Teh Diet Starts
Tuesday, January 31st, 2006Pokah
Being a Professional Poker Player™ requires patience. It also requires being able to handle the suckouts and bad beats. Here’s one for you:
I get dealt KJo…
I didn’t get much time to play this weekend, plus the results were such that I just didn’t feel like playing. Four SNGs. Total. Results: 10, 8, 4, 6. Ug. I know, small sample size, many of you play 4 SNGs at a time, much less across a whole weekend
I just didn’t have time to play this weekend.
Teh Diet
Monday was the official start of Teh Diet. I’m on a quest to lose 25 pounds. I was going to start next Monday, ie. after the Super Bowl so that I could actually enjoy the food and such at the Super Bowl party I’m going to on Sunday. This plan was, of course, thwarted by The Princess, who is my diet buddy. She basically forced me to start on Monday, so here I am eating salads again.
I also bought celery. Which I hate. With a passion. sigh
In preparation for Teh Diet, I planned for a big blowout meal on Saturday night. Mrs. H and I went to go see Underworld 2 (good movie, especially if you liked the first, and Kate Beckinsale in leather and a corset for 2 hours? how wrong can you go with that?) and then planned on going to the Mongolian Bar-B-Q (Khan’s for the locals), which is quite possibly my favorite place to go to eat (and actually may not be that bad if I stay away from the tons of noodles).
We show up at 6:30 and they say it’s an hour wait. We usually eat at 5:30, so I’m already dying. Now I’m depressed. The Mrs, in her infinite wisdom, suggests Big Bowl at the nearby mall (again for the locals, Rosedale). We go there, me still pouting, and there’s an hour long wait there. Frack!
We look down the hall and see Macoroni Grill. Huzzah! They only have a 20 minute wait. We sign in and then go sit at the bar to wait. I order a SoCo and we get chatting a bit with the bartender. She seems to appreciate a little attention other than the work crap. Finally we get called and Mrs H goes to check in. I stay to settle up and tell the bartender that another order of this will be coming through shortly (some waiters cannot grasp the concept of drinking something straight). When we find out our table is in the bar area, the bartender just smiles and pours a snifter about 75% full of SoCo.
Yeah baby.
Mrs. H and I have had a tough January. We’ve had to work through some tough issues, and it’s taken a week or two to get there, but we have. A decent meal (their pesto is pretty good for a restaurant) and a couple good drinks and we hashed out a lot of what was troubling us. Actually, we had most of it cleared up earlier in the day, but we got everything pretty much cleared up and we’re back on track and things are better than ever.
TV
Finally caught an episode of “King of Vegas”. I so want that hour of my life back. First off, it’s confusing. I more or less know the games and didn’t know what the heck they were doing. Not knowing bet sizes, what they’re betting on, etc. makes it tough to follow.
Watching David Williams double up in three hands of poker to be “Sitting Pretty” was like watching CJ play a tourney. He couldn’t lose. Watching the craps section was painful. The poker deathmatch was even worse.
High Stakes Poker, on the other hand, is pretty interesting. Check it out on GSN for a showing of a no limit cash game. Some of it’s kind of cheesy, but for the most part it’s pretty neat.
Finally…only a couple more days until Survivor!!!

