You can't see my P-p-p-poker face...Because I'm playing on-line

“I try not encourage people to play. It’s good when you win, but it’s horrible when you lose. Hey, want me to teach you?” -Michael Camden


Hey, GreenDizz…I don’t know if you’re username is supposed to intimidate me or make me dizzy with green, but I don’t care. Stop calling everything I’m laying down!

I’d like to say thank you to my good friend and mentor, Michael Camden. Otherwise known as the Asian Sensation or Mary Camden. “M. Camden” took me to my first casino at age 16. I know what you’re thinking. And yes, I am a bad girl. Sometimes, though, if I didn’t have my fake I.D. on my person, I would stay on the non-carpeted trail that only led to the 24 hour buffet or to the farthest away bathrooms. Those go hand in hand you see. Mike and I used to switch off driving responsibility to the Indian Reservation casino in Toppenish, Washinton. Did I mention I was also license-less? I think I still hold the record for fastest arrival in 14 minutes from Yakima. Boo-yah.

Those were the good old days when I was mildly addicted to blackjack. I use the term mild because it was only the oxygen pumped through the air vents that kept me going, and the cocktailers with free Diet Coke’s a plenty. Throughout my BJ career, I pretty much broke even. Maybe losing a paycheck here and there , but for the most part, it was well-spent. Those stolen paychecks would soon be paving my road to a bigger and brighter future in making it to that final table in the World Series.

“Boop-boop-boo-ba-doo-ba-boop” goes my Skype on-line telephone. Also goes my dignity. With that phone call approximately two weeks ago, started what I like to call Skypoker Revolution. It was Mike calling, and he wanted my soul. He forced me to observe the table he was playing on PokerStars.com. Now, I know the game of poker, and have had my share of after-closing furniture store tournaments (that was scary/dangerous). But mostly, I have always won because of luck. I was calling things like six-two offsuits and was coming up with a straight on the flop. I‘d fold as big blind and go all in at the drop of a hat. Observing Mike play for approximately six hours that lonesome night, I began to understand the strategy behind poker.

And so an account was made, a deposit was made. Now, you will find me as KTjack45. I know what you’re thinking. It’s an intimidating name and yes they all think I’m male. I keep my profile picture blank to throw off the female scent. I'm like the Mona Lisa of poker. Can't tell either way if I'm a guy or girl.

I admit it. I am not in denial. I am and always will be addicted to poker. Whoever honestly thinks that they don’t have an addictive personality, should come and take mine away.