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Originally Posted by QuantumSurfer
Umm.... that's really, really good. Why haven't you moved out of 1/2, flux?
Hey, thanks Quantum.
It's kind of a long story.
I never really had plans for poker. I got barred from blackjack for card counting, but was given permission to play in the poker room. I guess they allow anyone in there, lol.
Never having any talent for the game, it seemed that if a man were patient, waited for good cards, bought in short, and played fast, he could have an edge. A quick google revealed that short stacking was, indeed, a viable means of attaining an advantage as well as the universal condemnation from the poker community.
I had to try it.
Hit-and-running among three of my local poker rooms became standard policy. Many were the night I folded myself into my 1995 Toyota Tercel (lovingly nicknamed the "Nitmobile" by an Israeli who took exception to my brilliant tactics) and puttered throughout the city into the early hours, dreaming of bright lights and big cities.
And blow. Lot's of blow.
To be honest, I didn't even know what blow was, but it sounded like something you did in big cities with bright lights. Anyway ...I didn't have any 2-5 games in town, so I planned to leave for Vegas or LA. But then, during this period, I learned something profoundly important about myself that forever changed the trajectory of my life:
Apparently, I suffer from a disorder known as
pathological laziness.
I keep planning on an adventure around the world, but for the moment, I rather like basking in the sun, downing a glass or two of a good organic Merlot, playing a little poker at night, and sleeping deep into the day.
Oh, and taking liberties with Outdonk's daughter.
(just kidding, big guy)
You know, the truth is, no one on their death bed ever lamented the fact they never played more poker in their life. So i try to keep that in perspective regarding this silly little card game.
All the best,
Flux