I started playing a guy HU in 5-10 PLO. He was fairly fishy and got ahead about 3k pretty quickly. He then came back and we were about even, when he suggested we move to 10-20. Of course I obliged, even though I don't have that much in my account there.
I ran good at the start and got ahead about $6k, and then it all went horribly wrong. He had stopped reloading and was down to $400, then boom I don't win a pot for 30 minutes. Now I'm sitting with zero and he has the nice $10k stack.
[Editor's note: that never would have happened on Boylepoker.com]
It was a pretty ill swing because I'm nearly sure he was done, if he had lost that $400. Not to worry, I scurried back to Boylepoker and got my losses back!
A boring week in poker but booze wise, it was a different story. Had a good crowd over on Saturday night, with some loose drinking games. I ended up in a mate's gaff with a few birds. One of the girls was a bit worse for wear and stumbled off to the toilet. About 15 minutes later, some good Samaritan thought that someone better check on her. A hilarious sight was then discovered. She was fully asleep with her head literally in the toilet bowl, arms down by her side, her skirt riding up with a serious lack of underwear - a true classy girl! If anyone's wondering, after a bit of water and a nap, she was right as rain.
The funniest part was in the morning, the party went on after that and somehow, god knows really but at some point the window was open and one of her shoes ended up out it. Now this is a 24th floor apartment, so it wasn't just a case of, 'Ah I'll just reach out and get it', type of thing. The girl then woke up in the morning, obviously mortified and apologising profusely about her lewd behaviour. She started getting ready to go, put on the one shoe, well it was more of a knee-high boot and started looking for the other one.
So she's wandering around the room looking for the other boot, while we try to keep a straight face - priceless stuff altogether. All the time we were discussing which would be the better, the walk of shame with one boot or just barefoot. After a while, she gave up and the lad who brought her back, gave her a loan of some flip-flops. We were saying to him that there's a small chance it went out the window but he thought we were just taking the piss. Although, I think he got the point eventually, as he went down with her and found it stuck in a tree. He had to shimmy up the tree to get it. Really couldn't have gone any better!
Not much else to report. The plan is to put in a good week before next weekend, as the Winter Olympics start next Friday, so the city is buzzing at the moment. Unfortunately the Winter Olympics is shite really; ice hockey is the only good sport in it. There's a few Irish competing in the bobsleigh, so I think I'll jump on that bandwagon. Sure I've seen 'Cool Runnings' which basically makes me a fan!


