World Series of Poker Bracelet or Bust

By the time you read this, my husband will have left me.

For Sin City.  Las Vegas.  For a "bidness" trip?  More specifically, for a tournament that is part of the World Series of Poker.  On Friday, June 12th, he'll be competing in the Pot-Limit Omaha 8 or Better Event.  Do I have even the slightest clue what that means?  No.  But I do know that I wish him all the luck that is possible to wish on one human being.

I hope he has fun. 

 I hope he doesn't go out first. 

I really hope he isn't the Bubble Boy.  That honor goes to the person who finishes one spot shy of making any money in a tournament.  I've warned him that if that does happen, he will forever be known to me as "Moops."  (For you non-Seinfeld fanatics, here's an explanation of the classic Bubble Boy episode from whence this nickname was derived.)

I really, really hope he wins.

I bought him those sweet sunglasses for his birthday (Happy Birthday, baby!).  I thought they would help him look like the professional poker player that he is.  Pair those with a hoodie and a poker face?  MADE FOR TV, BABY.  MADE FOR TV.  Or at least a little picture love in Card Player Magazine.  We all have our dreams, don't we?

If you're the type who's interested in poker, or if you're just curious about how Mike is doing in the tournament, he's promised me that he will provide updates on Twitter.  You can find him there as predator006.

In the meantime, would you do me a favor?  Send my favorite poker player some love and good luck wishes in the comments.  He'd love it, he could used the mojo, and let's face it:  I really don't want to spend the rest of my life calling him Moops.