Molasses and Sunday afternoon’s
November 26, 2006
Well, anyone who has read the blog regularly will have noticed a trend. That being, I seem to play most of the league games half asleep.I managed to up the ante last Friday night and actually played whilst asleep! I kid you not, about 35 minutes into the game I felt my eyes closing. So I did the usual thing of lighting a smoke and sitting myself up in the chair, blink rapidly and a shake of the head and then I am usually good for a while longer using this technique. Usually.
Not this time though. Just before the hour mark I snapped awake as the “beep” from the poker site was timing me out on my bet. Urgh, Ok I resign myself to the fact that I really am not going to win this battle. The hourly 5 minute break comes and I say goodnight to everyone and drag myself off to brush my teeth and to bed. Leaving my average sized chip stack to the vultures to pick over.
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| Saturday morning early, played a couple of $10 - 9 seat sit’n’go’s. Bubbled out on both of them, both times with the best hand going in as well. Read a few web sites tips pages on Omaha and spent the rest of the day tidying and cleaning the house. Man what an exciting eventful weekend I am having so far.Saturday evening played in the leagues regular game, again not too exciting, think I made final table, not quite sure and I cannot be bothered to go check either. That infamous twister of arms came along with his hypnotic whispering, “Hey Blags fancy a sit and go?” Ok admittedly I have very low pain tolerance and the amount of arm twisting required is absolutely minimal, but I am just priming the reader here for when I blame Lardog® (again) for me losing. (again)So off we go to the sit’n’go’s both armed with large glasses of alcoholic liquids. An hour later and my neck has lost some of it’s integrity and I start to lose concentration on the game a little, as I now have to spend a little more effort on keeping my head from sinking slowly onto my keyboard.
“I am tired” I mumble into the mic.. “Heck man, getcha yahself another drink! That’ll wake yah up” Now regular readers will know all about Lardogs’ advice and my ability to not refuse it, so I think ‘yeah good idea’ and toddle shakily off to the kitchen to fix myself another long tall glass of summat bitter-sweet and kickass strong. The irony of fixing yourself drinks when drunk is you make them stronger and stronger as the night goes on. Sometime during the night/morning we were joined by another league member Zitlips® known as Lippy. Where we all went off and played ring games Omaha Hi-Lo somewhere. Don’t ask me where, nor ask me about the sit’n’go’s Lardog and I played before that. I simply cannot recall. I was impersonating a jelly-fish by this point in time. My actions and button clicks were all down to the randomness of which way I was slumping/falling in the chair at that moment. My lips and voice box much reflected the biological make up of a jelly-fish’s also, or least that is how it felt, when thinking something and then being totally baffled as something else (usually unintelligible) came out of my mouth when speaking that thought. All I do know is this;
Well at least it is Sunday and I wasn’t required to do much more than shuffle slowly around the house, making little ‘oo-err’ sounds now and then. I see the Hob Nob dissenter is back with a cute little reply, which I will respond to tomorrow, when I have drained all the molasses out (hopefully). Good luck to the players in tonight’s league game.. till next time.. “oo-err” —————————— Remember you are welcome to add and read comments, just click on the comments (no comments) tag directly below any blog entry. |
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looks to me like your having a great time,lol xxoo
Oh I’m having a ball pinky
Well, Blagger, I’d stop taking that lardog guys bad advice if I were you. He sounds like a trouble maker and a bad poker player at best. If you need or want advice, I’ll gladly help you out anytime I’m online. Just stop listening to that crazy lardog guy.
PinkDog
lol i’ve heard it before right out of blags mouth that is the last time i listen to lar but no he went and did it again. when will you learn hun do the exact opposite of whathe says.
Pinkdog I think you are right and I am going to take your advice and stop taking Lardog’s advice. Send me your chat details and I’ll add you to my list. I mean your advice can’t get me into any more trouble than Lar’s advice.. right?
Steph.. I know (hangs head) I know..I know .. I’ve come to the conclusion Lardog is a Martian (after all only a Martian could drink like that and still play poker) AND he has a mind control ray. ..