Poker Strategy - Life of a Pro

The beautifully lithe sun-kissed female bodies strolled past me one after the other, their bikinis barely covering their assets. The beach was as golden as the sun and so was the company, oh god...this is what heaven must be like. The life of a poker pro feels good as each passing lovely gave me the eye as well as an obvious come on.

The only thing that was spoiling this seaside paradise was a very annoying buzzing sound that kept getting louder and louder. Suddenly without warning, the ladies started to fade and the beach began to appear less golden. What was happening? Bleep...Bleep...Bleep...Bleep, on and on it went, my eyes opened to see the digits 5:30 am staring me in the face.

That damn alarm clock really gets on my nerves at times especially as the tone is so utterly annoying and doubly so when it drags me away from the bikini clad beauties. I never did like getting out of bed at set times but there was a reason for this if I could only remember what it was. I staggered out of bed and wondered downstairs into the kitchen to make a coffee. My head started to clear and I suddenly remembered why I was up at this godforsaken hour.

Oh yeah, I was going to play poker and to try and capitalise on a site where there was a heavy mix of American players, many who which would be playing in the wee small hours stateside and could be therefore much the worse for wear. I had scheduled a 6:30am start, plenty of time to get a shower and something to eat and finally clear my head. This was the first time that I had bothered to do anything like this as I had only previously played online at times that were comfortable to me.

The large volume of traffic outside was comforting as it made me aware that other ordinary souls were up for work even earlier than me. I was at my desk by 6:10am and doing what I always do before an online session, playing a few simulated hands on my "Turbo-Texas Hold'em" program to get my head into sync with actually playing poker.