Posted by Dr Fro 1:41 PM
There were some miscellaneous Vegas thoughts I had that did not make it into the original post.

Poker players lie?
1. I love checking out what people wear in Vegas. The people-watching there is unlike any place I have ever been. First place goes to the guy sitting across from me at the main table with the T-shirt that read "I lie to girls." I asked if that T-shirt helps him any, and he said "not really."

Big hat, no cattle
2. There was a guy that sat next to me at one point with a very expensive suit on. He was a nice guy but he looked like and somewhat acted like Todd Wallace, the uber-gambler at U.T. from 1991-1995. This guy was not a very good card player and it was clear that he approached the game as gambler, playing any 2 cards, constantly raising the pot, always trying to buy his way out of busted draws, etc. Since he was sitting to my right, this whole situation was quite opportune. It seemed that everyone got a piece of this guy except for me. Eventually he won several pots and built a stack that rivaled mine. Shortly thereafter, we got tangled up in a hand in which he had no business being and I took all of his money. I watched him go to the wallet that had already produced 6 x $200 buy-ins to find a couple twenties and some singles. He was tapped out. We chatted for a bit and he told me how he lost his job several months ago and how he had no luck in finding one. So, he decided to take his chances and build up a bankroll at the poker table in Vegas. Without going into the ridiculousness of his plan or how he fully made the bed he was about to sleep in, I have to tell you that for the first time in my life, I really felt sorry for a guy I just beat. Trust me, there was no BS to his story. He was waaaaay too concerned with his image to say these thing if they weren't true. So, I felt like a jerk for my earlier salivating over his stack, wanting it for myself, when I was the one that could afford to lose. It was an unfamiliar feeling for me. Don't get me wrong, I didn't exactly give him a refund or anything - I just felt bad...while I stacked his chips on top of mine

Or perhaps you don't want to see the second largest ball of twine on the face of the earth, which is only four short hours away?
3. Morris bought a Bellagio hat. It's bright blue and says "Bellagio" quite conspicuously across the front. The hat is not necessarily obnoxious, but when he wore it with a polo that was the exact same color, he screamed "tourist". I bet that the hat alone was worth over $1,000 worth of calls that day. Seeing as how Morris did better than any of us, I think I should get a hat like that.

All of us have bad luck and good luck. The man who persists through the bad luck -- who keeps right on going -- is the man who is there when the good luck comes -- and is ready to receive it.
4. I figured it must have been my lucky day when the first two hands I was dealt at the main table on Friday night were AA and AA. The odds of the first hand being AA is 1 in 221. For the 1st 2 hands to be AA is 1 in 48,841. However, I should have known that luck was not on my side on Saturday. I woke up and got down to the sports book 1 minute after tip off of the Illini game. I got up from the poker game to bet on the late game and it was 30 seconds past tip off. I was going to bet on Illinois and NC. I would have won $200.

And Junell is Carol's illiterate son...
5. I worked on my chip tricks while at the table. I mastered the thumb flip. I can do front-to-back, as well as back-to-front and can use either hand. When I mastered the left hand, I told my poker compadres "I'm amphibious." They didn't catch the joke and asked if I meant "ambidextrous". I also did some variations on the thumb flip, including using 8 chips and flipping 3 over 5. I did the somewhat easier switch, too. I found that the coolest is to mix up the switch and flip. By "master" I mean I could do it, but I didn't necessarily look smooth. What I never mastered (although one nice man at our table tried to help me) was the twirl.

And unrelated to poker:

And Moab, he lay us upon the band of the Canaanites, and yea, though the Hindus speak of karma, I implore you: give her a break.
1. This morning at church we sat next to Jason Sehorn and Angie Harmon. They seemed very excited to see me and Mrs Dr Fro.

Four more years! Four more years!
2. Jane and I celebrated our 4 year anniversary this weekend. She's still the best bet I ever made.

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