Monthly Archives: June 2007
Free drunk girls
Did I actually just turn down a game of strip poker with four drunk girls?
The more things change…
One day I’ll wake up and realize slot machines are just not fun anymore. The day that happens I’ll be out of a job.
Inside the mixed-up mind of a Vegas comp whore
I’m not looking forward to my Vegas trip this weekend.
Surviving Gentile Summit 2007
One amendment to Thursday: when I got home, out of sheer habit I launched two SnGs and then passed out before the second level. Somehow I sleepwalked to bed and when I awoke, I checked how I did: 5th and … Continue reading
Starting with Thursday
Thursday began as a precursor to the drunken blogger weekend that would descend onto Chicago 24 hours later. Went out with coworkers to the Village Tap, where true to my heart, we ordered girlie shots. Yeah, do I go to … Continue reading
Highlights from the WPBT Summer Classic 2007 (by grubette)
Getting my (only) pocket aces cracked by Fuel, who runner runnered quad tens after going all-in pre-flop. Holding and petting a clay donkey intermittently throughout the tournament.
SnG Challenge results: Winning by losing
“You suck less than me,” my friend said as he threw me two $20s.
Does Harrah’s believe in luck?
I was about to post this when I see Ken scooped me, but I thought I’d post anyway to reiterate how a giant casino corporation can do so many things wrong and still stay afloat. And it’s all because we … Continue reading
Sleeping through the SnG Challenge
Rubbing it in my face about my depleted Poker Stars account (yes, the same account I Moneygrammed $600 to for the $150 bonus), this security word popped up while I was trying to buy tickets to a play: