PEACHFRONT SPEAKS

have a hoppy easter with 9, 7 of clubs

2009-04-12 - 1:18 p.m.

Note: Click the above photo to see what I've posted so far or come back in a couple of weeks for more photos of my hikes and adventures this spring in Turkey. For now, we're in Vegas.

Having a "hoppy" Easter in Vegas.

• On Friday night it rained down a cold rain on our heads, so I wore the vivid pink raincoat on Saturday. Result: No rain.

• Of a hustler on the bridge, IMOM says, "That bum still has that dog." I said, "It's not the same dog, he's selling those dogs." We walk past, and we're both wrong. Today he's selling a rabbit.

• One of the nom de guerres has been awarded a jacuzzi suite. Yay, us.

• A swingy day at poker. I lost almost 3 racks at 15/30, then won a bit over 3 racks at 30/60. Hell, if you're going to lose big and win big, that's the way you want to do it. Result: Profit.

• I has my first class upgrades and you don't.

• Humor hand of the week from 30/60: Laggy guy (who shares a name with a chicken producer) recently seen limping in with 3, 4 offsuit limps in again, loose bad player who raises light even without such encouragement raises, and because I think they don't have much and also because I don't want to make my hands too easy to read against these regulars, I 3-bet with 9, 7 of clubs. Hey, it's sooted. Blinds fold, the two regulars call. 10-2/3 small bets in the pot. Flop is 5, 3, 3. Check, check, I bet, call, call. Turn is a 9. Laggy guy bets out, as he always would when first to act in this spot. Loose bad guy calls as he always does in this spot. Call it 9 and a fraction big bets to me. There is only one way to find out what's going on in this decent sized pot. I raise my top pair, no kick. Laggy guy calls, so he has something but not a 3, probably a 9 or a 5. Loose bad guy calls. He has A5 or a pocket pair smaller than 9. River is a K. Check, check, check. Hilarity ensues as I crack up laughing. I'm splitting the pot with laggy guy's 9, 7 of diamonds. The truly bad player wasn't really much amused or amazed that we're splitting his money, because he figures our wacky play is par for the course, but I did notice that the better and the weak-tighter players were perplexed by what my 3 bets might mean for the rest of the session. Example: I blew a weak-tight lady off the best hand by three-betting from the small blind with QJ to get her heads up and fired the third barrel on an A-high flop, causing her to 1) fold after paying me off on the flop and turn, and 2) rack up and stomp off to 15/30 without another word. I didn't show the bluff, obviously, but she seemed to know in her heart that she'd been played. She just didn't have it in her to call that last bet.

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