I just read a post from my favorite cheesehead, STB. And for some reason his post about getting drunk and playing Razz got me jazzed for Vegas. You see last time in Vegas I stayed up playing 2-6 SLHE at the Excal with STB (who was cut off), Tool of the Man and Iggy.
By stayed up I mean I got there around 9 or 10 and didn't leave until the brush asked us to play in their 9 am tourney. We then excused ourselves to the bar where I got to watch Tool randomly walk away (later to tell the tale of narrowly avoiding death via flying escalator), watch Iggy make fun of every pink shirted cowboy and braless overweight cowgirl that walked by (spirited little guy that made me ask the question, "Iggy how often do you get punched in the face?) STB was able to start boozing again, F-Train was there too I just remembered (he's skinny and easy to miss) and Joaquin showed up at the end after a good nights sleep (don't believe that rooster and crack of dawn crap).
Anyway I was drunk and tired and hungry. STB and me ended up together at the IP. He busted out some sweet buffet comps and treated me to a meal. A meal that makes me cramp just thinking about it.
Finally, I am ready to go to vegas.
I have almost been on dread for Vegas. With all the shit going down around the house(s) lately. We bought a house, the boy was sick, we sold a house, we went on vacation, we're moving. I have to carry boxes up 39 freaking stairs. Then another family member is having a biopsy today. Then my best friend wrecked my father-in-laws truck. it goes on and on.
So last night I played about 30 hands of .25/.50 LHE befor bed. The first online poker in weeks. I crushed the gamed for 10BB is 30 hands. wOOt!. (yes that is proper punctuation. wOOt! is spelled with the !) I havn't been that lit about online poker in quite sometime.
Such a weak game. Most of the pots I won were with air and a re-raise. wimps.