I heard from two good friends the past week. My pal Shota gave me a call the other night. Shota is the friend whom I've written about before. Unfortunately his timing was off as I was playing a 5-10NL game. Cell phones at this casino are not permitted at the tables. But I took a break and we chatted about a bunch of stuff including his favorite hobby, chemistry.
On a down note I also heard from my long time friend David. He's currently living in Portland having moved their from SoCal about 6 years ago. Apparently he was riding a bike and his lock became trapped in his spokes throwing him head first into a car. He shattered a bone in his arm. He had surgery which I believe went alright. However, they did a MRI to be certain he had no other internal injuries and none were found. But they did spot cancer on one of his kidneys and he will have follow up surgery later this week most likely to remove the organ.
At the NL tables this past weekend I was stacked on Friday however, made a really nice comeback Saturday night. I love when a drunk Texan, wearing a huge cowboy hat, sits down at 3am buys in for the game max. His first hand, was a great sign of what was about to come based on his action on the river.
Player: Bets $375.
Drunk Hat: Can I make it $400.
Dealer: No sir, you'll need to double the bet
Drunk Hat: OK, lets make it $950.
Dealer: Call, lets see your cards sir
Drunk Hat: Kh 2d (K high no pair)
Player: Set of Qs
I knew right then it was going to be a good night and I was correct. Thanks to my new, drunk cowboy pal :D