At times my ability to recall events and even words spoken, is amazing. At other times I find it difficult to put things into any order and decipher when certain things happened. The time spent behind the Oxford bar seems to roll into one dark pool of disgust and loathing. At first I was barely aware of the poker games that were going on in the establishment. Continue reading The haze of history
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Back to the past
The last post sent me spinning around in the old hallowed halls of my memory and the crazy Montana Poker games began to take shape, losing the dusty wrinkles of being packed away for such a long time. Those were the days when poker was fun, when people had never heard of Facebook and MySpace and cell phones weren’t. Everyone socialized at the poker table and the table was your audience, you had center stage any time you wanted it. Continue reading Back to the past