Updates and Future Plans

Sorry that I have been unable to update this blog more often. I wrote before that I got a horrible cold that lingered on and on due to constant travel while recovering. In total the cold has been persisting for over six weeks! Every time I get over it, I have to go somewhere and end up relapsing.

I am completely blessed though, because before this I hadn’t had a cold for over a year. My immune system is definitely recovering.

Another reason I haven’t been more verbose is because I am so restricted in what I can write about. Right now I’m not really supposed to write about where I am, what is going on, possible alternatives to constant travel, future travel, specific people or places and results. That is pretty much my entire blog! So it makes writing more of a chore and is totally not my style.

Glenn even had to temporarily take down dozens and dozens of posts while I was out of the country in order to help safeguard us. Hopefully soon I will be able to make those archives available for public viewing.

Poker is always changing, but some things stay the same. Yesterday at Maryland Live there was a new promotion. High hands every 10 minutes. This is a promo due to National Harbor opening today. At any rate, by 3pm yesterday the wait list for 1/2 NLHE was over 200 deep! Yes, on a Wednesday afternoon.

Since all of my current students are up north, and most of my coaches are there as well, I will most likely spend my time in parts north after this winter. Hopefully I will be able to talk more about exactly where in the future. I don’t care for cold weather, so I plan to spend lots of time working on this new project, down south and out of the country. Sorry that I can’t be more specific.

The last pupil I had in NC has advanced so far that he no longer needs my coaching! He is already way better than me at NLHE, woohoo! He claims he is going to return for my help once he starts delving deeper into PLO, but I have a feeling he will be absolutely fine on his own and will figure it out when that time actually comes. WTG, -J- I knew you could do it. I am so very proud of you!

God bless.

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Ego Otium Honore Glenn

I am finally home and will write more about my last three trips at another time.

Right now I want to honor someone who gets little attention in this blog, due to not playing much poker anymore.

Glenn is my wonderful husband of almost 20 years. He is the glue that holds my crazy life together!

I haven’t been able to write in a few days due to being so overly exhausted and sick. The cold that I contracted on October 30th kept relapsing as I pushed myself to more and more travel. Every time I thought it was behind me, it came right back. I guess I didn’t realize just how much of a toll that 3.5 months of constant travel was having on my immune system.

Glenn and I had a great Thanksgiving. We stayed in due to both of getting over lingering colds, but had a wonderful non-traditional dinner. I thank God we live in the the USA and have many reasons to be thankful this year!

I hope everyone enjoyed Carl’s guest post. Thank you so much, Carl for the kind words and for posting when I was too ill to write. I love you, my friend.

In the future, I am going to limit the information I post about where I am headed to play poker. This is just a precaution and hopefully, eventually things will settle down so that I can continue to meet great poker players all over the country!

Since travelling all of the time eventually took its toll and I was sick as a dog, I have something new in the works with regards to poker which won’t require as much travel. More on this as it develops.

Until the next time, may God continue to bless and keep you all. Special prayer request for Israel in its time of crisis with arson-jihadists. Shalom.

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Two Reunions + Two Thanksgivings

A Guest Post, by Carl Frommer

Reunion No.1:  I recently returned from a reunion with my old Army unit, the 2-505 Parachute Infantry Regiment, 82nd Airborne Division, Fort Bragg, North Carolina.  Proud paratroopers we were and will forever remain, Fort Bragg welcomed us home 33 years after our now mostly forgotten deployment to the Caribbean island nation of Grenada; a mission code named Operation Urgent Fury.  

It was October of 1983, I was a young Infantry Sergeant turned 21 years of age just a few weeks into our deployment.  Grenada was the first and last military operation since WWII that U.S. soldiers were overwhelmingly welcomed by all but an insignificant few of its beautiful citizens as liberators from an unpopular murderous communist coup that overthrew their democratically elected government with the help of Cuban and Russian advisers. Hundreds of American citizens who attended a popular medical school on the island were also at peril.

Good times at our reunion bound by our brotherhood forged by all that we had experienced together.  I have no sufficient words to convey what it all meant to us to reunite.  It was a beautiful larger than life event. It was a deeply meaningful thing to us all.  From laughs to tears we shared, it was all good, both healing and up lifting.  It was unequivocally a necessary pilgrimage for this old soldier to make.   Our former Battalion Commander, Col. Keith M. Nightingale,  wrote in an essay about the bond of brotherhood between soldiers.  He wrote, “Love is not too strong a word.”   Not too strong a word by a long-shot, I say.  It is a sort of love distinctly its own as is the nature of love between lovers, family, and friends.

