The MATH was fine and I went out in the middle of the pack after misplaying a two pair hand into a straight. Tonight is fun poker night with the drinking club. I have to go to G-Vegas in a bit but won't be up there long enough to get busted in an underground game. I still am thinking of a post on making poker decisions based on an underlying framework more so than on an independent analysis of each particular situation. As someone who had multi-tabled so much, I have had to rely on general, situational data to make my decisions as there was no time to do any deep thinking. Now that my play is down to much fewer tables, is it still correct enough to make the decisions in the same manner or would I be better served by looking at each situation more independently? It may turn out to be a major leak, a minor distinction, or may just turn into needless navel gazing. Whatever, it's pending.
When my younger brother and I were very little boys, my Mother had a serious health scare with her heart. I vaguely remember visiting her in the hospital and leaving without her which seemed strange to me at the time. Of course, I had no idea of what was going on at the time as I was so young. Years later, my Dad told me a little more about it and how he kept thinking to himself, “How am I going to take care of these boys if something happens to Dot?” Dad worked. For almost fifty years he has worked nights at the post office. Until his early 60’s he also worked at least another job and sometimes two or three more to go along with his three to four day a week golf habit. You could always count on him to be at ballgames and other important events for a kid but, other than that and the occasional providing of a free night for Mom on one of his infrequent nights off so we could go eat something exotic like pizza, he didn’t have much hand in our day to day. That was Mom’s domain. If something had happened to Mom at that time, I think Dad would have worked even more than he already did and Carson and I would have been spending the night with Grandma. Of course, Dad would have probably given us a lot of freedom as he had started working at nine and hitchhiked from Florence, S.C. to California and back when he was sixteen. Now, we were good kids and probably would have remained so, but it was nice having Mom around to make sure.
Breast cancer gets a lot of publicity. You can walk, run, bike to support the cause for a cure all you want. If you are a lady though, especially if you have people that depend on you (a clueless Daddy or some other dim bulb) do the most important thing. Go get those boobs squeezed by a licensed professional. I am sure there will be some offers from the unlicensed. Feel free to take them up on it if you’d like. Many hands make light work and all that, but do make that call to set up an appointment with your doctor. It can’t be fun but it beats the alternative by a mile.