The dog days of summer are here, and well, they are not so dogged. Come to think of it, neither was last year. Nor the year before that. At least not in these parts. We haven't had the schorching 95+ days with the 173% humidity that makes you want to just stop what you are doing, find shelter in an air conditioned room, and fire up the laptop.
With all the talk about global warming (blahahahaha) I don't see the fuss about the rising temperatures. Yeah, I know, we are talking about a few years, but lets look at it this way.
The world, 4 billion years old, has always had climate change. To think that the pollution we have made within the time frame we have, in relationship to the time of existence for the whole world, will cause some sort or irrepairable damage is silly. At least in the sense of how it is being portrayed by the activists, the media, and the politicians.
Volcanoes in the past have spewed more damaging gasses than we could ever up to this point without realy changing a thing. I'm sure some of you will post links with research and charts, that will show how much the atmosphere, ozone, and other stuff has changed since we introduced fossil fuels into society, but to think our little period of existence could change mother earth in such a way that will destroy her, and us, in a period or time frame equivalent to the size of a pin head is just plain retarded.
The climate is going to change anyway. Its the way of the universe. But not anytime soon.
Why does this come about? Watching a show last night about what would happen to the earth without the moon, I got into a little argument about the facts, and thesis of the show. Of course the shows premise was about how the earth will just go into climatic turmoil without the moon. How the moon is what keeps us rotating on an even keel (a constant 23 degree axis, to be precise).
The opponents comment was... "I dont believe it. They don't know for sure. There never has not been a moon, so how do they know what would happen if it wasn't there. Who's to say that if the moon disappeared, some other force would come together to keep the earth on its 23 degree axis?" I said , point to mathematics. Thats the proof. Numbers. Numbers always have the proof. Thats how they know. As far as your theory of something taking its place, well, there is no proof that something like that could happen. Maybe god would come out and hold the erth in his palms and make sure we spin on that axis, but there is no proof of that. "Thats horseshit", said the man! I told him to go to church, pray about it, and then blow up the moon, and see if we would be ok.
That of course led to other discussions and debates. The best one was who was the best Batman ever. I tend to lean towards Michael Keane (edit* Keaton). I just think he nailed it. And was the first. the first is alwasys best. Sean Connery as bond (I think he was first), Harrison Ford as Dr. Jack Ryan (remember Ben Affleck? didn't think so), and of course Wesley Snipes in Major league. Just owned Omar Epps who played Willie in the sequel.
I was watching a little of the Allstar festivities over the last two days. Soo funny the Chase utley incident. If you didn't see it you can stop by Al's blog to see the video. Some Mets fans were booing when he was announced and he dropped the big F bomb on them. Kinda upset me a little that he didn't have the fore thought to know that he was being recorded and let that fly. Especially with that opportunity. If i'm in that situation, knowing the whole world watching can hear what I can say, I think a big, "listen to those poor mets fans, what a bunch of baby's" would do to them. ESPECIALLY Mets fans. Lets spend collosal amounts of money, and blow a 17 game lead to a team that has ZERO pitching. Then lets spend more money, fire our manger, and struggle to be in contention the next year.
Then I watched an interview with Derrick Jeeter when he spoke about Yankees fans. He called them the most intelligent fans in baseball. His example was the fact that when he would walk on the street, someone would come up to him and ask him about last nights game. What happened?
Thats not a sign of intelligence. Thats a sign of being a crybaby. OR, someone who wants to converse with a celebrity type and cant come up with anything better to say. Other than, Wow! Its Derrick Jeeter! (who I love as a ball player btw.) And thats not relegated to Yankees fans only. Thats most every single breathing baseball fan in the world. Everybody wants results. But asking that question is certainly not a sign of baseball IQ.
I think he could have come up with something better. Just as Chase could have. I mean, how do you not prepare yourself for that? Stupid athletes should stick to swinging a bat, cashing their checks, and keeping any opinion to themselves. Ok, not stupid. But annoying. I can't blame them though. I guess they are too busy thinking about the next pop star they are going to nail.
