Back In The Saddle

No poker for three whole days. What is the world coming to? To be fair, the lost poker time has been well spent.

I've been on a DIY frenzy, putting units together to store my ever expanding collection of poker books, as well as assorted other paraphernalia. Most people hate DIY, but I actually enjoy it. Work at the moment is a real grind, and I get a sense of satisfaction from actually doing something which is productive in a very real sense, rather than the ephemeral and sometimes, I feel, mythical, productivity of my 'proper' work.

Lots more DIYing to come, as the baby eta draws closer.

For my endeavours, I awarded myself a night at the pub to watch the Inverness Caledonian Thistle v Celtic game on Setanta last night. Well worth a few pints. More Aiden McGeady magic; Craig Bellamy integrating nicely into the team; and three points in the bag. Heck, we even got a penalty from Hugh Dallas!

Returning home with a Tennents fuelled glow warming my innards, I decided to launch a smash-and-grab on Full Tilt Poker. Still grinding that bonus!

45 minutes of 2/4 Hold Em for a $61 profit. If my hourly rate was that consistent, 'real' work would be history by now. Hand of the session was seeing a cheap flop with QJs, flopping top pair with Q kicker. Bet, raised, called. Turn was a J. Bet, raised, raised, called. River was another J. Quads! Funnily enough they only called that bet. Nice way to round off a very pleasant evening.

I do think Full Tilt is gradually loosening up. I certainly seemed to get more action with my good cards last night. Long may it continue.