The Poker Gods Wish Me a Happy Birthday

The poker gods must know it’s my birthday. The big 25!

I played two $2/4 tables this morning and won 48 BB in 99 hands at one table and finished less than a BB ahead at the other. Not a bad way to spend an hour and a half.

My brother gave me 4 suited show glasses as a present to go along with the card protector he bought me for Christmas. The shot glasses are pretty neat. My sister bought me a few more books, namely Tournament Poker for Advanced Players and Caro’s Book of Poker Tells. With all of the new reading material I won’t have any time to play poker, but I should be making a TV final table soon. Ha ha!

Just Another Day

To me, a birthday is just another day in the year. Nothing all that special, except that you are officially a year older now. Today I’ve hit the quarter century mark (for the slow thinkers out there that means 25 years). Man, I’m getting old! At least my car insurance will go down and I can rent cars without getting raped by the extra $25/day fees. I guess the next thing I have to look forward to is a senior citizen discount.

It’s funny how we want to grow up so fast as kids, but as we get older, we want time to slow down.