I think I come off of the Full Tilt exemption this week. Not sure yet cause I haven't checked, but will sometime today. Having a lot of fun on bodog still. Just wish there were more players. Very difficult to get more than two tables at any level of PLO at any given time. Usually thats a 9 person and 6 person table as well. Get on and try it. Lots of fun. No doubt.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
He's intelligence! He lies for a living!
With all the fun being had in Okie Vegas, I want to point out that Al's bash is approaching quickly. Go check out Al's post with all of the details, and make yourself available.
It will certainly be a heart stopping, brain pounding event. And what A location!
Bodog is a sick sick place to play. Esp. Omaha. I believe the whining reaches a new level on that site. Not too many can grasp the concept of mathematics and just go on full blown tilt when they lose, and super asshole mode when they win. (one pot even). I am up an unbelievable amount of money for playing $50, $100, and $200 max PLO and am just having plain fun. Which is really the important part for me, because I will never make a withdrawal from any site, unless I mysteriously play a super MTT and hit for like $50k. Which will never happen because I just dont play them. Its impossible to play those majors with 4 kids. The time resriction is ridiculous.
One particular hand I decided to shove, on the turn, when I figured the opponent for the wheel. But the outs were to great. He only called my flop pot.
He repopped me on the turn, but now I have the boat draw, top set and a chop for the wheel.
I was up for the weekend about $900 so I justified the gambling aspect but didnt have time to do the math, nor did I think about it being a profitable shove or not at the time. Just felt like gambling.
Bodog doesnt give you a time request, so the decision had to be made right quick.
I had AdTd, Tc, 5c. The flop was Ax 2d 4d. The turn brought the Ten,
and the river brought the 4th T. The turn brought a spade.
I figured when he repopped the turn that he must have the wheel and was just protecting against the flush draw when he only called my flop pot. But when the turn brought me the set, I decided it was time to gamble. Nut Flush, Boat draws, and a wheel chop (discounting that if he has a 6)
Plus this guy is a notorious friggin cry baby. Crys when he loses, criticizes when he wins. EVERY time. Fucking Baby's. I took the chance to blow him up and crushed the river. a beautiful T (one outers are gold!).
I think this goes to the point that if you cry and whine like a little bitch, someone is bound to make a loose shove/call on you. Ck knows, as we have spoken about this before, that I will make laydowns sometimes, (to my detriment) if I like the guy. But conversely, I will also shove less than an edge just to try to hit an asshole with a sledgehammer!
I also had him covered by about $110 but the pot was worth a nice $380. He went on the rest of the night just complaining whining and crying. More equity!
Most of the time however, playing it straight, you can really win a pile of money on that site. The players are few and far between, probably only about 30 regular players, and some stragglers here and there. SO you really get a feel for those you play against, and pick up reads more quickly.
Seriously, if you have the ability, get on. Its a ton of fun!
It will certainly be a heart stopping, brain pounding event. And what A location!
Bodog is a sick sick place to play. Esp. Omaha. I believe the whining reaches a new level on that site. Not too many can grasp the concept of mathematics and just go on full blown tilt when they lose, and super asshole mode when they win. (one pot even). I am up an unbelievable amount of money for playing $50, $100, and $200 max PLO and am just having plain fun. Which is really the important part for me, because I will never make a withdrawal from any site, unless I mysteriously play a super MTT and hit for like $50k. Which will never happen because I just dont play them. Its impossible to play those majors with 4 kids. The time resriction is ridiculous.
One particular hand I decided to shove, on the turn, when I figured the opponent for the wheel. But the outs were to great. He only called my flop pot.
He repopped me on the turn, but now I have the boat draw, top set and a chop for the wheel.
I was up for the weekend about $900 so I justified the gambling aspect but didnt have time to do the math, nor did I think about it being a profitable shove or not at the time. Just felt like gambling.
Bodog doesnt give you a time request, so the decision had to be made right quick.
I had AdTd, Tc, 5c. The flop was Ax 2d 4d. The turn brought the Ten,
and the river brought the 4th T. The turn brought a spade.
