I was in a tournament last night with the likes of Allen Cunningham, Andy Bloch, Eric Lindgren, Cindy Violette and basically a who's who of the Full Tilt crew. It sounds impressive but was simply a low budget charity event, which raised nearly five grand for lymphoma research so that was very cool. I didn't last very long at all and never did sit with any pros, but I can claim that I lasted longer than Mike Matusow, as if that is an accomplishment. I thought shoving 1400 chips into a 240 chip pot with pocket nines was a somewhat standard play to take it down, But Ad 9d had other ideas. The flop brought an ace and that was all she wrote for ole Fake McCoy.
The birthday girl just called and said she's on her way home. She didn't seem too happy that I left her a car with no gas and she was filling it up, however if she knew how to use the elctronic features she would see she had a good thirty miles of cruising left. Oh well. I have to open the garage for her so she needn't walk through the mud. Of course I have yet to program the garage door opener code in that car yet. Fuck, am I a procrastinator.
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