I plan on having a poker tournament sometime.  Well, I’ve been planning on having a poker tournament for sometime.  It’s taking time like all i do though.

I’ve set benchmarks for assessing progress, and I’m coming along on all the material goals (high grade chips and cards, a table, chairs, adult diapers), but am getting nowhere with the actual plans.  this could be blamed on laziness, but instead I choose to give credit to Eisenhower on this.

He taught me to favour planning over plans.  And he was right.  If I went off and made plans for some poker tournament, then think of all the shit that could go wrong causing the plan to unravel.  Setting a date would be difficult, people would cancel, someone might die, an epidemic could hit.  But instead by just planning, I have everything in place in case the Nazis try to challenge me to set up a poker tournament immediately.  “Oh yeah Hitler?  Well it just so happens I have everything right here to run one, even an automatic card shuffler that requires outdated giant batteries from the 1930’s.”  And then Hitler would surrender, and there’d be streets named after me for being the guy to finally defeat Hitler.

But my refusal/failure to actually make plans for a tournament more and more makes me think it’s just never going to happen.  Which is too bad because I really need to practice face to face play before I go on a cruise in January where I plan to spend the entire time in the Casino playing poker.  So far my face to face play has just taught me that I’m incapable of both remembering what my hole cards are if they aren’t on screen in front of me, and incapable of realizing I don’t know what they are.  So I giggle a lot and keep raising.  And if we make it to showdown, I’m very often as shocked as you are by what I went all the way with.  This isn’t really a winning strategy. 

Well, my exposed jawbone just started to hurt like shit, so I’m going to go use some mouthwash, take some painkillers, and lay down.  Screw this post.