Here I am again after being bugged by mister mania for so long because I have neglected this for oh so long. You wanted a new blog entry, so here it is mister mania. I really should appreciate the fact that he keeps asking me for it because it is really the encouragement I need but am completely ignoring. I have really enjoyed writing and one of my big fears what not having an audience or some bologna like that. I really need to embrace the fact that he is trying to help me get off my lazy ass and open up my creative outlets more. So I asked him a favor the other day and he said he would do the favor for me if I completed one of these damn things. What was the favor you ask? I wanted him to transfer me some money onto an online poker account so I can play with real money and chat with him about it while he was doing the same. So what should I write about today? How about poker!
Burda is after all the man who introduced me to the world of poker. I had known what it was before and had played it maybe a handful of times, but i never really understood the game or appreciated what it took to play it. I couldn't have had a better teacher to introduce me to the subject, I mean, its who he is. The man is a friggin poker player, his job is to play poker. He thinks poker, he dreams poker, he reads poker, he even blogs poker. It is his passion. It is something he really cares about.
One could argue that it is just a game of chance. While it is obvious that an element of chance is involved from the way the cards are dealt, it is also true that everybody has the exact same chance of getting those cards, so the stakes are the same. What you do with what you get is how the game is played. It's a game that is all about attitude and style. Self awareness is a very big part of how the game is played. Mind games are in play and reputations are on the line. Credibility is the name of the game. Integrity is king.
Other than mister mania reminding me of poker the object in my room that helps to remind me of it is a gift I got in a yankee swap xmas party at work. I got a liter of vodka that came with two decks of cards and a handful of chips. Its kind of neat, but in all reality, the fact that it came with so few chips makes it impractical as a poker set.
I went to foxwoods for the first time with mister mania. He also brought me to Vegas. Both times a lot of poker was played. Real life poker was so different than online poker. The adrenaline you feel is greater. He plays online all the time. I wonder if he still gets the same adrenaline for every had that I do when I'm playing in real life.
