Haven’t watched Mean Streets in awhile. That’s one of my favorite lines from it. “I’m a mook…what’s a mook?”

Finished 19th in the Mookie tonight as DuggleBogey knocked me out. That’s twice in two weeks. I chipped up early thanks to hitting a pair and the nut flush draw and after pushing I rivered poor Katitude. Then I had the very real pleasure of having Otis sit down on my right with a big stack. As I said at the time, awesome.

I tread water until I was moved to a new table (my system glitched and I didn’t get to the table until my timer beeped) and I had pocket 8s. I raised, Duggle re-raised, and I pushed. He had AQ and flopped. I didn’t even get to say hello before I had to say goodbye.

Because I’m vain and insecure in equal measures I checked my SiteMeter stats today and got rather a shock. Lots and lots of hits, about 5x normal. I looked to see where all these folks were coming from and got another shock. Seems that Justin Fox, who writes the Curious Capitalist blog for Time Magazine, linked to something I wrote. Not something poker-related–it was my little snit-fit about the Post-Gazette using “Mr.” and “Mrs.” when referring to someone and wasting all that space. So that was pretty cool. Though I wonder how the hell he found his way here…

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