Poker trip…

taking a short weekend trip to vegas on friday to play poker for a few days. back in the day (read: 2005 or so), this type of trip was a common part of my weekend schedule. i used to spend entire weekends parked at tables, writing elaborate trip reports upon my return. weren’t those the days? in fact, one year i even spent new year’s eve sitting at a poker table at the bellagio, surrounded by seven other degenerates. that sparked this great conversation that i’ll never forget:

player 1: hey, it just hit midnight!

player 2: hey, happy new year guys…

[voiceless shuffling of poker chips]

player 3: i’m all-in

i’ll never forget THAT choice exchange. don’t worry, we recovered and ordered a round of patron shots to celebrate. even the dealer faked taking his shot.

anyhow, these days? poker trips like those are few and far between. i don’t do those detailed trip reports anymore, mostly because i realize in reading them years later that i sound like a jackass*, but it should be a fun weekend. maybe if i learn a thing or two over the course of the weekend, i’ll jot them down and write them here for old times.

i’d like to play in a tournament this weekend (maybe over at the venetian or caesar’s) and hopefully some good mixed game action (if it’s going at the venetian). other than that, just good old-fashioned gambling fun…

*= invariably i ALWAYS realize years later that i knew NOTHING about poker when i thought i did. it’s part of playing an incredibly complex game and constantly trying to improve. and then every now and then you start reading a new book that absolutely humbles your knowledge (like The Mathematics of Poker, right now for me). at this point it’d be like a guy cooking himself canned spaghetti and talking about being a great italian chef.