My Poker Sins Have Been Forgiven

I'm not the type to pray but every once in a while there is a point where all things good and holy converge and my shit is left smelling like a garbage bag full of roses and cheap booze (instead of french fries).  Last night was one of those nights and it took a great deal of patience to get there.

Everything started out innocently enough as I sat down at a running 1/2 NL game which had a decent amount of money on it.  The big stack was to my left which is kind of unfortunate but other than in one particular hand it really didn't make a difference.  That particular hand, however, was the first hand of my evening.

Upon sitting I was the big blind and I choose to play instead of letting the button pass.  I know that a certain someone would say that it's blasphemy to do such a thing and that I must be filthy rich because only rich people are stupid enough to do that because they obviously do not care about money.
So, being that I'm rich I posted and got dealt K6.  We saw a flop with 5 people and it was beautiful at KT6 with two diamonds.
I threw $20 out there as an over-feeler-bet to just take down a pot right away and the guy to my left called.  Folded to a guy in late position who decided to just push all in for an additional $75 and then folded back to me.
He was short and I have no idea of how he plays because this is my first hand at the table.  It's a tough position as he could have KT but I figure him most likely to have a holding like top pair and a flush draw.  So, I decide to call when the guy to my left surprises me by going all in.
I've already got half my stack in the pot and while I feel I'm kind of beat here I call.  I still have about $100 behind so would anyone fold here?  I have top and bottom and the pot is $400 and I have to call an additional $100?  Either way I wasn't good enough.
The turn is a 6 completing my boat and the river is a blank - however the guy to my left limped with TT and had a much bigger boat than I.  RELOAD! (this guy then flops two more sets within the orbit and grows his stack more).

At this point I decided to get run over by the deck.  Getting run over by the deck is awesome, however there is one caveat.  Other people need to at least be hitting enough to help you grow your stack.  When this doesn't happen you just sit there in wonder and know that you are wasting a hot streak.  Blah says the fish.

So for the next hour or so I flop all kinds of marvelous stuff and win $100 of my money back.

I flopped a set of ducks and won $30.  I flopped two pair after a raise and got a 3 way all in and split with another guy with the same two pair.  I flopped 2 straights and got nothing.  Flopped a boat with 63 in the big blind and 5 other players and nobody played even after a K on the turn. On the button I raised 23s to $11 and the flop came out 227.  There were 5 callers to my raise.  I bet $20 on the flop and everyone went away.
This kept happening for close to an hour and when my cards stopped hitting so hard I'd made back $100.

Finally the divine powers decided to smile upon me.

I'm on the button and look down and see the holy duo of 2spades and 4spades.  I decide that I am raising to $15 when it gets to me and I watch 4 people limp.  However, interference happens as the guy to my right decides to raise to $15.  Decisions decisions.
I thought about a re-pop but I know that 2 of the 4 limpers were 97% to call the raise and build a pot for me and as such I slid out my three red-birds. 1 of the 4 tagged along to see a flop.
The Flop:

At this point bells and whistles were going off in my head because it's hard for a flop to hit me harder than this one.  Sure, I didn't quite have anything right now but dammit that doesn't matter. I've got 321 draws to a winner and pretty sure pairing my 4 or 2 might be good as well.  Guy in early position grabs some chips but decides to check.  This guy was a pretty weak player.  If he limped he was almost guaranteed to call a raise. He chased more than he should have and as a result he kept putting bills on the table.  He got stacked on my 1st hand (he was the original pusher) and he got stacked (by me) later when he pushed all in and I had flopped 2 pair again (this was the hand that I split with someone else with the same flopped 2 pair).
Guy to my right cuts out $30 for his bet and the action is on me.  Calling $30 into $75 isn't ideal here but it's slightly better when I really believe that the last guy will call the $30 as well.  I figure that I can take this down on the turn with a big bet most of the time because guy to my right most likely has overs and the other guy most likely will just go away (he just rebought so had near $200 instead of like his normal $75ish.  He had a habit of calling flops and folding turns until he got into the $75 range and then he would push and donate).
So, I smooth called while chanting 5 or spade 5 or spade 5 or spade 5 or spade in my head.  The last completely disappeared in my mind at this point and like any other fish I just stopped paying attention to him. I do not know if he called or if he folded or what happened.  He just faded out of existence.

Turn:

Beautiful. Perfect in every imaginable way. The stone cold nuts. The Holy Order of the Mighty Deuce-Four heard my prayers and answered them with a resounding chorus of angels singing.
Guy thinks for about 45 seconds or so and cuts out $75.
I think for approx the same amount of time and cut out $75.

River:

Not 100% the card that I was hoping for but then again I was unsure what I was really looking for.  Guy's holdings are still pretty undefined because I have played this hand very passive.  In all reality I was hoping for a paired board so that he could either A- Catch Quads and we could hit the bad beat (hit earlier in the evening at a 3/6 Limit game of course) or B- Bluff push his remaining $250 trying to convince me that he just rivered my flush with his awesome boat.
However, none of that happened and after some deliberation he checked.
I thought, again, for approx 45 seconds before pushing out a $100 stack and watched him count out $100 and then look at the rest of his chips like he wanted to push (I should have just bet $75 again to give him a bigger push me thinks) and eventually he decided on mucking.

I, however decided to flash my hand and take a picture of it to appease the Gods even more.

I later went to the bathroom and snapped this pic just to end my post with it.

Also, you'll all be happy to know that I ended up cashing out actual profit for my session.

Yep, one fucking dollar.