On Friday, I dropped Carrie off at the airport to visit her mom and had all weekend to play poker! Not that she ever objects, but now I could have a wild and crazy time of… poker and sleeping late. And doing some work. Whatever. Day 1 For a change, the cards were going my way. I liked the play and the players at my table. They were fairly conservative players with no wild ones. Or stupid ones. The chips seemed to make their way around the table and eventually ended up with me and a couple other players on our side of the table. As other players busted out, our stacks got bigger. Then the worst thing happened…