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It isn't a small world
Dec. 16th, 2005 09:28 amIn times past I have been in Vegas at the same time as a number of poker luminaries but, since I was in a different hotel, our paths rarely crossed. At the moment, however, we are in the same hotel, and our paths still don't cross. In fact, we are in the same poker room, and our paths don't cross. Other bloggers, including Chris Fargas and Roswell, have been playing in the room at the same time. Channing, Duthie, and god knows how many others, have been playing in the room at the same time, and I am as unaware of them as they are unaware of me.
However, I did bump into Ed Miller. He seemed a bit surprised that I recognized him as the author of SSHE. I guess that he is used to a little more anonymity than can be achieved by the names in the game.
Leeched away another $95 today, but felt surprisingly chipper about it. I suppose, along the lines of a British Chancellor, I could claim that things are improving. But in reality, I felt I understood what was going on. Yesterday was a kind of 1-in-100 session event of awfulness, a sequence of horrors that left you unable to comprehend the enormity of the cataclysm that was taking place in front of your very eyes. Today was, well, just a boringly bad couple of sessions. $95 in 300 hands is little more than two or three hands outside the average. The games varied from rock-like to loosey-fest, and, although I got a couple of hands that paid off nicely, there were a few fewer of them than I would expect in the normal run of events.
Still, expected value doesn't buy lunch, as they say in the trade. It looks like a visit to the Fashion Mall ATM may be necessary tomorrow. Perhaps I'll do some shopping as well.
Barny Boatman looks to have been unlucky to go out in 18th in the WPT Five Diamonds. This was moved from the Fontana Lounge (where the lighting crew were at work for Friday's final) to a couple of tables in the mid-limit area of the main card room. Farcical. However, it gave me the chance to zip over and spot what looked like a massive hand where Barny's pre-flop KK bet lost to an Ax. Peter Costa went out in the 20s as well. The last six looks to have Laak, JJ Liu and Doyle in. I suspect that Gigabet might still be around, too. JJ Liu was dressed suitably eccentrically today, like some character set adrift from an Agatha Christie plot. But a win for her would be good for the game.
I hope Jennifer Tilly turns up tomorrow, just to make sure that what Andy Ward claimed about her is true. There are certainly some stunning-looking women playing cards in the Bellagio. It was never like that when I was young. Sigh.
However, I did bump into Ed Miller. He seemed a bit surprised that I recognized him as the author of SSHE. I guess that he is used to a little more anonymity than can be achieved by the names in the game.
Leeched away another $95 today, but felt surprisingly chipper about it. I suppose, along the lines of a British Chancellor, I could claim that things are improving. But in reality, I felt I understood what was going on. Yesterday was a kind of 1-in-100 session event of awfulness, a sequence of horrors that left you unable to comprehend the enormity of the cataclysm that was taking place in front of your very eyes. Today was, well, just a boringly bad couple of sessions. $95 in 300 hands is little more than two or three hands outside the average. The games varied from rock-like to loosey-fest, and, although I got a couple of hands that paid off nicely, there were a few fewer of them than I would expect in the normal run of events.
Still, expected value doesn't buy lunch, as they say in the trade. It looks like a visit to the Fashion Mall ATM may be necessary tomorrow. Perhaps I'll do some shopping as well.
Barny Boatman looks to have been unlucky to go out in 18th in the WPT Five Diamonds. This was moved from the Fontana Lounge (where the lighting crew were at work for Friday's final) to a couple of tables in the mid-limit area of the main card room. Farcical. However, it gave me the chance to zip over and spot what looked like a massive hand where Barny's pre-flop KK bet lost to an Ax. Peter Costa went out in the 20s as well. The last six looks to have Laak, JJ Liu and Doyle in. I suspect that Gigabet might still be around, too. JJ Liu was dressed suitably eccentrically today, like some character set adrift from an Agatha Christie plot. But a win for her would be good for the game.
I hope Jennifer Tilly turns up tomorrow, just to make sure that what Andy Ward claimed about her is true. There are certainly some stunning-looking women playing cards in the Bellagio. It was never like that when I was young. Sigh.