Thanksgiving One and Two:  One of my fondest memories as a soldier was Thanksgiving Day, Grenada, November 1983. Our unit was spread throughout the small Caribbean island nation.  The Grenadians wanted to express their own thanks by hosting individual Thanksgiving dinners to the troops dispatched throughout the island.  It was a beautiful thing to experience; the grace and expressions of gratitude from so many of its grateful citizens having their democracy and freedom restored.  The Grenadians were intrigued and loved the notion of this most American of tradition when we gather for a traditional meal and give thanks for all our blessings.  So grateful the people were and so lovely they found our tradition of Thanksgiving; the following year the Grenadians declared October 25th as Grenada’s own Thanksgiving Day marking the anniversary their freedom and democracy was restored.   It is a national holiday that stands to this day.  A humbling honor to any America that might take a moment to ponder it.

Reunion No. 2:  It was something special that my Army reunion to NC afforded me the opportunity to reunite with my dear friends Felicia and Glenn.   It had been way too long (perhaps 10 years or so) and it was ever sweet for the soul to reconnect with two very special people I so much love and admire.  My heart and soul was abundantly filled with the bonds of love and camaraderie that is the foundation of our enduring special friendship.  It was as if no time had passed from minute one.

It was a special thing my lovely wife Traci finally got to meet Felicia and Glenn. Traci quickly grew fond of both Felicia and Glenn and formed a genuine bond of friendship in the two days we connected; once just before and then just after my Army reunion.  We actually cancelled other plans to make time for that second day together and I’m so very glad we did.  

It was tremendously up lifting.   I have not shared this with Felicia until now, but in many way our friendship is akin to my soldier’s bonds of brotherhood.  There are reasons this is so, perhaps to be told another time.   

My reunion with Felicia and Glenn caused me to become more aware how particularly rare and special our enduring friendship is.  Mutually nurturing and unconditional.  

Be it built on bonds of brotherhood or friendship it is ever so sweet to be with people you love; to both receive and to see your love received with grace and gratitude.  

A gorgeous week it was for the heart and soul of this lucky fellow.  


Carl Frommer


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On Vegas and Weekend Plans

In Vegas I was so sick! I tried to play through the cold, but was having a tough time, coughing and blowing my nose day after day. The cold was almost over, everything was coming up.

I tried to play through it, although it was tough. Luckily I was at the tail end, but still played badly for the most part.

In the main event I was dealt AA during the third level and raised. One caller. The flop was QTx rainbow. I bet the pot and he called. The turn brought another ten and diamond. I sensed weakness. He checked again, I bet the pot, putting me all-in. He reluctantly called. He turned over AJ for a gutshot and runner diamond draw, got there on the river and IGHN. I was 77% on the flop, so I’ll take those odds.

After saying goodbye to Van Alstyne, Glenn and I went to play cash games. Thank God for low limit O8.

We also played some at the Aria, which spreads PLO. The Aria is a great card room and imo, happy tourists are always better than grumpy locals.

I’m getting ready to play again. Unfortunately I have had to make my posts more ambiguous about my location for now. I also plan to talk with the guy from Maryland Live again. He is about 6’5″ and strong looking.

God bless, see you soon.

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Florida PLO

Florida poker is everything I heard claimed!

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Florida PLO

Florida poker is everything I heard claimed!

I started out playing 6/12 FK and later switched to 5/5 PLO. The games here are absolutely phenomenal and the players are extremely friendly.

I will update the rest of the Vegas trip when I get some time.


Thank you to the great VanAlstyne for dinner and the sweat! It was so good seeing you again.


My cold is almost gone again. Wow, what a relapse. I felt really horrible in Vegas, played even worse! Fortunately, I won almost all of my cash game sessions, sticking to low limit rote O8 exclusively, except for a couple of small PLO sessions. It’s such a gimme that I can play while ill.

Glenn was down for the trip, but I kept us almost even.

When I first sat in the poker room tonight, one of the chip runners came to me and said that someone wanted to talk to me. He was someone I knew from Maryland Live who just wanted to formally meet. It’s so nice to see a familiar, friendly face. He is also a PLO player.

Until next time, signing off!

(Due to recent direct threats, I am editing my past posts as a safety measure)

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WSOP Lammer League

A WSOP lammer is nothing more than a seat in a WSOP event. It is not a person or a slur.




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