The Blog Father has returned to his pre PokerWorks Digs. *Sniff* Continue reading Guinness and Poker →

I had thought to just throw out the title of this post and let it ferment for a bit before going back to it. It does load a plethora of pictures in my head, some are best left alone, and others can be explored when I’m not sitting at the keyboard. Donkeyville floods the whole planet, in all walks of life, yet ‘donkey’ appears to be a term that flows easily through the poker world. Continue reading Planet of the Donkeys →

There’s nothing quite like the loose ends of insanity to pull you back together, just when you think you’re flipping out and all your edges are frayed, someone ties a knot in the edge and you step back into it. Continue reading A knot in the edge →

That’s how I feel about this last two weeks at work. Perhaps it should just be left as a blank page. Continue reading The Blank Page →

I was out cruising the streets of my RV park, on foot, on Super BowlSunday when I happened to pass one of my fellow RV’ers and we exchanged a few pleasantries. He told me in passing that the game had already started. He was, of course, referring to the Super Bowl. An instant response came to my lips but I bit my tongue. Continue reading The Game Just Started! →

Perhaps the show from the dealer’s box is one of the funniest and most bizarre on Earth for viewing people’s emotional levels and watching their ability to handle stress as their money is pushed in another direction. I’ve ventured back into the spotlight of directing traffic on the greenfelt, passing out tickets to people that they can use to claim the pot or…. Continue reading The Greatest Show on Earth! →

I feel the need to explain my last post. I do not hate dealing. If I had to go out tomorrow and look for another job and I was skilled in several (I used to be a cocktail waitress, also a bartender, also a legal secretary, also managed a deli, also worked for a phone company years ago, and a Sears store, I help people with computers too), and of all the occupations I can think of that I would like to tackle, dealing is my first choice. I don’t hate the job, never have, but I’ve seriously disliked some of the personalities that gather around it. *Wratha – that should answer your question* Continue reading Yesterday’s Post →

Dealing vs. playing – and writing down the events of the game really aren’t much different for me. I find myself being a spectatorwhen I’m in the player’s seat more often than being a competitor so the difference between dealing and playing, and writing about it here, are really minimal. The only difference being that I’m not playing high limit but I do deal high limit. Continue reading Dealing vs. Playing →