“She got out!” Agent Brown in The Matrix. I really like that one line. It strikes me asaparallel to a lot of things in life, mainly mine, when something could have been drastic, “She got out”. Look for more news on that on Saturday’s post here.

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I’ve wanted to run a blog with random WSOP photos and I think I have finally figured out a way to do it where it won’t take me 12 daysto upload40 or so photos through the image manager (word press plug in) and set the photos in individually. It will take some time though. First I will attempt to upload through FTP in mass groups, then set in thumbnails that link to the big picture. These pictures are for personal use only by anyone that wants one. They may not be used in any commercial venture and are my property and for use on PokerWorks alone, no other internet site may use them, but you may link to them if you’d like. The real test will be doing it. I believe that will happen over the weekend.

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While dealing a $5-10NLH game the other night, one of our young regulars (about six months or so now) was bluffing his way through a hand (this isn’t about his bluffing, he does very well in the game), and got called down. He threw his hand away. Another player asked to see his cards. I picked up his hand, tapped it on the edge of the rack, said, “Dead hand.” and turned over K-Q Off. It brought out a whole outburst of noise.

Some people thought it was great to see a hand, the 10s did a serious objection and said no one should ever ask to see another player’s hand. The 10s turned to me and loudly said, “You should never have turned that hand up.”

I replied, “I know my job.”

We continued with more thought on the subject, he finallysaid that he didn’t know it was the house rule. I flatly said, “There is no reason to ask to see someone’s hand unless you feel someone is colluding. One of the reasons it should never be done is if the request to see the hand is sent out before the player mucks his cards, he might turn the hand over himself, and if he does and holds the winning hand, he will get the pot.”

The best part of it is that the ‘bluffer’ never said a word. He didn’t care, everyone else did.

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Bellagio’s poker room continues to scream with a never ending stream of players but the Bellagio Cup III tournament is slow. It’s difficult to fade all the tournaments that are running every where and the WSOP is hard to get around, even with their bad structures and long lines.

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Wednesday night I was in Fontana all night. It was quiet. Dealing the $1,000 daily tournament that starts at 8 p.m. was a slice of pie. The only problem is the color of the chips. It’s so difficult to take the standard color format out of your thoughts for a few hours and try to associate that brown is $1,000 – even if the brown has a yellow stripe in it. But everyone was easy to get along with and if I miscounted their stack – which I did twice – one or more of the players helped me with it. Most of these players are relaxed and in good humor. It’s very easy to be there.

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Jimmy McHugh is in town and we’ve said hellos and he’s brought me a little further into his life by introducing me to his wife. I deal to his son Chris a lot. I used to deal Jimmy a lot. It was pretty ugly in the old days. But we’ve moved past that and became friends. Jimmy lives in Thailand now and we correspond with an email now and then. This post gives a little background on the situation.We either run over obstacles in our lives, or figure out ways to move around them, or leave them as blocks in our road. Dealing poker has taught me there are many ways to survive obstacles.

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Last night would have been the Fontana Lounge and tournament time for me, but the table I was sent to was down and out of the actual line-up. I was rerouted back into the room, starting a new game on Table 4. All high limit until I hit a little, quiet corner of two $4-8H tables, and I had signed the E/O. I was out at 11:30. Woo Hoo.

I’m scurrying to get there in time to sign again tonight. C U there!