Date: Mon, 21 Aug 2006 22:29:15 -0700
From: Zbigniew
Subject: Zbigniew at BARGE 2006

Airplane chinese poker: +2 bucks on the way to Vegas. I luvz landing on
a winning streak. Don't tell Stubing: I am 7-1 in airplane chinese.

Lazy pineapple: not much happening here, but I last four hours and bust
out 15th. I'm pretty sure this is where I busted Paul Stine, netting a
coveted BCC Bounty plaque.

Lobah: nothing happening here. I last less than two hours.

Limit ring games: I sux. Dumped a load in 9-18 against some local
r00lerz, the proverbial "plays too loose preflop, tough postflop"
variety. Got stuck big time in Wynn 15-30, but came back for a four
big-bet win.

Team CHORSE: Team MPN was great this year, finished third, and won 50
per man. The ringers (Heldar, Bart Simpson, entrager) played great and
will start for us next year. If the MPN pussies de-puss for some
unfathomable reason, they will have to be on the waiting list.

No limit holdem ring game: I sux. QQ and I raise preflop. Fellow MPNer
calls. Flop is nine-high. I bet pot. MPNer jams. I puss out and fold. He
tables A9. Laterz, he tells me that he sensed weakness, that I bet pot
cuz I wanted to take it down there. I guess he was half right.

Stud shootout: nothing happening here. IGHN in 1:20.

TOC: nothing happening here. I last four hours.

Chinese poker: what possessed me to sit in a game with Michelle and JP
and Ploink? I should know better. I drop 500! "This is just a
card-catching game, right?"

NLHE tournament: w00t! I cash! 15th place after nursing a small stack
(M=3 to 6) through most of the tourney. I don't recall busting a single
player.

I noted only one hand. I call a raise on the button with 88. Flop comes
undercards. Opponent (Forgive me; name forgotten!) stares at me while I
stare at him. I say, "One of us has to look at the flop!" He replies
something unintelligible. Dealer says, "Action's on you, Zbig." I reply
immediately, "I'm all in." Everyone gasps. It turns out "unintelligible"
was "All in!" Lucky for me, he has Presto, which goes down in flames.
(From another game: "S00per seekrit inner circle knows: Presto sux!")

Last longers: w00t! I net 35. UGHN!

Reindeer games: w00t! I may have won, but lost track of how many racks I
bought. (Must drink!) I cashed in eight. (Chip castles require many
chipsz.)

Dinner with MPNers, wives and Bob O.: hugely enjoyable and great
company. Note to Bob: the correct countersign to "HCYCMWT? DYKWIA?" is,
"TWS." [1]

Wedding karaoke: I fukked up and got the time wrong, lost the car in the
Wynn parking lot (It was on level 1, not level 2.), circled the block
four times trying to find the Fitzgerald's parking lot (Valet "full,"
dammit!) [2], arrived two hours late and first thing I do is cadge a
souvenir from the groom. Then, I mooch two drinks and refuse to sing a
song. I'm a freakin deadbeat. (In fact, I sometimes forgot to toke the
dealers on incomings and outgoings before Saturday night. Hoser!) On top
of all that, everybody else was really nice and showed me a great time.
Thanks!

Banquet: good food, great speech. I loved the self-deprecating theme. It
projects humility while enabling the speaker to speak of nothing but
himself.

Thanks: Chuck, Peter, Venetian. Well done!

[1] "They were s00ted!" Yes, the whole thing happened in a true-life
televised p0cker drama! Look it up!

[2] And valet parking was freakin "full" when I returned to Caesars,
too! The valet checks my room charge card and the tower I'm staying in
is too low-end. [3] "Go park in the back, sucka!"

[3] "Low end"? I'll say! SO calls housekeeping as soon as we arrive to
complain that floor isn't vacuumed. "That ain't MY toe nail!"

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