Easy Night!

Got some pokers in on Sunday. Went to mass in the morning, then my wife went to the Korean church, and left me in charge of the kids. We watched the Charger game, then I microwaved a prepackaged tri-tip roast (not so good) for lunch. My youngest daughter is getting over being sick, so I made her chicken noodle soup from a can. At first she didn't want to eat it, but after I told her it's like medicine it will make you feel better, she ate almost the entire bowl, saying yum, this is good.

After my wife got back home, we lazed around for a bit, and then decided to go out for Italian. I was all geared up to go to Domenic's in Poway, a good Italian restaurant I like, when my wife said, let's go to Olive Garden, since the kids like it there. I was stunned . . . what? Olive Garden? Seriously? I haven't been there in like 10 years. It was as bad as I remember.

Then I got to Oceans-11 around 8:15 pm and ran over the 20/40 game to the tune of 65 big bets in like 5 hours. Nothing like winning a rack an hour, and that doesn't include the bajillion hands that had I played I would have made the nuts. And the time my top set of aces got cracked by T7 sooted!

On Friday night, I sweated the sickest no-limit hand I have ever personally witnessed. I walked up to my buddy playing in a 3-handed 10/10 no limit game. He was in the small blind with 56 off suit, the button live straddled. He called, the big blind made a small raise to like 90, and both players called. Big blind had maybe 1000 total, and the button had around 6 thousand, and my buddy covered them both. Flop came 378 two diamonds. Some bets went in, and we see a turn of the 4h. My buddy has the stone cold nuts. He checks, big blind moves all in for his last 500, button calls, and then my buddy ships it all in for like 4500 more. The button agonizes forever, shows his hand Ad9d, and then CALLS off all his money on a just a draw. The river blanks off, and my buddy scoops like a 13,000 dollar pot with 56 off suit. Oh, the big blind? He had pocket aces and was drawing dead on the turn. My buddy gave me 50 bucks for sweating him the hand. Recently, I have been sweating everybody winners! I am like the sweat good luck box magnet these days.