Salutations

First off, I want to offer my sincere congratulations to the University of Michigan, and thier overtime win over archrival Michigan St. It was close, and Michigan State is no question, a solid quality team. The game started while I was still in St. Ignace, starting in the Kewadin noon poker game.
There seemed to be a balanced representation of fans from both teams there. On average I would say, 2-3 fans of each, at each table was the count. One overtly conversational State fan launched the first strike. UM had just scored first if you recall(for those who saw it) and this guy says, for everyone in the room to hear, "You know, the horse who shits fast, is done the quickest." No one said anything, but I think I detected a murmur of a chuckle, somewhere to my right.
Some time past, and UM scored again. A dude in the ten seat then says, "There shittin alot aint they!!" People laughed. The overt guy didn't say anything.

I saw three touchdowns, and that was it. I was out of the tournament, before the begining of the 2nd quarter. I then picked it up on radio, all the way to Manistique, MI. which only got me some of the third quarter. Later, I heard from a guy with a State shirt on, ( I was dressed in purely nonaffiliated attire) that UM won in overtime. I gave him my best wow-amazing-thanks-for-the-info-man-with-one-last-look-of-amazement face. He appeared welcome with his passage of knowledge.

The noon poker thing was something else. I won the first hand, doubled up even. Flopped two pair with my K-9s. Won maybe two or three more hands before I lost three hands, and in large chip quantity uniformity. Did I mention how these guys run thier rebuys? Long story short, net loss $50.

All is well though, I rolled into the Island Resort Casino around 4pm Eastern, 3 Central. I know this, because no more than 1/2 of a mile from the casino, there is a huge highway sign stating the official zonage demarcation. After getting a room, I went to the poker room and played the only game they had going, 10-20 Limit. I won my first hand. And my third. Both were good sized pots. I played then slow and careful. Within 15 minutes I was up $240. I decided to only work with what I had over $200. I lost $35 on pocket tens, and had to make a decision. Do I leave, or do I see about the other five? I've always said two hundred a day is a great stopping point. I actually got up, leaving my chips though (as if I was only taking a break) and walked to my truck. On my way walking out the door, I was decided on an immediate exit, just as soon as I grab my phone. Not that I needed my phone, in fact I hadn't had reception in 80 miles. But it would be a good time to devise of a way to be gracious, and not... well... this is the deal. When you play poker, it is best to do what one can to keep it a gentleman's game. I believe so. And to do what I can for the integrity to remain, I will. So, no matter matter where you are, if a player drops in, grabs a quick hit and run, and attmepts to leave the table, he/she will always draw some kind of a remark. Now, I know, nobody owes anybody anything. I may never see any of them ever again. But, in the name of that good sportmanship, I will stick around AND PLAY diamond TIGHT.
The next bet of that five dollar chip turned into a win. I continued to play with only high quality, premium hands. I never raised preflop unless carrying a pair or two face cards, and I never reraised. Not once. I bet if I had it, folded or checked if I didn't. Over the course of possibly 25% hand involvement, I slowly built upon what I had.

More time passed, maybe 45 minutes, (thus crossing the imiginary threshold of minimum time necessary for the other players to have conceivably caught up) and I decided that was it. A nice lady conveniently arrived, and was looking to get in. I offered up my seat and tipped the dealer five. I cashed out for a net profit of three hundred even.

The drive over the southern rim of the upper peninsula today, was very much like the coast of Oregon. The mountains are not as near the shore, but the dunes, the white caps on the lake, and the trees are all very similiar. There are less pines, replaced by Aspen and some oak varieties. There are lakes, small ponds, rivers and creeks in the entire area. People do drive the speed limit though. 55 only. No more. No less.

So, I relax here tomarrow. Maybe play thier 1pm tourn. I may not though. The weather is seriously a perfect comfortable, it would be a shame to be indoors more than necesary. I'll see if they have anything to do around here. I'll let it be known how it goes.