Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Quote of the day
"The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong." - Mahatma Gandhi
Sunday, January 27, 2008
I admit that I am human
I did something really really stupid yesterday and I fear it has cost me something valuable. I made a really dumb, hurtful and patently untrue comment to a friend of mine and now my friendship has turned sour. I was in the middle of some personal issues and I lashed out at my friend who was completely undeserving of my wrath and vitriol and got caught in the crossfire completely at random. It was a rare moment of frustration and insanity for me that caused me to say what I did and I wish to God I could take it back. But it's 'out there' and there's no going back. I fear our interactions (mine and my friend's) will now always be tainted by this single thing, if there are any future interactions at all, that is. What's more, we have common friends who now may also turn sour on me. All because of a dumb thing that I said in a moment of haste.
I apologized for it very soon after I said it, but to no avail. The damage had been done. We went back and forth, with my friend hurling insults at me and me replying that I deserved it and begging my friend's forgiveness. But sometimes people don't forgive and you have to live with the dumb thing you did. Every action has consequences and sometimes the smallest of things can have the most dire effects. I'm only human and I make evil mistakes from time to time and it hurts me to no end to realize that you can't always recover from those mistakes. I mean I really hurt from this. I'll think about this moment for many years to come and I will always be sad about the thing I did and even sadder that I lost the company of a sweet and kind person because I momentarily turned into a selfish prick.
When I was younger, my parents taught me to do the right thing. When you wanted something, you said "Please". When you needed someone's attention, you said, "Excuse me". And when you hurt someone, you said, "I'm sorry". Too bad they didn't tell me that doesn't always work. I hate the feeling that I hurt someone for no good reason. I hate the feeling that I can't rectify the situation. I hate the helpless feeling that the ripples are spreading.
I apologized for it very soon after I said it, but to no avail. The damage had been done. We went back and forth, with my friend hurling insults at me and me replying that I deserved it and begging my friend's forgiveness. But sometimes people don't forgive and you have to live with the dumb thing you did. Every action has consequences and sometimes the smallest of things can have the most dire effects. I'm only human and I make evil mistakes from time to time and it hurts me to no end to realize that you can't always recover from those mistakes. I mean I really hurt from this. I'll think about this moment for many years to come and I will always be sad about the thing I did and even sadder that I lost the company of a sweet and kind person because I momentarily turned into a selfish prick.
When I was younger, my parents taught me to do the right thing. When you wanted something, you said "Please". When you needed someone's attention, you said, "Excuse me". And when you hurt someone, you said, "I'm sorry". Too bad they didn't tell me that doesn't always work. I hate the feeling that I hurt someone for no good reason. I hate the feeling that I can't rectify the situation. I hate the helpless feeling that the ripples are spreading.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Florida recap, day 1
The flight down to see my parents was a pleasure, as flights go. I’m a big believer in Jet Blue into Fort Lauderdale airport. Not only is there more legroom on their airplanes but the TV’s on the seatbacks are invaluable for making a flight go quickly. And, to top it all off, all of the rental car companies in Fort Lauderdale airport are centered in a single terminal. Guess whose terminal? That means I save at least 15 minutes by not having to take a bus to the rental cars. When I landed at the airport, I was at the gate within 2 minutes of touching down, off the plane within 3 minutes of that and at the rental car counter in another 5 minutes. 5 minutes later, I was in my car. The longest thing about the whole trip was getting out of the garage! There was a line of 7 cars waiting to get out. Incidentally, I’m having great success (80% or so) in getting free upgrades to my rental cars. I consistently book online at the cheapest economy rate and invariably the economy cars are all gone when I get there. So they upgrade my car and I got nice Pontiac G6 for the price of a Chrysler Neon.
When I landed and called my parents, they insisted on a late night trip to the diner. “It’s 1AM”, I informed them. They would not be persuaded. So I picked them up and we had eggs and toast while catching up. My parents look good, all things considered, by they were already driving me insane 30 minutes into the trip. I wish I could convey that feeling of frustration and anxiety in writing, but I’m not that talented of an author.
I got up the next morning rather late and had a breakfast of excellent fresh rolls and butter and smoked salmon that my parents brought me from Giorgio’s, the local bakery. After showering and getting dressed, I thought a movie would be a nice afternoon with the parents. The weather was fairly nice, but I figured I could get out to the beach another day. So I convinced them to come out with me and we went to see The Bucket List. Eh. I wouldn’t recommend it. It had moments that I liked and a few very funny lines but it was overly sentimental at the end. That damned Morgan Freeman. Every time he narrates a scene, I get to crying. Bastard. We came back from the movie and my parents had something planned with friends of theirs. You know what that means. Oh yeah, South Florida Poker.
