Poker on the Strip

I haven't played poker on the Strip for about a week, so today my plan was to head down to Bally's around 9 a.m. and enjoy a full day there.

My departure was delayed for about an hour, because some furniture delivery truck blocked my exit. It was a little frustrating, but it allowed me some time to read and help Helen with her stretching exercises.

I finally got on the road around 9:30 and arrived at the Bally's parking deck some 30 minutes later. The Bally's poker room had two tables going and a waiting list of about 5 names. I added my name to the list, the mgr. opened another table and we played 6-handed for about 15 minutes until four more players showed up.

Early on I had trouble getting any type of hand. For about 30 minutes I didn't play a single hand. But my patience was rewarded around 11:15-noon when I had a hot streak. At one point I won 4-of-5 hands and guys at the table were grumbling about my hot streak. One 20-something guy in a dirty Syracuse University hat and sunglasses was really loud about it. He vowed that we'd have a showdown and that "he'd get" me.

It never happened.

I was really catching good cards today. Three times I looked down at A-A, winning two of those hands and losing to a straight the third time. Several times I had pocket pairs Q-Q, 10-10 (catching a 3rd 10 on the flop and winning the hand), 8-8 twice, 3-3 three times (and never improving on them, but winning one hand when I bet $17 and no one called me.)

I played until about 5:15 and cashed out with a profit of $91.

While I was grinding out a poker profit, Helen did some laundry, did some exercises and watched a little TV.

It was about 6 p.m. when I arrived home. We had leftovers from Cheesecake Factory for dinner. Now we're just relaxing, watching some TV.

But tomorrow the adventure continues...