April 5, 2006
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Poke Random Rutkoff Bash…
Okay, ever since I had an incredible epiphany about my future, I have been lacking on this side of the blog. Don’t know what im on about, well check the other type of blogging. Anyhoo, on with the recap.
Wednesday we hit the first outdoor poker of spring brought to you in moody one light setting.
I was feeling good and playing good. Then I had john by the nuts until we split because the board straighted. Then I dave by the nuts, totally dominated with trips over his pocket pair, when he went runner runner for the straight, god damn straight!
This lead to my only mistake of the game, going all in in the very next hand against cassens, losing to his jacks with my fives. This total reversal would have finished me before, but I was feeling so positive, that I slowly worked my way back up to reasonable. Earlier, I had suckered in Bomba with a flush. He then missed out on making more money off me when he had a straight and I had two pairs because he feared the flush. So towards the end, when he called my three dollar preflop raise, I had a feeling he was playing to beat me, not a good strategy. I had king six, and the board gave me nothing, but I bet two when everyone checked, bomba then goes all in. I had nothing, king high, but something told me bomba was just trying to get some revenge, so I called, and sure enough, I took him out with his trashy jack high. From down 60, I left the cash game down ten, and made twenty on a tourney with sean and wayne where I just dominated the whole time. Way to reverse it D.
Thursday I caught Joel “The Shooter” Sanders (of scrabble fame on the other blog) in the subway. What pimp juice.
Friday, I was about to go to bed, when I checked my email and found that I had forgotten about Aaron’s party. So left jenna sleeping and went to some mediocre bar on 14th. Happy Birthday Rutkoff.
The infamous Rabinowitz flirt.
I was out of place with out a blazer.
Or maybe not.
I think the alcohol is starting to work its magic.
Candid special!
And this was the moment that finally, someone didn’t laugh at me (jenna doesn’t count) when I told them what I wanted to be when I grow up. Thanks al.
We end, like all post should end, with an evil angry papaya monster.
Oh, and just so you know, i have been busy, check out the stop motion madness is… this thing, and this other thing.
