I love to play cards. I've been playing cards for most of my life. I still remember being just out of middle school, sitting down with a bunch of young airmen at a picnic and playing poker. I remember long nights of cribbage trying to get used to the new time zone half a world away. I remember sitting in for one of my parents when they were playing pinochle. I've played cards for as long as I can remember. Old Maid, War, Crazy Eights, Egyptian Rat Race, Spoons, Canasta, Sets & Runs, Solitaire.
Last night I went to Bay 101 and played some 6-12 limit Texas Hold 'em. Just because I haven't played cards in about a month, well since Vegas which was a disaster of a trip when it comes to cards. But last night, we got seated about 8:30 and left around 10:00. The table was not real wild, altho there were a couple of people playing every single hand. For some reason, I was able to win most of my pots with either top pair, or bottom two pair, or even the occasional full house. I never flushed, or even filled in a straight. Got beat a couple of times when someone had a good hand, but I didn't bet when I didn't have the winner. And yet I walked away doubled up plus. I like hit and runs like that. I don't play well over long periods of time. If I win early, I should know to get my ass out of the chair, take the money and run.
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