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I am overwhelmed by the positive response to my Full Tilt Poker Blog. I have gotten such a swelled head over it all that I’ve tried to minimize the swelling through repeated humor. Unfortunately, that just made it worse. Count on my wife Jo Anne coming to the rescue.

[WARNING: Any implication from the following that Clonie Gowen and I have slept together is purely a matter of your imagination. Or mine.]


Clonie Standing Small #002   Remedy for a Swelled HeadI was reading my e-mail on Saturday, relaying to Jo Anne all the nice things that old and new friends were saying about the blog, when Clonie Gowen called. She complimented me on the blog but also noted an error.

I described in #001 how I became interested in writing about her during the 2005 World Series of Poker because I wanted to know what it was like with the pressure of so many people gleeful that she hadn’t cashed in the Series. In fact, she did finish in the money in the Main Event that year. The point is the same – the collective schadenfreude hit me prior to the Main Event and, though one of my goals in life is to finish in the money in the Main Event, the killjoys would probably claim that doesn’t prove anything – but I didn’t mean to omit or minimize it. I apologize.

Clonie and I then had a lengthy conversation about her just-completed trip to Great Britain, where she competed in the Nation’s Cup. At the end of the conversation, I went back to reading Jo Anne e-mails about how much everybody loves me. I know I’m behaving like a dope. I don’t know why, but these were the next words that came out of my mouth:

“It’s like I’m JFK and Clonie Gowen is Marilyn Monroe!”

My wife was nice enough not to strike me at that instant. But without missing a beat, she said, “How did it work out for those two?”

That was the line of the weekend.

Runner up: “Small pairs are the new suited connectors.”

Honorable mention: “The only way our government is going to catch Osama bin Laden is if he plays online poker.”

Here is what’s coming:

A. I want to tell you the story of the Computer Group, a very smart group of gamblers who the government tried to put out of business in the late Eighties. They made those peoples’ lives miserable, they overreached, they looked terrible doing it, and all those gamblers were found not guilty. Think of it as a fairy tale where we all live happily ever after. Or at least until the morality police take another shot.

B. I want to write about some wild experiences I’ve had playing rebuy tournaments on Full Tilt. That $3-rebuy tournament is like playing poker in a hot tub at the Playboy Mansion.

C. I’m trying to talk myself out of taking any more shots at the $1,000 buy-in tourney on Monday nights. And I’m trying to talk myself into going to Caesars this Saturday and trying to win my way into the NBC Heads-Up Championship.

I have a brand new e-mail address, so please help me break it in: michaelcraig@fulltiltpoker.com.

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