Tuesday, September 6, 2005

*Introduction to Mr. Intelli-rock*

Not because he plays tight but his sense of reasoning resembles that of a rock – absolutely no brain waves going on in there. He’s been around the poker scene for years and nothing much changes with him. I believe his name is Frenchie but I haven’t taken the time to find out because I feel better when Intelli-rocks are generic. His game is mostly $30-60 or $40-80 7 Card Stud, sprinkle in a little Holdem now and then. He can usually find a reason to go off on a dealer when he’s losing – I’ve managed to miss his ugly Intelli-rock side for quite awhile now but he jumped right into it last night.

I slid into the box in a full $40-80 Stud game. The 2s was racking up; Nick – 8s -immediately requested the 2s. Nick isn’t a bundle of joy either so it’s pretty close to a toss up as to which one would win the Intelli-rock of The Year Award. As soon as the 2s’s butt left the chair, Frenchie- 5s – jumped up, taking his single stack of chips with him, and headed for the 2s. Nick was still racking his chips for the move. Frenchie sat down and put out his ante.

Nick was bristling and demanded that I tell Frenchie to move. I told Frenchie that Nick has asked for the seat. I got an explosive argument from Frenchie stating that he had asked for the seat first and Nick wasn’t even there.

Nick demanded a decision, I called for one, Dave came over and before I got three words out of my mouth, Frenchie was arguing with me. Dave intervened, Nick stated that he had asked the last dealer and Dave just disappeared. Actually he went to ask the last dealer to verify but no one knew that. So we waited.

Dave came back and said the seat belonged to Nick as the last dealer verified the request. Nick moved, Frenchie jumped up and took Nick’s seat. The game went on. Of course Nick won the first five or six hands and then went out to smoke. The 4s said, “Look at the seat you gave up.”

Frenchie declared, “Linda let him have it.”

I wanted to laugh. Instead I said, “Me?”

Frenchie, “Yes, you. You let him have the seat. He didn’t ask you for it.”

“Yes he did. And I really don’t know why you would think I cared who got what seat.”

That was the end of it, except for his glaring at the side of my head, slamming his cards at the pot once and I told him to set his hand down, his mumbling now and then, and then…mercy of mercies, he busted out and left.

*End introduction to Mr. Intelli-rock*

Intelli-rocks are everywhere…Beware!!! And some of them work or have worked in a casino…including Frenchie!!!

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I have stayed away from writing any thoughts on the tragedy in our country, mainly because I can’t bear to watch it or hear about it. Yes, I’m an ostrich with my head in the sand. But my being emotionally distraught will not change the situation or make it go away so I choose the path that works for me.

There are a lot of poker sites that are running charity tournaments but the times of day the tournaments are running are not in my free time so I am making a donation. Give all you can, including prayers and thoughts for everyone in need.