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December 13, 2006
Tilt
Much like my friend Maudie, I had some goals for this trip, and among them was to spend more time with friends and less at the poker tables, have a fantastic meal or three, and not get sick. I accomplished almost all of them.
It was great getting to see everyone and pass the hours away, but as usual, it never feels like time enough. Waking up Monday morning though, I was ready to get the hell out of dodge. My Saturday tournament table featured Waffles on my left, who was sporting a steady fever along with the same clothes he had worn the night before. Having just gotten over a cold the week before, I threatened his life if he got me sick. I always get sick in Vegas, due to the climate change, lack of sleep, and the pack-a-day habit I typically pick up. This time though, there would be none of that - I could go, have a great time, and come home happy. I am DONE being sick in Vegas, and was going to do everything in my power to NOT.
I haven't yet worked out the how, but Waffles is a dead man. As if taking me down wasn't enough, he got Otis too. He deserves your scorn.
I had a 3:30 flight out of Vegas that landed me in Austin at 9:30. If I were healthy, that'd be time enough to play some poker, hang out with some friends, say goodbyes. As it was, I couldn't wait to get home, so I grabbed an earlier flight to Austin and left the IP on 15 different kinds of tilt. Landed at 4 and was asleep in bed mere hours later.
In chatting with Iggy tonight, we both expressed a certain amount of post-Vegas depression. There are moments I'd like to relive, and things I'd do differently (like stay away from Waffles!), but overall it was a wonderful, fun time. I'm not sure what if anything I can write up, but I'll try to piece it together into something marginally coherent.
In the meantime, the Sidekick sits relatively quiet, the pretty painful shoes have been replaced with slip-ons, and I miss you all very much. [Except for you Waffles; you can go to hell]
Posted by April at December 13, 2006 12:17 AM
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Miss you too :(
Posted by: Joanne1111 at December 13, 2006 03:14 AM
Welcome to the Waffles Fan Club! LOL
I'm sorry to hear that you ended up sick (AGAIN!), but kudos for a job well done, April!
Posted by: Pokerwolf at December 13, 2006 09:49 AM
I'm not just jealous. I'm jealous like dirty street cat.
Guys, you are great!
Posted by: Annie at December 13, 2006 11:30 AM
Thank you. Nuf said.
Posted by: DrChako at December 13, 2006 01:34 PM
I'm getting sick, too. Currently trying to stave it off by jamming zinc-laded q-tips up my nose.
Not that I'm one to divert a "Boo Waffles" train, but perhaps Vegas contributes to a depressed immune system. Nah. Goddamn Waffles.
Posted by: JoeSpeaker at December 13, 2006 06:15 PM
My wife is mysteriously sick...
Waffles better start hiding at Carmen's house during Vegas trips from now on :)
Posted by: Drizztdj at December 14, 2006 08:49 AM
Hey, enjoy your updates and have linked to you from my blog... would be great if you could link back - I'm at blogspot http://plan3tgongpoker.blogspot.com
Cheers!
Mark
Posted by: Mark at December 15, 2006 06:51 AM
Sure Sure.. First your stupid Houston Texans screw me out of $480 then you start a lynch mob after me when you know you must have gotten more action than any of the ladies at the Geisha bar this weekend!
As always it was a JOY to see you. I can not wait until the summer! I am going to try and go for a whole week then.
Posted by: sirfwalgman at December 15, 2006 01:02 PM
Good seeing you again.
Thanks for all of your hard work in setting this up.
Posted by: Daddy at December 15, 2006 01:59 PM
Great job, April. Thanks!
Posted by: Karol at December 18, 2006 01:24 AM