Crawling From The Wreckage
We had a great weekend in NY. It was cool meeting Garth, Jordan, Dawn and KATM at Sox's home game on Friday. I booked a modest win.
On Saturday, we had a great meal (see Sox's post.) I have two things to add to his description. 1.) The foie gras with eel custard was sublime. 2.) I felt like a juror on the Iron Chef panel, except less whiny. Best.Meal.Ever.
As Sox mentioned, we went off to a seedy card club after dinner. I made a nice chunk of change there. It was good to play live against a bunch of maniac donkeys (as opposed to maniac bloggers.) I am looking forward to playing live more often, now that I have time to find a game. The underground scene just doesn't seem to be happening here in Atlanta.
On Sunday we went to Dawn's home game (thanks for hosting, Dawn.) F-Train showed up later on. While no one likes watching a junk-kicking, it was good to see him again. I suffered a minor loss which offset the modest win from the Friday game (ignoring Weak Wife's losses.)
We went home on Monday. I stayed up late and slept late. That brings us back to today. I intend to get my poker world in order slowly, just like I am getting my house in order slowly. I need to map out my poker course, do some book keeping, fix my blog roll, respond to people who have been commenting here (in general, thanks y'all for the kind words.) It will take time.
Fortunately I have time.