In good Texas Holdem poker rooms on internet there are various levels of buy-ins for tournament play, generally starting from around $5 (plus site fee) per player. This is level that most new players play at but has your game moved on while you've stood still? What I mean by that is - have you gained enough poker experience to leave "newbies" behind and move up a couple of levels? If you have then I would seriously suggest that you start playing for higher stakes, you could be losing out on a lot of online poker profits if you don’t.

The thing about playing at bottom rung is that inexperienced players make unpredictable moves a lot more of time than experienced poker players, so very fact that you don't know what to expect from them often means that they're harder to beat than better players. Take Phil Hellmuth for example. Phil is probably just about best player in world but he's famous for ranting and raving whenever somebody makes an unexpected move against him. He would find it very difficult against a complete novice who got a run of lucky hands, in fact most of top pros avoid playing beginners for very reason that there is an unacceptably high risk of them suffering an embarrassing defeat.

Barbra asked, “would you get me some buttered pop corn and a Coke?”

With a smile, I said,”sure.”

I headed over to pop corn stand and it was lust at first site. It seemed as if her eyes were sparkling. Her blouse and skirt were skin tight.

She asked,"are you from around here?" I've never noticed you before."

I laughed and replied, "I'm from a far away planet they call New York."

She smiled radiantly and said, "I'm from a far away planet to, but I got stuck here for a while."

"Missed ride back on space ship," I joked.

"Something like that," she said smiling.

"I'm supposed to be in Europe, but Navy stuck me out here on left coast. They just don't know how to read a dream sheet," I smiled.

"What do you do with Navy," she asked.

"Im a communications specialist," I answered.

She smiled glowingly and said, "I'm into communications to."

I laughed and asked, "that's what you do on your planet when you're not selling pop corn."

She smiled and said, "something like that.

"Oh, could I have a buttered pop corn and a Coke,” I asked.

“Wouldn't you rather have something else,?” she whispered seductively.

“Yes, I would, but this is for Barbra, girl that's waiting for me to bring this back to car.”

“Would Barbra miss you if you didn't come back,?” she whispered almost hypnoticly.”

I answered.”I don't know, but I think she would wonder about what happened to pop corn and Coke.”

“Okay.” She said, reluctantly handing me pop corn and coke.

“Maybe another time,” I said.

“I'd like that, My name is Triffy. Here's my number. Call me when you're finished getting pop corn for Barbra,” she said.

“My name is Tim, maybe another time Triffy,” I said.

I brought pop corn and coke back to Barbra. She snuggled up with me and asked, “Didn't you want anything?”

“Want anything what,?” I asked.

“Didn't you want a snack? She said, seeming puzzled.

“Oh, I just didn't think of it,” I replied.

Smiling seductively, she said. “I'm willing to share.”

She then gazed into my eyes and started to kiss me, but I couldn't get Triffy out of my mind. It were as if she had cast a spell on me. Barbra was very pretty, and I really did like her, but I felt as if I were now wearing wrong size shoe. I needed size Triffy, but I tried hard to fit into size Barbra. After movie I drove Barbra home. She asked me in, but I told her I had some work to do that just couldn't wait.

I drove down Pacific Coast Highway and parked by one of massive cliffs to think and reflect. The height of cliffs, wonderful splashing sound of water always seemed to invigorate my thought process.

I debated with myself if I should call Triffy or not. I knew nothing about her except that she was very beautiful. She just wasn't kind of girl you would expect to be selling pop corn. At least not with those looks.

She intrigued me. At last, I decided to call her just out of curiousity. I just had to know where she came from, what she was into and what heck was she doing selling pop corn. But, I was really fooling myself. Deep down, I was really attracted to her.