Daniel - Poker Journal
Maureen and Bob are the Bomb!18 Apr 2005
I ended up sleeping on the couch in an attempt to wake up a little earlier yesterday. Well, I finally woke up at around 2:00pm, so much for that idea!
I called my brother and mother letting them know about the Feduniak Garden party. Having been to previous parties I just knew that my mother would absolutely love it.
They both arrived at my house at around 3:30pm and we took two cars over to Bob and Maureen's. In past years it was a short drive over to Spanish Trail, but the Feduniaks moved out to Southern Highlands which is about 45 minutes from my place.
We got there at around 4:15pm and there were already tons of cars there. We pulled up to the valet and made our way towards the front of the house. Wow. This place was absolutely gorgeous.
As Maureen gave my family a tour of the house I thought my mother was going to faint. She'd never seen anything so beautiful in her life.
After the tour we made our way to the backyard where the party was. There were tables set up throughout the garden complete with fine china, beautiful table clothes, and all that "girly" stuff that my mother just lives for. She was in heaven and that made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
In the yard they hired a fortune teller for the guests. Personally, I'm totally against the idea of fortune tellers but again, my mother just loves that sort of thing and jumped in line immediately.
I've had bad experiences with fortune tellers in the past and I genuinely believe that if you put too much faith into what they say it becomes a self fulfilling prophecy.
Having said that, I realize full well that they are often very accurate about what they say. When I was maybe 11 years old my mother had my fortune read by a lady who had me drink some Turkish coffee, then flipped it over and read my cup, "I see money" she said, "Lots of money in your hands. It will be in and out of your hands all of your life but you will always have a lot."
"You will be someone famous, or very important and at the top of your field." She went on to say several other things that seemed to fit my personality to a tee. It was pretty creepy really. Then she told me this, "You will have all of these things but you will be alone. You will have three women in your life that you love but you will end up alone."
What the??? That doesn't sound very good! The crazy thing is I always remembered what that lady told me. I soaked it up like it was my inevitable fate. I then found myself sabotaging relationships feeling like, "What's the difference, it's not going to work out anyway."
For most of my early twenties I avoided relationships. I didn't avoid women mind you, but I avoided getting too close to them.
I read the Shakespeare play Macbeth sometime in my early twenties and realized how crazy those fortune telling witches made him. They told him he would be king, and he ended up killing the king himself to make that happen. He then ended up going totally nutso and destroying his life, all because of what those three witches told him.
Ultimately I think it's evil. We aren't supposed to know that stuff at all. While on the surface it appears as though it's supposed to help guide you in life, I think what it really can do is change the path you were truly destined to take.
Anyway, enough about that I could go on for hours! The party was great. All kinds of food, a live band, the fortune teller, and people from all walks of life attending. My mother seemed to be making friends and again, I got that warm and fuzzy feeling inside. She has some friends out here in Las Vegas but she could always use some more people to cook for!
As for me, I was extremely proud of myself. The night before I abstained from alcohol at dinner, but I'd never really attended a party without having a drink or two. I'm so focused on the final WPT championship though, and I don't want to have any excuses. I drank some cranberry juice and a few bottles of water.
After the party I headed over to the Bellagio to sign 200 autographed pictures for a company that Poker Royalty is working with, and from there it was time to head to the WPT Kick Off party at Caramel.
The party started at 10:00pm but I had a radio interview to do at 10:22pm so I had to excuse myself for 15 minutes or so. Again, at the party everybody was having a good time having a few drinks, but I stuck with the water.
In the past I never would have been able to hang out in an atmosphere like that without saying, "Ah why not, a couple drinks won't hurt." I didn't stay too long because I try to avoid large crowds before a tournament. Maybe it's just me, but I feel like it sucks a lot of energy out of me and again, I want to make sure I'm able to play my absolute best.
Today I'm going to take it easy. I just finished with the ESPN.com live chat and have a 5:30pm hair appointment. At 7:00pm I'm going to head over to the Wynn for a meeting, and then I'll be headed straight home to watch some video, exercise, read a little bit (more about the protein myths the beef industry spreads), and get a good night's sleep. Tomorrow... I go to war.