I’ve got 4600 chips. I don’t want to talk about it… Which is an odd stance to take for someone who’s WRITING A STUPID BLOG! I stink. What’s there to talk about? The average stack is about 25000 and there’s guys at my table with over 50K, blinds are going up to 200/400. Making it…

My KK ran into AA. It was an ugly collision. Lucky the guy didn’t have a huge stack. Relax, it’s a poker term. I’m down to 8500. Average is over 20k. Who knows, if I can survive that, maybe there’s hope.

Dinner break and so far I haven’t set anything on fire (reference Blog Number 6 – Copenhagen dinner break). I’m sitting at about 16500, still in Limboland. Because of the large starting stack there have only been about 30 eliminations so far. We started today with 396 so the average stack right now is probably…

We just finished the second break and I am PISSED OFF! I mean REALLY TICKED! My Buddhist calm has left me, I am fit to be tied. THERE’S A CRACK IN MY MP3 PLAYER! It’s a little crack in the screen like you would get if a little rock hit your windshield. But… NEWSFLASH –…

Ever lost your luggage, or more to the point had it lost for you? It’s not that you feel violated , it’s more like you feel…. What’s the word I’m looking for here? Ummmm… FUCKED. That’s the one! You feel fucked. For me anyway the response is far more visceral than emotional. I really don’t…

I feel good. I’m at Pearson airport in the shlepper’s lounge ready to get on my schlepper-class flight, but I feel good. I’ve got my brand new sleek little 12″ screen Hewlett Packard laptop, and my brand new Samsung MP3 player which is beyond cool. My IT man Brian hooked up my computer for me…

Coach Class. Have two words in the English language ever been more cruelly juxtaposed ? So I booked my ticket for Monte Carlo. I fly into Nice, France. Aeroplan couldn’t guarantee me first class even if I paid them my last 80,000 points, so what’s a guy to do? I booked it in (gasp)… I…

OK, first of all I write this from the plane, executive class – you know it! – although THIS executive class is even COOLER than the outgoing flight because it’s this modular futuristic one-seater number, everything’s lit up by little blue lights and I’m stretched out with my feet up like I’m George Jetson and…

Well you know if I’m up in my room writing this only an hour or so after my last one it cannot be good news. Every hard luck card player who ever lost a tourney has a bad beat story. Why, there’s more bad beat stories out there than there are ways to order coffee…

Ohhhhh, we’re movin’ in the wrong direction kids. This is not good. The good news – the ONLY good news is that we’re breathing. Barely, but we’re breathing. Basically for the last two hours I’ve folde 93 (or some variation thereof). The odd time I looked at something nominal like TK which by this time…