and a bit more. We had a nice turnout of eight players. Nonsensible joined us after a long absence – and ClearSpine made it. Nice! Charlie (ccmac) showed up but he was too late to get in. I was drastically ill. I made it to 3rd due to the good graces of the Card Fairy being on vacation. This is how it played down:
OK, OK, I’m lying. It was nowhere close to this, but before we get to the final results of the PokerWorks Family Game, I have a question – yes, please leave a comment. After watching this video, is there anyway that the play of one of them cannot be affected when he knows his hand is going to be shown on TV later? If he plays like a jacka-low, the world will know about it because these guys can’t take a pee without the world trying to watch…LADIES…tsk…tsk! I can’t help but wonder about Patrik’s call here, he’s got a bluff catcher, really, that’s about it, and yes he could improve his hand but obviously, he didn’t.
The PokerWorks’ Family:
PokerStars Tournament #206187063, HORSE
Buy-In: $5.00/$0.50 USD
8 players
Total Prize Pool: $40.00 USD
Tournament started 2009/10/25 21:00:00 ET
Tournament finished 2009/10/25 22:10:24 ET
1: clearspine (Boulder), $20.00 (50%)
2: djhomeschool (Denton), $12.00 (30%)
3: PokerWorks (Las Vegas), $8.00 (20%)
4: nonSensible (Mason City),
5: PokerHack07 (Alturas),
6: yestbay1 (Grapevine),
7: grupper (**),
8: sloshr (Las Vegas),
Clearspine played his usual great play to take it down – just read his blog post, he’ll tell you. djhomeschool tried valiantly to defend his title from last time but was ousted by the cutting spine. Grupper went into sit out mode about half way through – sure wish he’d play them all the way through, we might see a new champ emerge. Everyone, thanks for coming, even though I was quite ill, I did enjoy the banter and the game. My friend slosher – longtime Vegas bud – made the game and that was exceptionally nice. I’ll try to drag him to the blogger doings in December.
Speaking of quite ill, I wouldn’t have been surprised if I’d stood at the Pearly Gates last night and St. Peter would ask, “Linda, Do you really mean to do the Card Fairy harm?” Umnhhhhh! I didn’t get there though. I woke up every hour for hours with pain everywhere, but not enough pain to make me puke, just make me sleep like shit.
Since I write this little piece of scrap in cyber for myself, this is for me, if you aren’t interested, just quietly leave now. I went in for an abdominal ultrasound today…no food, no drink, don’t be late, but we will be late so you are never getting in when we say. yadda-yadda-yadda.
About 40 minutes late I got called back into the inner regions of the medical lab, a very nice, cute young gal with a middle eastern type of accent was my hostess and cold gel on the abdomen server for the next 45 minutes. I have to admit that my stomach hurt in spots where the wand was pressed – not in all spots. I had to hold my breath many times, got to watch as certain things were marked on the ultrasound picture etc. She had me turn on my left side finally, facing her. She spent about 5-8 minutes moving the wand, looking at this and that (who can tell with the dark gray stuff that shows on the screen?) and finally asked me if I had a kidney. “Not on that side.” I gave her a bit of background on the kidney donation thing and we moved on. Then she had me on my right side – no fun here because I can’t see the screen, and SHIT that gel is cold. I was cold anyway, and tired, and wanted coffee. Oh well…suffer bitch!
A few minutes later she said she’d be right back. About five minutes passed and she appeared with a young guy – with the same accent she had – that jumped into her seat and started checking out my right side – where the kidney is – and I found out your spleen sets just above the kidney – nope, didn’t know that. When he entered, he asked how I was, I said “Fine, but now that you were called in is there something that may not make me as fine as I think I am?”
He chuckled and said the girl was still in training and if she saw something or felt she needed more info, she would call him. I laughed and said, “So I don’t have to hurry home to write out a suicide note?”
They both laughed. Maybe I said it to the wrong people? If you don’t get it, that’s OK.
Then he checked my right side again to see if there was any fluid pooling where the other kidney had been removed from. When he found out it was over 30 years ago, it didn’t appear to be an issue but he still checked.
So I was out the door, to the store, and had a cup of coffee as I watered the plants on the property, and then went in and promptly passed out on the bed since my BP was so low, it almost wasn’t. I think I’ll call the Dr. tomorrow…although it came up to a livable level a few hours later. SPOOOOKY!