Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Slept hard and well, rose early. I beat the sun.

Checked the blogs, read the blogs. The sun still hadn’t raised itself.

Checked into UB PLO8 bottom feeder stations and found an empty seat. The table had a deep stacker (16.00 dollars at a penny/tuppence table – but who’s bragging.) Deep stack wanted to play dime/quarter, no one wanted to play with him, he left.

Another fellow sat. He’d bought-in for two bucks at the eighty cent minimum. He wanted to play deep stack and got felted. I was granted two fulls: Aces and Kings; sixes and fours. Another fellow left.

I made ninety cents for six hands.

Awesome.

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I checked the blogs again and found that Andy Ward had posted. Outside the usual personalities he at times mentions, I found his observations of “Big Win’s” vs. “Usual Games”, and the frequency of large cashes interesting.

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In case you do not read him: http://www.richardmarcusbooks.com/blog.htm

He writes about scams and cheating. He tells he made a living scamming and cheating.

In this article: http://www.richardmarcusbooks.com/2009/07/chinese-women-running-nationwide-casino.htm

he said: Anyone offering to help you at a casino ATM should be considered a casino scam artist.

I’ll leave it to you to go there and do that, but if you go to Vegas? Well, maybe so. That is where the scam was uncovered after all.

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The sun is up on time, it didn’t over sleep. I’ve other trees down from the wind storms over Sunday night. I have outside work today.

Housekeeper told me a tale this day.

It was on her husband. They had, she said, been discussion humiliating things done/done to.

It seems one day, when a kid he was, attended a party for his Cousin. Among the things that kids seem to do is get dirty. The husband got very dirty and very wet falling into the short end of the farm pond, where the cattle drink.

Push had come to shove, and the only possible thing while waiting his clothes to dry was find extra. The other part of the equation on this visit was the Cousin is female.

Housekeepers husband spent the rest of the day wearing, as the only  item to fit him, the Cousins pedal-pushers.

The husband would not tell Housekeeper the color of the garment, though she thinks from the memory suppression the color was pink.

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Have a good. I just know you will.

_____

From the reaches,

Ten Mile

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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