Today was a sort of fun day, but pretty draining.

I elected not to play the 2k NLHE event for a few reasons. The stakes are pretty marginal to me for just a full ring tournament, and I had been out late the night before. Last night Jimmie and I went out to eat at Ruths Chris with Big Bryan and his crew, and Dani (Ansky). This is about the time I had dinner with Patrik.

Well, sort of.

We are sitting around talking about poker (shock) and high stakes cash games, and Patrik walks in with his (wife, I assume) date. The best part about it was that Dani was talking (at hyper Dani speed, obviously) and he had his back to the door, so PA walks in and Dani keeps right on talking- but everyone else stops and stares. We all get this awesome smile on our faces like a kid in a candy store, and then the built up laughter just explodes when Dani eventually figures out that PA just walked in. He gets seated at a table very near us, and we actually listen to him try to explain poker hands to his wife, trying very intently to get some strategy tips! It was semi-awkward because he was the topic of some of the conversation we were having, but hilarious in all aspects.

After dinner, we sat around and talked about random stuff. As PA is leaving, I get the idea that we should all leave too, so we can see what kind of car he brought, watch him drive away, etc. So we already had the bill tucked away, and we all race out to see his exit. As predicted by Dani, he gets in his black Aston Martin while his wife gets into a Range, and he speeds away. We awe at the precision and power with which he operates a motor vehicle.

After dinner, we went out to a club (Moon) at the top of Palms with Jimmie, Eddie, Dani and Ben (BBJ). Ended up staying out way too late, and dropped them off at Seamless actually for some after hours partying. I think Eddie and Ben picked up some birthday girl's phone number, but more or less it wasn't happening if you ask me (the only sober person). Jimmie managed to lose 350 dollars at penny slots while we were waiting for everyone (that's right, 35,000 credits); but he was multi tabling so that task isn't quite as accomplished as it sounds.

As if last night wasn't exciting enough, today I woke up late with the intentions of heading down to the Rio or Bellagio and playing some cash games. The online high stakes games have been so dry and I haven't had any ambition to play them, I'd love to book a few five figure winning sessions (and I wouldn't turn down a six figure one either). However, I got wind that Andrew (good2cu) was at a final table for the 5k Mixed FL and NL. He was 7/9 coming in, and the final table started at 4 PM. I decided to be lazy and just stick around and sweat that all day, so we got the whole crew together and took up an entire section of the seating area. We were loud and boisterous (obviously) and our behavior didn't sit well with everyone. At one point CardPlayer actually said: "The Andrew Robl contingent is getting more unruly as play continues and the drinks flow." Jimmie found that quote on his blackberry, and we all thought it was hilarious.

What were we doing exactly? Well, almost everyone had some kind of prop bets with each other for cards to fall and colors to hit the flop. I won 4k (but was up 15k at one point) from Peter betting on red flops. Gabe actually won a lot from Peter as well I think, but I am not sure of the figure so I won't speculate. Everytime Andrew would win a pot, we'd yell "R-O-B-L Robl Robl Robl" (to the tune of J-E-T-S Jets Jets Jets) or Gabe would scream "Good to see" and the whole group would wallow "YYYOOOOOOUUU."

It was a spectacle, frankly, and ESPN didn't know how to deal with it. They scolded us and gave us stern warnings and got the cameras away from us as much as possible. We had some great confrontations with the producer, most of which were priceless. My favorite two were as follows:

Once, he came over and said, "You guys can't be yelling colors and screaming during the action, these guys are playing for a lot of money." Peter looks at him and says: "You know what, we're all millionaires so I think we have some idea of the kind of money that is being played for."

Another time he comes over and says, "You guys can't be screaming across the room numbers, no one cares how many hundred dollars are at stake for your bets." To which I immediately reply, "First of all, it's thousands, and second of all, my watch is worth more than you make in like three months." I'm an ******* a lot of the time, but I don't really care.

Gabe was also randomly yelling "Andrew Robl dot com" which was hilarious. I can't wait to see the broadcast and I'm sure they'll cut a lot of stuff out.

In case you forgot poker was being played, Andrew seemingly played well and ended up getting third. He came in short, but outlasted a few guys, caught a miracle ten with tens to aces preflop, and made a good showing. I think Andrew is someone who has put a lot of effort into poker, and it shows.

I've been eating really poorly lately. Primarily, portions are just too big at these restaurants I go to. Also, I am eating way too many sweets and random junk food. I have been playing basketball 4-5 times a week sometimes twice a day, but it's not enough to stop me from gaining really unnecessary weight. I guess I'll have to try to minimize how awful I'm eating until I'm back in Indiana.

It's been an insanely long day and I'm finally going to sleep. Tomorrow is a $1500 6m that I'll probably make myself play.

Be good.