go to with guys that I've already cleaned out before. Other than Domenic (and maybe Mrs. PokerShark), nobody I know really loves to play like I do (or has thestupidity tenacity to keep bleeding money to me and grinding it out), and it sucks. I'm sure you'll all agree--playing online is ok, playing live is wicked.
Dear Tiburon 41,
We've noticed you haven't played in a while. So we've deposited twenty dollars into your real money account. All you need to do is play 200 raked hands between today and Saturday, May 8 to be able to withdraw it. Welcome back!
Party Poker
Or something like that.
I never turn down free money, so I'm back on Party with my measly-ass $20. PL O8B, $25 NL. I'm at 88 raked hands, and counting. I still hate Party (sacrilege, I know), but I'll be happy to invest and withdraw their money. Freerolling with a backer. My kinda game.
Besides that, I've had some fun clearing my UB bonus. I've turned my $100 into $275 with about $20 in bonus still to clear. This bonus takes forever and a day to clear. I'm glad I didn't deposit $200 for the full bonus. I'd be clearing the bonus till my goatee looked like the guys from ZZ Top.
WPBT Satellite
More congratulations to the winner of last night's WPBT satellite. I'd give them proper pimping and credit, but I'm too tired, I'm in work, I can't find out who the hell it is, and I'm cranky because I couldn't get home in time to play. Hell, I even missed railbirding the final table. Grrr. I keep saying I'll play next time. So, in case you missed it, "I'll play next time."
Actually, the subliminal/underlying reason I didn't play is the fear that I'd actually do well, and perhaps win. That's not being arrogant. You know what they say about a chip and a chair? That's me. Well, here's the deal. As some of my three readers know, I'm a pharmacist (the legal kind). Basically, our companies whore us out constantly, and getting vacation time is next to impossible. I"ve called out twice in 8+ years. Why? Because I haven't been sick? No. Because there's nobody to cover my store. The pharmacist shortage sucks so bad, that people are turning down ghastly amounts of overtime pay, just because they're already overworked. I can't blame them either. I worked through chemotherapy for 2 months before I was told by my employer at the time (a MAJOR nationwide chain), "You should really go on disability." This was shortly after I had to call another pharmacist to relieve me after I spent half of my 14 hour shift throwing up in a bucket and watching my hair fall out onto the counter. Well, I no longer work for them, but the problem is still the same. I'm taking 2 weeks for the wedding/honeymoon in Hawaii this July/August, and the chances of me getting 3 days off to play in the event with only a month's notice are slim and nil, and slim missed the boat. Hell, maybe he's already IN Vegas. So basically, if I did win, there's a high likelihood that I wouldn't even be able to play at the WSOP. Slavedriving bastards.
I've also realized that I've never actually played with a blogger. I'm not sure if that's a good thing, or a bad thing. We should come up with our own list of player names on sites like Party, UB, Stars, just so the relative newbies of the group can socialize and get together with other bloggers at events other than the WPBT (which is AWESOME, FYI).
In my readings, I'm stunned at the number of bloggers who share my
I mean, just LOOK at her:
Ok, yes, this is obsession. I have to stop before the restraining order gets renewed...
Anyhoo...
Home Games
I can't help but feel jealousy for those of you that regularly have home games. Yeah, I'm only 40 minutes or so from the Taj parking lot, but I read all the stories about your home games, and I wish I could play in some of them! You see, my friends either don't share the rabid level of interest I do in poker, or have home games they go to with guys that I've already cleaned out before. Other than Domenic (and maybe Mrs. PokerShark), nobody I know really loves to play like I do (or has the
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