Well, I have been invited to a home game by a fellow blogger. The fact that it is a two hour ride gave me pause but, in the end, I decided it was too cool an opportunity to pass up. So, tomorrow, after work, I will kiss the swabs good night, fill up the tank, and turn the black ship Chevy upstream to the old trading station town to take part in some beer drinking, dial-a-shootin', and No-Limit poker. This will be the first poker road-trip I have taken since starting this blog and am damn sight looking forward to it. Of course, I have never met nor talked to anyone who will be there, I barely know the real names of just some of the players, and to the best of my recollection, I've never even been to Greer. Sounds like the perfect opportunity for some over/under wagers.
Number of shots taken by me? The rumor is an internet celebrity will be calling in for shots. I have a long drive home and a graduation to go to on Saturday. On the other hand, peer pressure may be high. I'm setting the line at 3.
The amount of money I will win/lose? The game is .25/.50 NL with a $50 buy in. My ring game NL has been pretty weak lately as I have been concentrating on NL tourneys and ring limit. I also have a tendency to lose early and quickly before making back some of my losses. On the plus side is that no one has ever played with me and they may believe the hype that I'm tight. This may let me steal a few pots. Unfamiliarity will probably win out though. This one, I'll set at minus $75.00.
How long before someone asks me a legal question? I find that guys who drink and play cards have a tendency to have "friends" who have some legal issue they need to discuss. Domestic issues, DUIs, on the job accidents. I've been asked questions about every legal topic under the sun in every life situation. On the other hand, this may be a completely respectable group with no problems. Two hours.
How long before I mention I was on Jeopardy? This is a tough one. I find that I bring it up about once a week but I am always embarrassed when I do. It's the same situation I was in when I had really long hair coz I was a headbanger man! I had the locks but I was so self-concious I kept iy in a pony-tail all the time. Why have it if you don't show it? The most common reaction I get is something like this: "Wow, that's so cool. Aren't you glad you didn't have to play Ken Jennings?" everyone also wants to know what questions I missed, which is painful to relate or how much money I won, which is embarrassing (especially compared to Jennings). I'll set this one at three hours.
How many hot dogs I'll eat" Well, if they are there, I'll eat all of them. If they aren't, take the under. Three.
How many ounces of Mt. Dew? I used to go through a couple of the BIG cups of gas station soda on road trips with the bands when we had to drive all night to get to the next town. It was chewing the ice that kept me awake more than the caffeine in the Dew though, I think. I used to be paranoid about getting pulled by a cop after a couple of hours of chewing on ice. 'I 'wear owwiwer, I hawent been dwinking a bit." 32 oz.
How long before I realize I'm hopelessly outclassed? pfft. 5 minutes or however long the first hand takes.
The spoils of my conquests of Jamaica and Ireland are cooling in the fridge and will be my offerings tomorrow night. The bank machine will surrender its booty to provide me the ammo to do battle. I hate leaving the first mate alone to control the swabs while I'm gone. Hell, by the time I get back, she'll be the Captain (Like she's not already) and I'll be relegated to the galley. It'll be worth it though to meet some of my favorite writers and play some cards. Who's the lucky one?