Poker is a crazy game. I spend a lot of time playing, thinking about or whining about poker. Somehow after a year and a half of playing I think I am probably dead even. Even crazier: live poker against players I respect is making up for the money I am losing to the fish online.
I returned to Colorado for another game of mountain poker, I returned to A.M. for a tournament and some baby no-limit ring and I returned to Poker Stars. I’ll try to keep this brief. [UPDATE: No such luck.]