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Do you have a few minutes? This is going to take a while. Settle in. Relax. Fix yourself a negroni. Or two. Let’s get the poker out of the way. I got nuthin’. Real poker players don’t tell bad beat stories. So, I got nuthin’ for ya. I thought I played well both days. I…
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Nobody ever refers to Kahnawake as The Riviera of Quebec. Certainly nobody who has ever been there. Usually when I play poker at The Playground Poker Club in Kahnawake, I stay across the river at a swanky Montreal hotel and spend my non-poker hours drinking Mai Tai’s by the pool and ordering lobster rolls to…
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We’d already called Roy the Plumber who said he could be at our house first thing in the morning. But tonight, we had a problem. The toilet was stuffed like a beef knish at Katz’s Deli. Some unseen object, seemingly the size of my 16-pound dog was clogging up the pipes. In fact, I went…
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I won a tournament! Now, before you get all excited, it’s almost ironic. No, maybe “ironic” is not the word I’m looking for. How can I explain this? What’s the analogy I’m seeking…? Ok. Say you’re a chicken. And say your goal in life was to lay the prettiest egg and win The Prettiest Egg…
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There won’t be a lot of words today. All you need to know is that I did not make the money in the $550 WSOP Mystery Bounty Tournament on Saturday, which I’m sad about. But I did make the money in The $600 WSOP Deep Stack Tournament today. Which I’m happy about. But I didn’t…
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I was thinking about how I might get to be a guest on Jimmy Kimmel. I have clients who must picture that all the time. Because let’s face it, as professional thespians, they are always one, or two, or three (OK, in some cases maybe four) small steps away from getting a regular role in…
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This post has zero to do with poker. It has to do with pride. It’s Oscar night. My son, Joey Caplan, writes for an online magazine called Gaming Trend. He wrote this piece critiquing every Oscar-nominated film for 2026. He’s so clever and funny and astute and talented. I have no idea where he gets…
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Oh, where to begin. And where to end. Did you ever have something that was going so well, I mean SO WELL, and then somehow it suddenly all goes to shit, and you’re not even sure how that happened? Not necessarily poker. Like maybe it was your marriage. Omigod. Maybe it WAS your marriage! And…
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The last time I was in Texas was 1993. Ruth and I were on a road trip across the Southern US from New Orleans to Las Vegas in a rented cherry red convertible Chrysler LeBaron. We weren’t married yet and this was our first real trip together, our first real test as a couple. (Spoiler…
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I almost got there. I almost made the money in three tournaments in a row. Almost got the poker trifecta… almost got the Hughie, Dewie, and Louie of poker tournaments… almost completed the elusive poker triangle… almost got the poker menage a trois. I went too far there, didn’t I? Anyway, I fell just short…
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