Ha! I made it back to the shindig post. I managed to escape on a couple of hands during the tournament. One where I held 10-10 on the Button. Chilly raised it – Rachel raised it, I thought about it for a moment, then folded, for all the wrong reasons because I thought she had a big pair, but as it turned out, I made the right decision to not go busted or become injured in chip count with this hand. Chile had 8-8, Rachel turned over A-Q off and hit a Queenon the Turn. Whew! I did pick up K-K once and won a big pot.

I managed to hang onto some chips and snag a blind now and then but nothing stellar was happening in my corner. Wow! That was then, this is now. I can’t remember all the hands and all the things that went on. I did go busted on 9-9, against Bobby Bracelet’s J-J. Damn those 9’s. But the whole thing was fun. I visited, had the opportunity to hang with fellow bloggers, and play poker. What better way to spend a day.

Damn it! al can’t hangasked me if I would come and deal their tournament at the ‘Bash at the Boat’. That would be so much fun. He even offered to pay my ticket out, etc. But…I’m headed for Aruba at the same time. Perhaps next year, Al, don’t forget me. I’m never going to forget about you. You’re too much fun and so chivalrous and a real ‘guy’.

When I ‘got busted’, I went out into the main room to look for Scott Black. Scott is a long time ‘tango’ reader and was in town, he’d found me when I was standing in line registering for the tournament. We had even talked about playing poker together later, after the tournament. He was running on empty in the sleep department – yes, he looked like he was definitely in the Vegas Party Mode – and I couldn’t find him anywhere. Where did you go Scott Black? Come back soon.

After that, I sat at an empty table, next to the ‘hammer trophy’, and watched the Bloggers as they milled around, and watched the final three tables start breaking down as more players busted out. I also had the opportunity to visit with April and Al a little more. While we were visiting, I noticed Phil Laak was walking towards the back of the tournament area. A few minutes later, he was at a table with a dealer and a crew. I believe it was poker class time:

Mark in a game with The F-Train (winner of the blogger event) and Human Head.

So…Mark busted out, I think there were two tables left. He was really grouching. He said he was leaving, I talked him into staying a bit and visiting. He wouldn’t sit, he stood up, over me, telling me what had happened at the tablethat created his grouching, and then he lost three pots in a row when he started with the best of it. Enter Iggy. Iggy sort of pranced into the tournament room, from whence I do not know. I’m sure it had something/someplace to do with gambling, drinking, and smoking – the Vegas scene. I jumped up and introduced Mark to Iggy. Mark had never heard of him and said so. This whole scene should have been on video.

They jumped into a semi-testosterone, guy kind of thing. Iggy barked at Mark, “You went to public schools, didn’t you?”

AsMark started to bluster and come up with an answer, Iggy pushed it, asking the question again, and while he was asking his fingers were about two inches from Mark’s shirt, up and down they went. Mark just didn’t get it. Iggy wasliterally ‘pushing Mark’s buttons. Finally, almost as if he couldn’t figure out where in the hell Iggy was coming from, Mark snapped back, “Did you go to public schools?”

I think Iggy said something like, “Good call!” and then the blustering noise was over. They settled down to visit for a bit. I was LMAO over the whole display.

A bit later, Gracie entered the tournamentroom. Swear to God, her nipples were sticking out like she had had nipple implants. I elbowed Iggy, “Jesus Christ! Look at Gracie’s nipples.”

He did. And he raced over, gave her an exaggerated slap on the butt, and danced off. She never even came up for air, out of the conversation she was in…totally amazing.

Joaquin – nice smile, nice attitude, and he blogs. Hey baby, that’s what the whole thing is about.

This is too funny, check out the thong that Chilly’s holding up – of course it reads “Bonus Code Iggy”:

I met Grubette. My meeting her was much moreenhanced because she was so happy to meet me. I don’t have a picture of her (except where she’s profiled at a table and it doesn’t do her justice). She is so damn cute. Her bro, Grubby, and her share the same website for blogger posts. I did get Grubby with his trophy for the person that knocked him out.

Since this post is so late in coming, it will be the last of the WPBT 2006 Summer Event posts. But I will add random blogger photos in other posts. Lots of people brought trophies for the person that busted them out. I didn’t even think about it. I will bring one next time…maybe not…because I plan on winning. Damn – what a great time!