* Insert witty title *

OMG, dead blog alert. Here’s your overdue update in number form:

29. The number of days off poker I had recently. Most refreshing. Took all my money off of all but one site and spent liberally. I’ve just stuck some back on an ipoker skin because for all its faults I ‘have its number’ so to speak.
12. That’ll be the number of tables I’ve started playing to get back in the swing. I’m clearing a bonus so volume is key. Will re-evaluate if its +EV when I’ve played enough hands.
0. That’ll be the money I had in Full Tilt when it all went ‘West Ham’. Phew.
3. The number of hours per week that I’ve lost by agreeing to get the youngest into a local football team. Two days a week sat in some grotty pavilion. Great. I can see why parents get into coaching – it’s the lesser of two evils.
2. The number of games remaining in our pool league and also the number of consecutive titles we’ve won. The competition all faded away and we kept winning without drama.
15. The number of minutes it takes to walk to our new home venue in the snooker league. We’ve moved to an old social club which used to cost a bomb to get into but has now done away with membership and gone down the ‘let any old idiot in’ route. So now they’ve got some idiots! Top restaurant attached too. Oh and they sell my favourite beer too. Get in there! For any snooker fans reading at our presentation night we had it confirmed from a top 16 pro that everyone on the tour KNOWS John Higgins was guilty as hell and has got away as light as a Doggy cold 4-bet.

That’s all your getting. I’m off on my hols next week (not that any further postings were due). If any burglars read this – there’s nothing worth taking – the only shit I bought with my withdrawals was fine wine and food.

Woof