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December 17th, 2004
01:55 am - Poker leads to eating and sleep
Having Wednesday night off, I decided to head down to the local card room and play some poker. I arrived at about 8:00 p.m. only to discover that they were hosting a tournament that evening. This meant that a big chunk of their tables were given over to tournament play and the selection of other games for those of us not in the tournament were limited. I put my name on the lists for the lower-limit games and wandered around a bit. I checked in their back room where they spread various table games (blackjack, pai gow, caribbean poker, that sort of thing) and found all those tables were also packed. They were doing a special give-away in those games that night. If, for example, you got a natural 21 in blackjack, you were given an envelope with one or two chips in it for a bonus of $5 to $100.
The upshot of all this was that I did nothing but wander about and watch other people play for about an hour and a half. I finally got a seat at a blackjack table and made $50 in an hour or so there. Then a bit more wandering about and I was called for $2/$4 Texas Hold 'Em game. I took my seat, posted my blind and folded to a raise in front of me. Before the next hand could be dealt, they started a new $4/$8 Hold 'Em game and called my name for that one. Since I prefer to play the $4/$8 game (it providing usually more predictable play while still being a low enough limit for inexperienced players to play), I picked up my chips and moved to that game.
I did reasonably well, making a $22 profit by the time I called it a night. Not as much as I'd like, but I recognized a couple of places where I made some mistakes so I hope to be able to close those leaks in the future. Also impacting my performance at the end was the close proximity of the smoking area to the table I was playing at. It didn't bother me at first, but later on someone in the bar area was smoking a clove cigarette and the fumes from that gave me a headache at about the same time that the composition of the players at the table was changing due to people leaving and new players joining. The combination drove me from the place.
On my way out, I developed a bizarre hunger. It was about 3:00 a.m., when I'm usually at work, and I don't typically get hungry at that time. Not one to combat my body on things like that, though, I stopped and grabbed fast food for the drive home. Once home, however, my hunger was not abated. So I grabbed another snack before heading to bed by about 5:30 a.m. I slept until noon when the noise from the guy fixing our furnace woke me up. I answered a bit of email while he worked, rolled over and went back to sleep until nearly 6:00 p.m.
So I'm thinking that nights out like that give me a good work-out, stimulating my hunger and driving me to sleep longer than I usually do.
Current Mood:  full
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![[User Picture]](https://l-userpic.livejournal.com/13037997/1018640) | | From: |  cakmpls |
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| Date: | December 17th, 2004 04:44 am (UTC) |
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My older daughter and her friends go to Canterbury almost every Wednesday. My daughter plays "Super Nine," especially when they have those envelope games. ![[User Picture]](https://l-userpic.livejournal.com/26794803/53954) | | From: | jbru |
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| Date: | December 17th, 2004 05:17 am (UTC) |
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So I probably saw them, but didn't recognize them. You'll have to introduce me at some function where we all happen to be together ... or accompany her out there one night.
I'll probably give it a miss if they're having another poker tournament on a Wednesday; too boring just sitting around waiting for a seat. Almost enough to make a guy take up smoking so he'd have something to do. ![[User Picture]](https://l-userpic.livejournal.com/124811184/1018640) | | From: | cakmpls |
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| Date: | December 17th, 2004 08:44 am (UTC) |
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Apparently E and her two friends (who are Laotian) have become so well known to the people who work there that they have dubbed the girls (women) Huey, Dewey, and Louie.
Her brother B (who can say this with impunity, being Asian himself) says, "She's such an Asian--all she does is work and gamble." (Not really true, but pretty funny.) |
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