I figured when he repopped the turn that he must have the wheel and was just protecting against the flush draw when he only called my flop pot. But when the turn brought me the set, I decided it was time to gamble. Nut Flush, Boat draws, and a wheel chop (discounting that if he has a 6)
Plus this guy is a notorious friggin cry baby. Crys when he loses, criticizes when he wins. EVERY time. Fucking Baby's. I took the chance to blow him up and crushed the river. a beautiful T (one outers are gold!).
I think this goes to the point that if you cry and whine like a little bitch, someone is bound to make a loose shove/call on you. Ck knows, as we have spoken about this before, that I will make laydowns sometimes, (to my detriment) if I like the guy. But conversely, I will also shove less than an edge just to try to hit an asshole with a sledgehammer!
I also had him covered by about $110 but the pot was worth a nice $380. He went on the rest of the night just complaining whining and crying. More equity!
Most of the time however, playing it straight, you can really win a pile of money on that site. The players are few and far between, probably only about 30 regular players, and some stragglers here and there. SO you really get a feel for those you play against, and pick up reads more quickly.
Seriously, if you have the ability, get on. Its a ton of fun!
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
WSOP II
Saturday was spent working most of the day. I had a ton of meetings and departed the room without my traveling mate who mumbled something about hair extensions and another trip to the Cheeta in his sleep, as I walked out.
Got over to the Rio and started connecting with my meetings. They went all day and one led to another. Finally met up with CK again and met LJ in the hall. She had just busted. Lucko went in after break and came out about a half hour later busto himself. It was the four of us, Ftrain, and G-money all haning about jaw'in about what just took place. grubby stopped by and gave a recount of the nights activities before. All seemed to be curious about the whereabouts of one of their companions. I told them he was safely tucked in bed, and all was right with the world.
We all headed up to the American Grille and had dinner (lucko, LJ, Stoner showed, Todd, and Loretta showed when dinner break came, Ck and myself).
Aferwards we split and went looking for cash games. The regular Rio poker room was 20 deep at every table, and CK and I went back to the Amazon room to sweat Iggy. I ran into another contact, and commenced with a meeting. Meeting these people was rough because of the time and spent and obligations elsewhere. I missed a few that I didnt want to, and got a few that were unexpected, so it kind of acted as a wash.
Ck was brought into the tourney floor to get a glimpse of another tall dorky looking caucasion, and I came back into the room to sweat Iggy just as they went to break before the final level. CK and I headed back over to the Venetian to give that a go again.
I ran into no fewer than 5 of the guys who final tabled the Borgata summer open and said hi's and good lucks. I found out that the winner of that tourney had finished day 1 of the main with 97k in chips. A good start.
While I was sweating Iggy, there was a guy I recognized playing about 3 tables away. This guy (David Fox) was being railed by no less than 3 others and we started talking. These guys hang around in packs and travel playing tournaments all over the country. Every single one of them are in their low 20's and these packs or groups of guys seem to be the norm. The statement was made that this is how they roll. all of them. One made the comment that the guys wearing the Full Tilt gear are the horrible players. I asked what the guys wearing the poker stars gear where then. And what about the Bodog guys?
It got me to thinking though... how long before groups of guys like this disappear? Or get bigger? Do they continue to grow? They spoke about bankroll building and so on. Some of the guys within that group have had some major cashes. At least 2 have over a million in tourney wins. And I know for a fact that they spread it out to each player as stakes into multiple tournies.
With a ton of that money going into travel expenses, do the guys with the rolls break off on their own at some point? Obviously if they are all winning players, its a great deal. But I would think that most of them aren't. Not that they can't play, but odds are at least one is going to run horribly for an extended period of time. And odds are also that at least one is horrid.
I think these types of groups of individuals will determine the fate of tournament poker. At least in terms of the growth of tournament poker. I know several casinos are offering more and more $2500 tournies, and the $1000 type tournies are exploding and growing every day/ week/ month. Its these types of tournies that will see the largests growth and determine how far tournament poker goes as far as participation and availability.
