And I can point to where that happened. The one hand where I had 15 outs and called all those bets, and the other hand where I paid some fish my buy-in to see that he had indeed sucked out on my cowboys on the turn.

So the review lesson of the day is that one badly played hand (AKA curiosity) can kill your results. I don’t regret calling the guys who had two pair on the flop. I only semi-regret confirming that dude was a major fish. But it was an expensive piece of information.

Still, I’m happy about fighting my way back from a $50 deficit to where I ended. And best of all, Pauly was on IM with me to see the Hiltons hold up against a small pocket pair that decided to push pre-flop. The winning hand? My quad nines, queen kicker. Heh.

Okay, so I said I was happy about fighting my way back, but I’m still bummed about paying out too much on that hand. After all, I never got an opportunity to assrape that guy who sucked out the guthshot straight on the turn (after a preflop raise and a $12 bet into a $10 pot). So what good is it to find out whether he flopped trips or just sucked out a better hand? He does, after all, go by many names on Party. And they’re all perfectly willing to give it up to my cowboys while holding top pair and hoping for their gutshot. So that settles it. No more investigative work. I’ll leave that to the detectives.