Quest of a Closet Poker Player

Of course little did I realize I’ve had this blog for two years now…

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Sweetie had me booked with a packed weekend of childcare as I had a chance to fill her role for a weekend.

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I’ve become a bit of a four-tabling junkie on PokerStars, with the $0.50/1.00 NLH 6-max my new muse.  I’m not quite sure if I have any huge revelations, but here it goes.

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I’m fairly back to the grind now of looking out at the world from my basement.

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The grandmother of Sweetie’s mountain friends passed away last week, so she went to the mountains north of G-Vegas for part of the weekend. I was home alone with my three boys for the first time in two months.

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I told Sweetie I was headed down in the basement to check email; the next thing I knew, it was 1:30AM.

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Forty-nine days.  Seven weeks.  Incredibly, I was back in my own bed with Sweetie last night.

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I’ll fire up a post an hour until this thing is done. T-minus twenty minutes until kickoff.

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Today is the off day at the World Series of Poker, the week before the Super Bowl.  I fell asleep on the sofa of our house at 5:30 this morning after we left around 4:30 from the Rio.

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We’ve lost eight players in the first level and another shortly into the second level, so three tables have been redrawn.

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