I saw another guy from the Borgata summer open who shipped 5th. I think just under 200k. He was exclaiming at that tourney that it was his first cash in any type of tourney, and here he was at the main, shelling out 10k and whatever else it took to get and stay there for his shot and poker eminence. I know for a fact that he satellited into the 5k event on a $250 act 1 tourny at the Borg a week before the big one. Add yet another guy who wins a nice chunk of money and tries to spill it all back into the tourney pool, travel agents, and cabbi's before he's done.
Other than the usual suspects within our community, do any of you take this approach? do you hit up every single live tourney that come your way that holds a ton of value? The Borgata $2000, $500k guarantee is a great structure. 30K starting stacks, and hour levels. Plus a first place prize pool of 500k is usually a lock. they plan on capping this event at 750 (which is where it was the first time). I know they plan on having one of these just about every month next year because they are so popular. And it is a great value and can really get a career off the ground.
So do the 10k events start to thin out a little, and the 1k and 2k and all under 5k really start making a weekly presence? And if so, I have to believe that it will bolster enough bankrolls to keep the main growing and growing even without third party registrations being allowed.
Time will tell. Its no longer one guy playing online or live. Its a group who seem to pool their money and winnings together like a mutual fund to try to get a nice roll. It'll be interesting to see where this goes.
Got over to the Rio and started connecting with my meetings. They went all day and one led to another. Finally met up with CK again and met LJ in the hall. She had just busted. Lucko went in after break and came out about a half hour later busto himself. It was the four of us, Ftrain, and G-money all haning about jaw'in about what just took place. grubby stopped by and gave a recount of the nights activities before. All seemed to be curious about the whereabouts of one of their companions. I told them he was safely tucked in bed, and all was right with the world.
We all headed up to the American Grille and had dinner (lucko, LJ, Stoner showed, Todd, and Loretta showed when dinner break came, Ck and myself).
Aferwards we split and went looking for cash games. The regular Rio poker room was 20 deep at every table, and CK and I went back to the Amazon room to sweat Iggy. I ran into another contact, and commenced with a meeting. Meeting these people was rough because of the time and spent and obligations elsewhere. I missed a few that I didnt want to, and got a few that were unexpected, so it kind of acted as a wash.
Ck was brought into the tourney floor to get a glimpse of another tall dorky looking caucasion, and I came back into the room to sweat Iggy just as they went to break before the final level. CK and I headed back over to the Venetian to give that a go again.
I ran into no fewer than 5 of the guys who final tabled the Borgata summer open and said hi's and good lucks. I found out that the winner of that tourney had finished day 1 of the main with 97k in chips. A good start.
While I was sweating Iggy, there was a guy I recognized playing about 3 tables away. This guy (David Fox) was being railed by no less than 3 others and we started talking. These guys hang around in packs and travel playing tournaments all over the country. Every single one of them are in their low 20's and these packs or groups of guys seem to be the norm. The statement was made that this is how they roll. all of them. One made the comment that the guys wearing the Full Tilt gear are the horrible players. I asked what the guys wearing the poker stars gear where then. And what about the Bodog guys?
It got me to thinking though... how long before groups of guys like this disappear? Or get bigger? Do they continue to grow? They spoke about bankroll building and so on. Some of the guys within that group have had some major cashes. At least 2 have over a million in tourney wins. And I know for a fact that they spread it out to each player as stakes into multiple tournies.
With a ton of that money going into travel expenses, do the guys with the rolls break off on their own at some point? Obviously if they are all winning players, its a great deal. But I would think that most of them aren't. Not that they can't play, but odds are at least one is going to run horribly for an extended period of time. And odds are also that at least one is horrid.
I think these types of groups of individuals will determine the fate of tournament poker. At least in terms of the growth of tournament poker. I know several casinos are offering more and more $2500 tournies, and the $1000 type tournies are exploding and growing every day/ week/ month. Its these types of tournies that will see the largests growth and determine how far tournament poker goes as far as participation and availability.
