It's Friday. Almost quitting time. Time to (briefly) forget about discovery disputes . . . motions . . . status conferences . . . and trials set for May. I've almost fully recovered from last Sunday morning's painful 25 minute stacking. I'm ready for some poker.
This weekend, it's back to Delaware Park. I figure, what better place to break my current downswing than the place where I've never - NEVER - turned a winning session (unless, of course, you count that one session last month where I got stacked for $300, rebought for $300, and cashed out $608 . . . I'm not counting that $8 as a win . . . a moral victory, perhaps . . . but not a win).
My mind is focused - T.A.G. . . . Position . . . Pot Control . . . I think I'm ready. We'll see....
Good luck to those hitting the tables this weekend!