I’ve been playing poker a long time – too long. While life events took me off the path of guns and glory, greatness and bracelets, when I do stray outside my routine of being the unknown in [...]


As in countless Westerns, poker was used merely as an index of male virility. — Anthony Holden, Big Deal — Let’s finally make the strip-club sign ours: Girls! Girls! Girls! Barriers [...]

The Legend of Sirch

(As told by Princess Anagramatica of Asalgave) Once upon a time in the village of Evans Hill in the slightly unfashionable region of Essenteen lived Sirch the bookkeeper. Sirch enjoyed his work [...]

Poker is Love

In this early Twilight Zone episode convict James Corry runs toward the rocket ship bringing his supplies. The year is 2046. Corry has been sentenced to a solitary life on an asteroid nine [...]

Rage in Spades

Fact: women play live poker in tiny numbers. Maybe they’re busy changing diapers or working three jobs or they live too far from casinos. Or maybe they’ve been harassed by tilted aggressive men [...]

Lectio Libratus

Over the last few days I have received multiple links from poker and non-poker friends on different social media platforms concerning Libratus, the AI that just busted up four human poker [...]

Stu Ungar and The Dames

As a novelist, I stalk narrative. I get high on connective story tissue. Cause and effect. This begets that. Life and heart stuff. A staunch right-brainer, I’m deeply creative and subjective. I [...]

Locals II: Contract

I am not a people person. Although I started my poker career in a live setting, for the simple reason that the internet hadn’t been invented yet, I took to online play like a cat to a bowl [...]

Interlude: Arousal

Kittens, I am blocked! Specifically I am finding it impossible to complete the promised “Locals II: Something Something Something” (even the sub-title has hidden under the bed). I suspect a large [...]

Interlude: Rules

I quite enjoy walking on The Strip when the temperature isn’t 115F and I’m not late for something, but there’s a stretch on the east side that invariably tilts me. It begins [...]