I’m not having any fun right now. The migration of my website to it’s new server space is MAKING ME CRAZY! I’ve been on the phone with tech support every morning since last week. I wish I was drinking, I’d either be taking it all very well because I was numb, or I’d be a screaming, crying maniac. Nothing has worked the way it used to and each phone call brings that wonderful little, repetitive recording, “We are working very hard to meet your needs, when we return, please tell us what you think….”

Do you think I should? Server change – table 12! Damn…do I have a choice? I believe I do and that would be to start shopping for a new place to host my little slice of cyber space.

Before I stomp off to Sandman Land and try to sleep, a little tale from the green felt that really is humorous. Recently I dealt an $80-$160 game and Pat was in the 1s. Two players were walking.

Pat raised pre-flop and got called by Q-6 suited. The Q-6 claimed the pot by making a straight with the 6. Pat had Q-Q, although he never showed his hand, he exclaimed, “Unbelievable!”

He repeated the word a few more times and I said, “Isn’t it funny that people never say unbelievable when they win a pot.”

He semi chuckled and said he used to say it quite a lot when he won. It opened the door and he said it over and over as a joke.

The 9s, UTG, raised, and Pat raised. Everyone folded except the 9s who called. The Flop was Q-J-Little. The 9s bet, Pat raised, the 9s called.

The Turn was a Queen, the 9s checked, Pat bet, the 9s called.

The River came a Jack, the 9s fired, Pat thought for a moment and called and the 9s turned over J-5 Suited.

Pat threw his hand away. I pushed the pot to the 9s, and as I shuffled the deck, I looked at Pat and quietly said, “That really was unbelievable!”

Pat cracked up. Thank God, he still has a sense of humor.