Thursday, April 02, 2009

Nick Nack Paddy Whack Give a Gambler a Bone

While the report was great from Otis, I was disappointed to read that the SC Poker hearing didn't contain more pro-voices from those who would benefit the most from these new laws on "kitchen" table poker, charity tournaments, and raffles for charity (because the state-approved South Carolina Lottery isn't gambling of course since its for education).

Read the meeting recap at Up For Poker in their fight to defeat the fire and brimstone bringing bible thumpers explaining how smooth calling G-Rob on the turn in PLO with the nuts is going to send your kids into a life of shooting up heroin in a Waffle House bathroom at 3am after knocking over a dozen houses to get the money for an ounce with enough left over for the pecan waffles with a side of sausage.

Read about the PPA here.

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Speaking poker, if you're in the US and not doing normal business hours, I highly suggest hitting up the triple tiered SCOOP (Spring Championship of Online Poker) over at PokerStars tonight. Yes, I may be shilling for my job, but as a player (note: not a good one, but a slightly profitable one in Omaha) I've always wanted the championship feel of an event that fits my bankroll (aside from the 2007 World Series of Poker PLO8 event I played in). This online where I learned to play after toiling at the $1-$5 Stud at the Excal or Canterbury, but never had the balls to dump $200+ into a tournament online (without satelliting in). Today happens to be the PLO8 tourney and with a few vacation hours, I may see about entering.

See you there, and be sure to hit up the PokerStarsBlog for the recaps, as you will definitely see me there.

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Dr. Pauly is throwing his Vegas memories into the ring of published words for the world to devour the degeneracy of Sin City from his point-of-view.

Wish I had a copy to go with Wheaton's Sunken Treasure for my impending trip to Vegas on Sunday, might make the flight a little more enjoyable. Since this is a "family" trip there will be no wheelchair moments but will save a late night or two for some poker playing into the wee hours with hopes to get enough comps for a breakfast sandwich at the IP before its time to take the boy to see where the real good porn slappers display their wares.

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FML is cruel. While some fiction writers may be making up their best Murphy's Law-type situations this one took the cake (I'll paraphrase it):

"I was on Facebook and saw my wife current relationship status as "single", after sending her message that it was ok to show herself married to me she sent a message back to meet her in the kitchen to have a talk. I got divorced to my wife of five years over Facebook"

The real sad thing is that in three to five years this type of passive-aggressive note slinging will become the norm, as already seen in the news of breakups happening via text messages. But, not having the common human courtesy to saying "I don't love you anymore" or "I've been banging my boss for two years because he can actually get it up and I don't have to worry about not being able to afford my twelveth pair of Jimmy Choo's with him".

If you don't have the fortitude to "have a talk" face-to-face you shouldn't be married in the first place and should stick to the discreet encounters section of Craigslist while dodging a double dose of ear herpes with every "date" in the third stall of that titty bar that time forgot 20 years ago.

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