I saw another guy from the Borgata summer open who shipped 5th. I think just under 200k. He was exclaiming at that tourney that it was his first cash in any type of tourney, and here he was at the main, shelling out 10k and whatever else it took to get and stay there for his shot and poker eminence. I know for a fact that he satellited into the 5k event on a $250 act 1 tourny at the Borg a week before the big one. Add yet another guy who wins a nice chunk of money and tries to spill it all back into the tourney pool, travel agents, and cabbi's before he's done.
Other than the usual suspects within our community, do any of you take this approach? do you hit up every single live tourney that come your way that holds a ton of value? The Borgata $2000, $500k guarantee is a great structure. 30K starting stacks, and hour levels. Plus a first place prize pool of 500k is usually a lock. they plan on capping this event at 750 (which is where it was the first time). I know they plan on having one of these just about every month next year because they are so popular. And it is a great value and can really get a career off the ground.
So do the 10k events start to thin out a little, and the 1k and 2k and all under 5k really start making a weekly presence? And if so, I have to believe that it will bolster enough bankrolls to keep the main growing and growing even without third party registrations being allowed.
Time will tell. Its no longer one guy playing online or live. Its a group who seem to pool their money and winnings together like a mutual fund to try to get a nice roll. It'll be interesting to see where this goes.
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Alcanthang - Supertramp!
Trip highlights...
1) flight getting there was delayed from Philly. Connecting in Atlanta (since I had to buy the tickets like 4 hours in advanced, TYVM), proved pointless because the connecting flight had left about an hour before we got there. Customer service lady giggled and said that the next available flight was 9:30am the next morning (12 hours for those of you counting). Then smiled and said have a nice night. I could tell that she had no chance of making any decision, so instead of arguing, and demanding, I looked quickly for a bar. I summoned Al to get his nose up and one was located toot sweet. Bar closed within 20 minutes of us getting there (cooler 1) "charlies" was open and sold loosies (sigle bottles) but that quickly lost its luster (cooler 2), and we ended using gate c24 as our billet.
2) To many meetings keeping me from precious sleep, hanging out with others, and playing any sort of real poker, or any type of real drinking. Lots and lots of meetings. All good
3) Friday check in and a quick run over to the Rio for first meetings. Al and Ck met up. We ran into Pauly, Otis, Meane Geane, Iggy, Ftrain, Don, and others. We all head to the "hooker" bar and start playing some video poker. I hit for $295 and free roll the hooch.
4) Ck and Kevin (Kevinwith_AK) and myself all head over to the Venetian to play some 1/2. All three of us at separate tables. First hand I win a $60 pot with no chips. Runner hadn't come back yet. Not one single hand played after that for about and hour. Table was dry, I was salty got up and went to another table. Spoke to CK at her table as I passed, and she was having a blast. Seemed like a good table. I go to another one, and sit right next to some indian chic (feather, not dots), who wont shut the hell up about playin 5/10, at a 1/2 table. Roy Wintson is her friend, she's playing the Main, blah blah blah, no one at the table is doing anything right, blah blah blah. Now usually I would just smile and play to take their coin, but I guess I was tired.
first hand I get I raise to $12 utg. (seemed like the average raise at that table). 3 callers, including the chic, and the flop comes air. I lead out $35 for no other reason than just wanting to play. Everyone folds and she says... "It's a 1/2 table sir!". I looked up and in retort exclaimed, what the hell are you babbling about? I didnt even bet the full pot. One guy mumble something about being cool, another guy did the same. I looked at the Dealer, threw him a red chip, and told the whole table that they were all a bunch of retards. I went over to CK told her what happened. She blamed e being an asshole on being tired, then giggled, like being tired had anything to do with me being an asshole.
5) head back to the IP... entire story there that has been told numerous times. I'll let you use your imagination. Me walking through one of the back alleys between the flamingo and the IP. Two working girls. One hand trying to get into my pocket... go!
