OMG, what a night.
First off, it was just a silly silly distracting night. But I think I am PokerSlut Season XX winnarwinnarchickindinnar... Of course, I kind of bought it, spewing for 11 rebuys/addon, then outlasting Gadzooks to make sure I held on for the victory and cashed 3/8 to make a 40 cent profit.
Which just goes to show, overall series championships can be won by the most persistent player, not the best player. Of course, that means I'm going to try to go back to back anyway because I'm a monkey.
Then, the multi-entry Survivor tourney. Ok, so it's really like a Matrix SNG that never ends. Joy, I hated those.
My first two entries couldn't win flips. My other two make the final table out of 81 entries. So I got that going for me to at least break even.
I really nitted up and didn't do anything amazing until the final table. Then I pulled the usual Heff Suckout Rungoot (95 into Q5, hit a 9, KT into TT, hit a K, then ran AA into AQ, flopping a set, seeing a flush hit the turn, but filling up on the river) and had a chip lead with four players left. I was feeling goot and having fun.
Then the wife and nanny show up and tell me there's a water leak downstairs in the basement. Oh Joy.
Now, of course I'm like, WTF, it's 12:30, how does this happen? Obviously, everyone knows where the master shutoff is, it's in the basement, and I don't hear a leak. By now I'm off of BDR and try to ask what exactly is going on. while trying to play and win. After all, I have my priorities, and I don't know if this is a major leak or a drip.
Eventually, I have to look at the laundry room (right above the leak) and the garage, and end up guessing that maybe all the rain combined with the tree that was on our roof for a week after the last big snow, may have sprung a leak from the roof through the walls that let go tonight in the basement. Water downstairs was visible, but minimal - didn't seem like something from a leaking pipe or from the washer. I guess I get to be more of a detective Monday. But it was less of a gusher and more of a slow drip that had run its course by the time I looked at it.
All of which is to say, after the AA hand, I didn't even notice what was going on. I look back now and it wouldn't have mattered anyway - I never had a hand and would have had to manufacture every pot for the last 25 hands I basically missed. GG NYRambler for pwning me HU.
2/81 is another good result for me. Dawn Summers says buh-bye.
Team Fish is down to minnows.
Meanwhile I've finished 1st or 2nd three of the five tourneys. Luckbox, I know.
Alpha squirrel, I guess.
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