Wednesday, July 06, 2005

Dispatches From The Front

It's a damned shame that gainful employment prohibits me from playing cards until 4:15 am on a Friday morning...because apparently that's what happened last Thursday night. Killer Bee retells the story in his own words:

yeah, the real entertainment came in the cash game....the kell was out to get the bee...the hand that put him over the edge was when i reraised him preflop, then checked on the flop. he hit top pair and just moved all in. I said "well i'm gonna have to call you. i flopped broadway." then it was "damnit, get me another $20 in chips." he and joepa were getting pissed because i was raising and reraising every hand...then whenever they had a decent hand and called me i had a monster. by the end it was costing $5-$10 to see a flop.... like isaid...craziness happens when a guy as drunk as i was keeps catching cards. every raise looks suspicous.