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It’s been a loooooooong time since I’ve been on PCF. As the great Steve Somers would ask, “and who’s fault is that?” Mine, no question. Good to be back—I hope to reconnect with many of you individually over the next few days. I missed you all (and poker) dearly.
I think I mentioned it a few times, but the first year of law school really rocked me. Even though I largely put poker to rest by the end of my first year, I went “monk mode” thereafter. My only duties for the past two years have been to read, eat, and sleep (in that order). I can’t recall the last time I played live poker, and outside of one trip to AC (for the NJ State Bar Convention, “networking”), I haven’t even touched a poker chip. (I can’t really complain, as I certainly pulled everything together and am now thriving.) The whole Poppin thing was a real punch to the gut too.
As I geared up for the start of my last semester (“3LOL”), I started feeling the indescribable pull of the felt again. I lurked PCF a few times just to check in on the State of the Forum, but hesitated on logging back in for good (that I lost access to the signup email until yesterday didn’t help). A few nights ago, though, I got a sign from Someone that I must return to PCF. I’m in a group chat with a handful of friends and friends-of-friends—all of a sudden one of the latter announces that he’s bought into a private, no-rake game in a major American city for a substantial sum of money… Consider my interest piqued.
He follows up by sending a picture of his starting stack. Being a chipper is like riding a bike; doesn’t matter how much time you spend away, you never lose the underlying muscle memory. First thing that caught my eye—the THC mold, unmistakably present on the customized chips at this high-stakes home game. “Holy sh!t,” I said, “no shot this guy sent a picture of @Krish’s home game.” Then, almost instantaneously, my eyes caught the ceramic nips on the sides, the one dead giveaway of China ceramics. “No f*****g way I disappear for a bit and Tina develops a THC mold.” I was all of floored, amazed, proud, and mildly disturbed. (For the record, I doubt that either Krish or Tina are behind this.) Only a chipper goes through the hassle to get THCs (however fugazi) in their home game, and only a chipper or (dumb) counterfeiter would pay to have that custom mold made.
I don’t know what you crazy bastards have been up to while I’ve been monk’ing it, but I’m glad to be back (damn THCards mold, ffs!). Hope to reconnect with many of you soon!