6) 6:30 am I hear Al, or someon come into the room. He started off with.. "after you guys left the hooker bar, Grubby showed up and we went up to the Cheeta". Like I know what that is?!?
He then explained how Don and Grubby disappeared into the depths of that place to only realize that he was busto. An no way to know where they were. He ended up walking back to the IP. I asked how far the Cheeta was. He said, somewhere up near Binions. ahhhhhhh! an early morning vegas walkabout! Pure gold, and I would expect nothing less...
more too come next time...
1) flight getting there was delayed from Philly. Connecting in Atlanta (since I had to buy the tickets like 4 hours in advanced, TYVM), proved pointless because the connecting flight had left about an hour before we got there. Customer service lady giggled and said that the next available flight was 9:30am the next morning (12 hours for those of you counting). Then smiled and said have a nice night. I could tell that she had no chance of making any decision, so instead of arguing, and demanding, I looked quickly for a bar. I summoned Al to get his nose up and one was located toot sweet. Bar closed within 20 minutes of us getting there (cooler 1) "charlies" was open and sold loosies (sigle bottles) but that quickly lost its luster (cooler 2), and we ended using gate c24 as our billet.
2) To many meetings keeping me from precious sleep, hanging out with others, and playing any sort of real poker, or any type of real drinking. Lots and lots of meetings. All good
3) Friday check in and a quick run over to the Rio for first meetings. Al and Ck met up. We ran into Pauly, Otis, Meane Geane, Iggy, Ftrain, Don, and others. We all head to the "hooker" bar and start playing some video poker. I hit for $295 and free roll the hooch.
4) Ck and Kevin (Kevinwith_AK) and myself all head over to the Venetian to play some 1/2. All three of us at separate tables. First hand I win a $60 pot with no chips. Runner hadn't come back yet. Not one single hand played after that for about and hour. Table was dry, I was salty got up and went to another table. Spoke to CK at her table as I passed, and she was having a blast. Seemed like a good table. I go to another one, and sit right next to some indian chic (feather, not dots), who wont shut the hell up about playin 5/10, at a 1/2 table. Roy Wintson is her friend, she's playing the Main, blah blah blah, no one at the table is doing anything right, blah blah blah. Now usually I would just smile and play to take their coin, but I guess I was tired.
first hand I get I raise to $12 utg. (seemed like the average raise at that table). 3 callers, including the chic, and the flop comes air. I lead out $35 for no other reason than just wanting to play. Everyone folds and she says... "It's a 1/2 table sir!". I looked up and in retort exclaimed, what the hell are you babbling about? I didnt even bet the full pot. One guy mumble something about being cool, another guy did the same. I looked at the Dealer, threw him a red chip, and told the whole table that they were all a bunch of retards. I went over to CK told her what happened. She blamed e being an asshole on being tired, then giggled, like being tired had anything to do with me being an asshole.
5) head back to the IP... entire story there that has been told numerous times. I'll let you use your imagination. Me walking through one of the back alleys between the flamingo and the IP. Two working girls. One hand trying to get into my pocket... go!
6) 6:30 am I hear Al, or someon come into the room. He started off with.. "after you guys left the hooker bar, Grubby showed up and we went up to the Cheeta". Like I know what that is?!?
He then explained how Don and Grubby disappeared into the depths of that place to only realize that he was busto. An no way to know where they were. He ended up walking back to the IP. I asked how far the Cheeta was. He said, somewhere up near Binions. ahhhhhhh! an early morning vegas walkabout! Pure gold, and I would expect nothing less...
more too come next time...
Thursday, July 3, 2008
I have shown my true colors
So much for the drama post. I have written a sort of a manifesto. I have read and reread it. What has taken me three days to put down on paper has become really stupid and simple to me.
What has happened has just left me with no real redemption, and no real recourse to recoup what time, friendship, and energy I have wasted on this.
I still dont know the angle, or the reason things happened the way they did. It just doesn't make sense. And I certainly don't understand the lack of understanding or remourse from the offending person who pulled this off.
Nothing was stolen or taken, other than trust, time, energy, and friendship. All the way to the very end.
