Okay!

This is a little ridiculous. I have 2 days before the trip and I have spent the last few days getting all my ducks in a row. Everything was running pretty smooth, but today has been a fiasco. Whatever I've tried to do has ended in one failure or the other. Took me 3 hours and 4 different locations to get my check cashed. The truck that is suppose to take my ass to Biloxi broke down. I'm not done with the day yet.

I WILL NOT TILT!

Debating to go get a haircut or go to the track to pad the bankroll a little more.

*EDIT*

FUCK YEAH!!!! TRUCK IS FIXED!!!

To be plugged in...

You can know certin things. You can know when you are ahead. You can know when you are behind. There are points that you can know exactly where you are at in every move that is made. Sometimes it isn't good enough.
It is a standard Thursday night game. A lot of hocus pocus, a lot of to much to soon. I night for the butchers and the bloody. It is a standard night at Blood Meridain. The "Cormac Mcarthy" proving ground, where everyone is the "kid". I am always the "kid". They never believe me.
When you move with AQd and you get called by K10c, you have to figure you are the likey Pony boy. Not always the case. Sometimes it doesn't work out. Sometimes they hit the "K" on the river. I'm plugged in. I knew I was beat when he tabled the "k". I can't wait for the "Missipp..."


I will give the state a reason to have a name. They are all going to miss!!!! Everyone can't get lucky all the time.......
....right?

So close...

I can taste the air. I can almost hear the bells and whistles of the casino floor. I'm all plugged in. Lady Luck is taking me under her wing. Sunday and the four hour drive is around the cornor. I don't have much to say at this point. I am as eagar as I can be to feel the felt and say "raise."

The plan is to get there hit the cash games, make a little money. Monday watch the Noles and Miami tangle. Haven't decided what events I will play. I'll be there long enough to have a choice. This is gonna be a hell'uva trip.