Donna Francesca says, "Gyp asked me to look through his nonno's things for something about a Card House. This was all I could find."
It's a $25 poker chip from a notorious bust-out joint called THE LIMP INN.
"I must get back home," say Donna Francesca, "Ever since his father and nephew were killed by this double-barreled shotgun-wielding maniac, my son Paulo worries I will die in the same manner." I walk her out to the street where Vittorio and Jake stand by her town car. I open her car door. She stops, asks, "What is a bust-out joint?"
The first time that I watched poker being played for real was on the Internet. It seemed like a less intimidating way to learn, because there's not much embarrassment associated with being a rookie player.
Dear Poker Counselor,
I'm pretty sure that I'm dealing with ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder). I struggled through school with inattention, fidgeting, inability to stay focused, and disorganization. These same things that hurt me when I was a kid are now hurting me at the poker tables, either online or in live casinos. My home games are even worse, as there seems to be even more distractions to hamper my play. Now that I'm looking to raise my game to the next level, I'm considering talking to my doctor about getting Ritalin or other medications. What do you think?
-Steve Harris in Nevada