I spent a few hours playing at Empire Poker after I got home from work. I broke about even, playing $1-$2 Holdem. I like the ease of the game play but not the fact that someone came after me, when I flopped a set, with no over card draw and caught gutter – gutter to make a straight…ugh! I know we’re supposed to love it. But it’s something that I’ve never acquired a taste for, even though I’ve tried all these years.

I sometimes marvel at the comments people make in a B&M game and in the games online. I just got a set beat and picked up K-6 Spades in the blind. The flop came with two spades and I made the Flush on the River. Not to worry. The person I beat popped right into the chat with ‘….then I get chased down by Pokerworks…’

I try to remember to lace up and tie my running shoes before I enter any poker game so when I’m ‘chasing’ someone down, I don’t trip over a shoe lace or have my shoe slip off as in the One Shoe Scenario, if it did, I’d have to keep chasing without it and it would be left at one of the intersections or streets somewhere in cyberspace. 🙂

The person that entered the chat was ‘veebee’ and we established a friendly chat session shortly after that. My handle is ‘PokerWorks’. When you’re playing at Empire, be sure to look for me.

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My night at work? I hit several ruts in the road. One was in a $30-$60 Holdem game. Jim E., fairly new to our room as a regular. He was in the 9s and not happy…

The first hand I dealt, he zinged his cards over the 10s’s hands and they splatted somewhere around the vicinity of the 4s. The 2nd hand went the same way. I almost felt the 10s cringe when the cards came flying over his hands each time.
We got two new players in the 5 and 6s. Within three hands, Jim threw his cards again. They were airborne until they hit the chips of the 4s. I firmly said, “Just set your cards down, please!”

Jim took off on me. Mumbled something about he’d do whatever he wanted and I couldn’t tell him what to do.
I motioned towards the 4 and 5s and stated, “There’s no reason for your cards to end up down here.”

The 4s started laughing and told me to ‘beat him up…hit him for throwing his cards..’

I said I didn’t want to hit anyone.

Jim grumbled, “What do you think you’re doing?”

I flatly stated, “I’m doing what I’m supposed to do. I’m running my game.”

The 5s jumped in, “And I support her for doing that.”

Jim shut right up. The 10s left for another game, Jim slid over into it, slammed his chips down in the rack several times, so hard that I thought the rack might break, and got called to transfer. Beautiful! Everyone in my game made comments about how nice it was that he was going. Some people bring pleasure in coming, others in going…