Bellagio’s tournament is over

but poker certainly isn’t. And for those of you that aren’t already playing online, click a banner on the left, do the download thing, and jump in the action. The all new TonyGPoker will be up soon. It’s one of my favorite places to play but until things change in U.S. legislation, I’m pretty much running at UltimateBet. And UB has Roshambo? Yup!

I’m not a roshambo player, even at our Summer Classic when Phil Gordon showed and we played a quick roshambo charity event before our tournament started, I paid $20 for the buy-in but didn’t play. I don’t get roshambo. I get it if I’m playing with a 5 or 6 year old, but not as a game that I want to invest money in. Ok…ok…so I’m not hip.

I’ve played very little poker in the last few months. Part of the reason is that I don’t really have the time it takes, and part of the reason is that I have no desire right now. I go through those phases where I lose the desire to look at cards and mix it up at the table, when I feel that way, I just stop playing for a bit. It’s better for me all the way around if I disassociate my thoughts from poker hands and table personalities.

That also brings me to the fact that all kinds of screwy things are going on in my life away from poker. I almost feel as if I’m isolated, living on an island that watches life go by, yet entwined, wrapped intricately into the mesh and unable to do anything about it. I have no desire to do anything right now, yet some of the complications surrounding that desire is I find myself in the middle of people with needs. I used to be a mender; I threw away my darning needle and thimble a long time ago. I’m not in the mood to mend or fix or make things better for others. With family and friends it is impossible to escape the role.

I think I will swim back into the mainstream of life shortly, in the meantime I’m hanging out, playing on UB, trying to get my head settled into the routines of life that in some ways add balance to my structure, and in some ways make me insane because they are ‘terminal’ – they are always there.