What a night. I start off by going to see my dad. It was kind of weird. My mother called me this afternoon at work and tells me I should probably come and see him. He is on a ventilator and they are removing the IV except for morphine and sleeping drugs. It is weird but I was starting to get teary eyed while talking to my mother. If I had to guess my reaction in a million years that’s would not be it. It kind of reminds me of when my dog Charlie “Went to the Farm”. I believed there was a farm until.. oh.. two years ago when my parents fessed up. One minute your sitting in class doing 5th grade math and the next your crying hysterically and do not know why. Hopefully I will not progress to this level. I am thinking it is possible though. So I decide to leave work early and drive up to see him. It is pretty scary looking. My sister the felon came by earlier and ran out of the room screaming or something. She could not deal at all. I dutifully stayed. He was in and out of conciseness. I do believe he knew I was there at least when he opened his eyes. I have to think he wanted to say something but with the respirator and his inability to breathe it was kind of hard. My wife and kids showed up for a little while too. It was pretty touching to see little Sarah go up and stroke his hand. She is a good girl. I mentally told my father that I forgave him for not being the best dad. Hell, it is hard to be a father. I feel at piece with the situation and hope that he passes on soon so that he can be out of pain. Tomorrow is my birthday and with my luck that will be the day.
So I came home and I was ready for some action. I decided to go to a freeroll first to see what I could do. I ended up placing 372 of 1850 for the satisfaction of being mediocre. Albeit slightly less mediocre than 400 people or so.
I decide to play some cash games. I deserve to be shot. I am playing well doing excellent at one table and end up 8.25. The table freezes and I have to leave. I then join a table and get 10-10. I should have sent it a long distance. I made a classic mistake along with several other just bad ones. The flop is 8JJ. I get raised eight bucks by a smaller stack (All In) and decide since he is loose to gamble a little. What I fail to take into account is the larger stack behind me that raises me. Now I decide to compound my error by calling his huge 16 buck raise. Hello? Anyone home? Just to top it off I throw my last seven bucks in on the river where a K fell, and made his KJ boat. Umm. Ok. So I am probably better off leaving for the night. Not me though. I sit down at an SNG. About half way into it I decide to jump on a cash table and take it easy. Four hands later I end up calling all in on a small flop with QQ. The other guy in the hand with me calls also. So we are talking almost a $75 pot here. The aggressor flips AA. Ooops. However the Poker Gods smile at me and I spike my two outer on the turn. It is more than enough to put me up for the night however I am very disappointed I broke my rules twice tonight it really reinforces why I made them in the first place. Top Pair is just not that strong.
So one step forward in taming my inner lion and two steps back. So be it. One of these days I will get that itchy trigger finger under control. For now I have the paper and if I can follow it I can win.