I'm thinking my ASA dues would serve me better at the Harrah's 2-5 no-limit-hold'em table. Could've used the extra cash today....hey, why not? My ASA dues arent protecting me. But those extra C-notes sitting on the felt today may have. BTW, I came home a loser today. Queen-jack suited. Sitting on the button. Early player raises. I call, as does one dude ahead of me. Flop is Queen-five-seven rainbow. Early guy checks....middle guy, an aggressive player...I've been watching him for a few hours now... goes all in. I call. As does Mr. early guy. Turn is a jack. Great! I've got 2 pair! I casually look up and glance around the table, expressionless, my eyes hidden behind blue Oakleys, and say those three words that feel so beautiful when you think you're on top: "I'm all in." Early guy calls. River is a ten. Aggressive guy speaks out: "I got two pair! Queens and tens!" My elation peaks. I flip over my cards. I've got him beat. My 2 pair (Queens and jacks) are better than his. I'm waiting for the pile of chips to be pushed my way. Only problem is, early guy is now turning over his hole cards. He's gotta pair of fives in the hole. Which gives him a set. He's got a set of fives. Took a second for it to sink in. HOLY S HIT HE'S GOT A SET OF FIVES! Big pile of about fifteen hundred is pushed to the other side of the table. Nice hand, dude. I was so busy thinking about Mr Agressive Dude, I didnt sit back and think about why you were still in the hand. You beat me. Fair and square.