Monthly Archives: January 2007
When They Raid the Whorehouse
My father has been dead many years now, but one of his expressions has recently come back to haunt me. He used to say, “When they raid the whorehouse, they take all the girls; even the one just playin’ the … Continue reading
Trannies Lose, Deadheads Win
It took the largest sample of online poker players and a university study to prove it, but cross-dressing won’t help your online poker play. Listening to the Dead may help. Dropping acid was apparently not segregated as a variable.
DOJ Pissin’ ‘em Off and My Winning Friends
I’m afraid to read the news lately, not wanting to see any more UIGEA related bad news. When I read about the DOJ’s bank subpoenas on Sunday night, I hit a new low. But reaction to the news has me … Continue reading
What Would John Do?
Over? Did you say “over”? Nothing is over until we decide it is! Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor? Hell no! – John Belushi in Animal House
Don’t Panic!
“On a misguided hysteria-driven journey, Chicken Little’s supportive and well meaning friends get eaten by Foxy Loxy. The moral of that story, and ours, is that hysteria isn’t an action plan and we must defend against real, not imagined, risk.”
Mr Hand and Poker ‘n’ Porn
Last year, in poker’s classroom, I did my best Spicoli impression.Oh, I playeda lot of poker. But unlike other years, I didn’t work on my game. This year, I am going to have to spend a lot of time with … Continue reading
Grubby, Johnny, and Poker Media Payola
While I welcomed Grubby on Aimlessly, let me pimp him once again from our home turf. I think a lot about Grubby these days, because he’s keeping me warm at night. Well technically it’s the PokerPro hoody that he stole … Continue reading
Channeling My Inner Donkey
I’ve seen donkey play. And I’ve heard people that I thought excellent players exclaim that they’ve played like one. But never, until Sunday, did I find my inner donkey. In some ways, I feel this was an important rite of … Continue reading
Tunica Bliss
As I walked into the GoldStrike ballroom, I felt like Norm on the old television show Cheers. After making the trek to the World Poker Open all these years, Tunica is the venue where everyone knows my name and I … Continue reading
Resistance is Futile…On All Fronts
In the case of joining the PokerWorks “blog collective,” resistance never entered my mind. I couldn’t think of anything I wanted more for the New Year than to be part of the burgeoning, warm, and diverse PokerWorks blog family.