Touching Cloth
What a pleasant phrase that is… yes Dimmy’s bowels are playing up again. The nerves are jangling and the maid is eyeing me with suspicion. But so far no major accidents. Hopefully that will hold true on the poker table today. I’m not in that bad a position, better than I expected to be. Unless the draw changes I am on a table with no monster stacks. One player on 40K three on circa 25K Two of us on circa 17K and two shorties on around 5k. But today it gets serious and there’s bound to be more pushing. If the cards don’t come I’ll have to use my wits. But I have a feeling that today may be my day. Paddy McCloskey is the only other Irishman at my table, three Scandies, one German, one French and one American.
Yesterday was spent drinking and relaxing mostly. This ended up in Cool Hand Lukes with us playing a “Friendly” one one Omaha game. The friendly part being that we were only supposed to buy in for €50. Eddie and I started singing Elvis numbers and did our impressions of Louis Armstrong and Boney M amongst others. Padraig was so impressed he went to the pub, Jessy couldn’t stop laughing and Willow and Eamon kept raising the pot. In the end Des Doc Farrell and I walked out small winners. So maybe things are looking up after all.
Bounty:
For obvious reasons I will not be playing my bounty tonight. But it will be going ahead at the usual time of 19.00 with Mrs Dim filling in for me. She’ll be playing under my name so you still have to look out for Fatboy… But it won’t be easy this week as we all know who wears the trousers.
$10 =$1 19.00hrs PPP $100 Bounty