I suppose other than LOSING MONEY, I’m having a really good time.
I’m in Las Vegas for a few days. I don’t know if you know this about me, but I hate the cold. I hate the cold like a runway model hates slippery catwalks.
So, I decided to reinvest my winnings from my last Florida trip into some tourneys here in LV. Judging by my results so far, I’d have fared better buying stock in Edsel.
I’ve been here a day and a half, played in three smallish tournaments and have not a sou to show for it. Oh, sure I’ve had fun playing; I always have fun playing.
I played with a older British gentleman, bald as a ping pong ball, wearing bright orange pants and a bright blue shirt. The shirt had “Skullman” written on it in the same bright hue as the pants. The pants featured a bright blue stripe down the side the same hue as the shirt. He wore a “Skullman” baseball cap, needless to say in the same colors. He had a huge gold skull pendant around his neck, a massive ring with a skull as big as his thumb, a skull bracelet and a skull tattoo on his arm (and God only knows where else!)
Giving him the benefit of the doubt, I asked him if he were in the skull business, praying the answer would be yes. He told me he wasn’t (surprise!) but that his love of skulls was a really interesting story. And then between hands he told me the story. And it wasn’t even a little interesting. I won’t bore you with it (as he did me). Suffice to say he’s just your garden variety whackjob. But a great character and fun to play with.
I wish I got a picture. Fortunately, that’s what the world wide web is good for. Apparently, the guy is internet famous. His name is Gerald Davis and he’s a damn decent poker player!

Anyway, I have no poker stories to tell you. I’ve played OK. There was one non-call that I shoulda made and I’ll be beating myself up over it years from now. A story I can bore my grandchildren with. No pressure Joey and Hank, no pressure.
But mostly just a case of running bad at the wrong times. The great thing about poker? There’s always tomorrow.
And I’ll speak to you then.
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