It is ridiculous that it happened this way and I am finally glad to be rid of the situation.
Off to Vegas tonight with a drunken shell of an A-lister. Pray we don't slam into the side of the Rockies while Al stumbles into the cockpit, knocking the pilots unconscious looking for another bottle of soco.
God Speed!
What has happened has just left me with no real redemption, and no real recourse to recoup what time, friendship, and energy I have wasted on this.
I still dont know the angle, or the reason things happened the way they did. It just doesn't make sense. And I certainly don't understand the lack of understanding or remourse from the offending person who pulled this off.
Nothing was stolen or taken, other than trust, time, energy, and friendship. All the way to the very end.
It is ridiculous that it happened this way and I am finally glad to be rid of the situation.
Off to Vegas tonight with a drunken shell of an A-lister. Pray we don't slam into the side of the Rockies while Al stumbles into the cockpit, knocking the pilots unconscious looking for another bottle of soco.
God Speed!
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
A little Bodoggy never hurt anyone
I've been playing Bodog exclusively for about a month now. After the BBT I expempted myself from FT because I just couldn't take the horribleness of how I was running.
And yes I was running ridiculously stupid. How many times can top sets get coolered, straights get flushed and bigger pairs get 2 outed?
Anyway, playing on bodog has been ridiculously easy. The only issue is the minimal games they have. the PLO rooms are my favorite but they only have so many rooms to play in.
I took about $1100 in profit off of those tables yesterday alone, when everyone waits to push their K high flush draws on the turn.
The tourny's are soft as well, as documented in several blogs. The coolers still happen, but the paly is horrid enough to overcome when you lose a buy-in with set over set.
So if you aren't on, I suggest you get on. I hope the new Beta software ( I haven't seen it yet) offers the things they dont have yet. I still haven't found a time request, and hh's are near impossible to go through.
But the play is pretty weak, and the money is there to be had.
And yes I was running ridiculously stupid. How many times can top sets get coolered, straights get flushed and bigger pairs get 2 outed?
Anyway, playing on bodog has been ridiculously easy. The only issue is the minimal games they have. the PLO rooms are my favorite but they only have so many rooms to play in.
I took about $1100 in profit off of those tables yesterday alone, when everyone waits to push their K high flush draws on the turn.
The tourny's are soft as well, as documented in several blogs. The coolers still happen, but the paly is horrid enough to overcome when you lose a buy-in with set over set.
So if you aren't on, I suggest you get on. I hope the new Beta software ( I haven't seen it yet) offers the things they dont have yet. I still haven't found a time request, and hh's are near impossible to go through.
But the play is pretty weak, and the money is there to be had.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
&!!@#$%#@!
I've written a long and very poignant post about someone in particular that I can't post. I need to calm the fuck down and reread once I have my head together. But it will be up shortly.
My plans to be in Vegas tomorrow have crashed and burned, partly because I took someone on their word, all the way up to the last minute, being told, YES! YES! YES!, like a who-uh taking it in the dumper (and liking it)... Only to have to pry it out of them 24 hours before go time, that they are a lying sack of shit.
So, because of that, I have to postpone til Thursday. Assuming we don't fly into the Rockies (because I am running that good), Al and I should touch down at McCarren sometime around 11pm Thursday evening.
See you all then... I"ll be sure to fill you all in on the shittiness that has taken place, personally. Makes for a fantastic DRAMEDY!!!
DOPES!
My plans to be in Vegas tomorrow have crashed and burned, partly because I took someone on their word, all the way up to the last minute, being told, YES! YES! YES!, like a who-uh taking it in the dumper (and liking it)... Only to have to pry it out of them 24 hours before go time, that they are a lying sack of shit.
So, because of that, I have to postpone til Thursday. Assuming we don't fly into the Rockies (because I am running that good), Al and I should touch down at McCarren sometime around 11pm Thursday evening.
See you all then... I"ll be sure to fill you all in on the shittiness that has taken place, personally. Makes for a fantastic DRAMEDY!!!
DOPES!
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