The excitement mounts in LA.
We came in on the 10 this afternoon and found Randy's house with no problem. Tomorrow, the games begin at the Church of Good Poker.
St. Paul Katie will bed down early tonight in anticipation of two tables of No-Limit Texas Hold 'Em. The guests begin arriving at the Poker Palace at 10 a.m. Tonight we picked oranges from Randy's tree and Katie squeezed them into a delightful pulpy drink. She's ready for breakfast and Mamosas for the guests.
Randy's a wonderful host, but he's a bit old-fashioned. This posting is being done from his 1927 house on a dial-up connection. He also has the orginal plasma tv in his beautiful living room.
Kathleen briefly watched Steel Magnolias on it tonight but had to flip channels because the movie is too sad and emotional. Certainly not proper fare for a player on the make. Then she read "Harrington on Poker" but dropped that immediately to read Paul Levine's book that says some nice things about Randy in the foreward.
As we drove into LA today, we kept scanning the skies for helicopters, hoping to see one of the many chases featured so often. No luck.
We'll sleep in Randy's new guest house out back tonight. We've got plenty of photos of it to share, but, sorry, Randy's just got dial-up, and of course, no port for our photo chip. So standby for pictures.
We'll let you know how poker goes tomorrow.
