Day 33: Back in Black

Got myself 8 hours of mediocre-quality sleep, and played about 4.5 hours this afternoon, and bootstrapped myself back into the black. Barely. We'll see how it goes tonight.

I think I need to up my gambool quotient. I've got pretty deep pockets for this trip; I might as well take advantage of the bankroll to work up a little tolerance for the variance that would come with a wider range of hands. I haven't had to rebuy once so far ~ but it wouldn't kill me if I did.

I'm also mildly tempted to step up to 2/5 for one session, just to see how it plays. If I continue to hold my own, I might do that tomorrow, after another decent night's sleep.

One of the fun things about coming back to the same casino over and over is that you see the same cast of characters again and again: the regulars, the floor, the dealers. Sometimes they recognize you, too, and sometimes not. I think a lot of the Harrah's regulars are playing over at the USPC at the Taj this weekend. I was tempted to do that, but decided to stick with cash for now.

Also, take note: there's a new fashion statement going on at the poker table. I'm used to guys in baseball caps and sunglasses, but at my game this afternoon there were no less than FIVE guys wearing black baseball caps (four forward and one backward). All ages and races. Apparently everyone wants to be Darth Vader or something. Frankly, it just plain cracked me up.