Jackson Square
I'm not going to lie. Its fucking cold in new orleans. At least in the casino it is. The temperature is so different from outside the casino that Im worried that my lungs will collaspe if I wander in and out too many times during the day.
The Stunning One and Chris... Bell the night before the main event.
Table draw:
Seat 1: The Syringe. This guy left the table for a good half an hour during the first level to get a sangwich but he waited to get back to the table to shoot up his what I'm assuming is his insulin. Never seen that at the poker table.
Seat 2: young buck with a card runners sweatshirt on. He seems to know his shit and plays like he's watched a lot of CR videos.
Seat 3: a complete donk... JDN
Seat 4: random southern white guy
Seat 5: random Asian. Non-sag but total retard. He's exposing hands during play, touching other peoples cards and chips and being an all around moron.
Seat 6: random older southern white guy with two sets of glasses on
Seat 7: The Russian.
Seat 8: random southern white guy
Seat 9: The Stunning One Bill Edler
Hey! I spy John Little! Hope that's really him playing. Rim shot please.
1st break 7k
2nd break. Treading water with 7k.
The Russian calls my river bet with ace high and its good. So poor.
Bill is locking his cup while thinking about his hand. Yuck. I think is an involentary action and he has no idea that he's doing it. I tell him after the hand, which he wins with a gutter ball on the river, that if we're ever in a hand together he absolutely cannot lick his cup. He said, "Oh was I licking my coffee cup?"
"Yes you were. I've seen porno with less tongue in them." I respond.
Shortly there after I ask Bill to make me some change with a 1k chip. I flip the chip to him but the moron in seat 5 grabs it and tries to give me change. I tell him I don't want it from him, I want it from Bill. He asks why he can't give me change and I tell him that he's bad luck.
I tell him to give it to Bill but he won't. He gives Bill the change and Bill sends me 2 $500 chips. Fucking idiot.
I get widdled down to 3k or so in the 3rd level. I limp in late position with KQ off behind a couple of limpers. The moron in seat 5 raises the blind 5x. Ok he's got 99. Seat 1 calls as do I. The flop comes Q 3 5. Seat 1 checks and I ship it. Moron can't get his chips in quick enough has seat 1 folds. I show my KQ and moron shows obvious remorse for calling. He's got TT. Turns is a T and I'm out. I wanted to kick this tard in the teeth for being an annoying moron all day. I thought about the psyhics of jump kicking him over the table but decided to go back to the hotel and beat my GF.
World Series here I come on a down swing.
JDN
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