Since around September I've been playing more live, around once a week on average. I don't play online much. Still a bit busy with projects for online. Also since black Friday the $25 NL games just aren't as good as before on PokerStars. Interestingly LHE is looking a bit better but I don't have the time to play online.
So last Saturday I was at the local card room playing $1/$2 NL. The guy to my left was in town from BC with two friends on vacation. He had lived in Halifax in the past. A chatty likeable fellow. He knew how to play but had been drinking and relaxing and dropped a couple of buyins and was pretty unconcerned about it.
I was a bit card dead and he took a notice in the lack of hands I'd been playing. Then he announced something like while folding I was thinking of elaborate strategies and such. He pestered me if I'd read Sklansky and that. I said something like "I don't read no poker books or nuthin". Then he asked if I was on 2+2 and I couldn't help but smirk. So I gave him a sup bro and it was funny at least between us. I said I have fewer than 1000 posts and I'm more a lurker than a poster.
Sometimes I wish I was better at conversation. I'm just not very good at it. I should have told him my screen name and to shoot me a pm when he gets back to BC. He also commented on my plain green shirt for some reason and I should have told the story about the green over black combo being lucky. I'm not unfriendly there and answer if spoken to but I just don't talk much.