I wanted to take it easy and stay at a single place, so I chose the Gulfstream Racetrack which is only 2 miles away from my parents. This is the place where I can explain the current state of poker in Florida. Currently, Florida allows limit poker (Hold’em, 7 Stud, Omaha Hi and O/8) in limits of $1/$2, $2/$2, $2/$4 and possibly higher, but not much more than $4/$8. No-Limit hold’em is also allowed with blinds of $1/$2, $2/$5 and $5/$10. All of the No-Limit games have a max buy-in of $100 for all limits. As a result, as you can imagine, there is not much ‘play’ in the games. Bluffing is hard because most people with a draw are going to be pot-committed with short stacks in front of them. That’s not to say there isn’t money to be made, but luck is a bigger factor.
The Gulfstream RaceTrack, which races horses in season, is a beautiful facility with one of the nicest poker rooms I’ve ever seen. There is a HUGE room with couches and intimate booths and tables ringing the outside half of the room. A recessed area in the middle of the room houses about 20 poker tables with another dozen or so around the rails in a comfortable environment. I got onto a $1/$2 table for $100 and sat and sat and sat, waiting for hands. I invariably limped into most of my hands and hardly ever flopped anything. For three hours, I floated around my initial buy-in until I took a shot trying to take a pot down with bottom pair and got moved all-in on. The pot was twenty at the time and I bet 17 into it. He moved over the top for 50 more and I had to fold. After that, my stack was down to $30 and I chipped up to $100 again. An hour later, I went on a small card rush with a few well-played hands. The first was 77 in the hole. I had flopped a set of 5’s a few hands before that and overbet the pot, getting no callers on a K85 rainbow board. So when I flopped a set with the 7’s and the board of 7c-Qc-8s, I slowplayed it just to mix things up. The guy to my left bet out $10 and everyone folded to me and I just called. I was trying to build a big pot out of what was currently $12. The turn came down with 8c, making the flush draw and boating me up. Perfect! I checked again in early position and a guy to my left made it $15 to go. He wasn’t afraid of the flush or the 3rd 8 so I figured him for either the 8 or the made flush. Either way, I was in pretty good shape. I check-called his $15 bet and the river was Ah. I bet out $20 this time, trying to make it look like I hit my Ace and he bit, hard. “All in”, I heard. Uh, I call? Yes, he could have had A8, but that was the only hand that logically beat me. But he showed AcJc for the nut flush instead and I dragged a nice pot. The next hand, I got AQo and flopped Queen high and took down another $25 pot. That was about it. I played for another hour and finished the night up exactly $100. Not a huge takedown, but a patient profit nonetheless.
I went home to go to sleep and got up in the morning to eat brunch with my parents. It was raining today (boo), so no beach for me. I felt the need to catch up on sleep and did so while watching the Pats/Chargers game. Tonight, I’m off to South Beach to eat dinner with Darko, who is also down for the weekend. I anticipate going to the Seminole casino tonight to play Omaha/8.
So far, Florida is relaxing. But I would shoot myself quickly if I lived here long-term. Please don’t let me move here.
Oh yeah. Best quote I heard at the poker table last night: “Every poker player dies broke. If he doesn’t, he died prematurely”.
When I landed and called my parents, they insisted on a late night trip to the diner. “It’s 1AM”, I informed them. They would not be persuaded. So I picked them up and we had eggs and toast while catching up. My parents look good, all things considered, by they were already driving me insane 30 minutes into the trip. I wish I could convey that feeling of frustration and anxiety in writing, but I’m not that talented of an author.
I got up the next morning rather late and had a breakfast of excellent fresh rolls and butter and smoked salmon that my parents brought me from Giorgio’s, the local bakery. After showering and getting dressed, I thought a movie would be a nice afternoon with the parents. The weather was fairly nice, but I figured I could get out to the beach another day. So I convinced them to come out with me and we went to see The Bucket List. Eh. I wouldn’t recommend it. It had moments that I liked and a few very funny lines but it was overly sentimental at the end. That damned Morgan Freeman. Every time he narrates a scene, I get to crying. Bastard. We came back from the movie and my parents had something planned with friends of theirs. You know what that means. Oh yeah, South Florida Poker.
I wanted to take it easy and stay at a single place, so I chose the Gulfstream Racetrack which is only 2 miles away from my parents. This is the place where I can explain the current state of poker in Florida. Currently, Florida allows limit poker (Hold’em, 7 Stud, Omaha Hi and O/8) in limits of $1/$2, $2/$2, $2/$4 and possibly higher, but not much more than $4/$8. No-Limit hold’em is also allowed with blinds of $1/$2, $2/$5 and $5/$10. All of the No-Limit games have a max buy-in of $100 for all limits. As a result, as you can imagine, there is not much ‘play’ in the games. Bluffing is hard because most people with a draw are going to be pot-committed with short stacks in front of them. That’s not to say there isn’t money to be made, but luck is a bigger factor.
The Gulfstream RaceTrack, which races horses in season, is a beautiful facility with one of the nicest poker rooms I’ve ever seen. There is a HUGE room with couches and intimate booths and tables ringing the outside half of the room. A recessed area in the middle of the room houses about 20 poker tables with another dozen or so around the rails in a comfortable environment. I got onto a $1/$2 table for $100 and sat and sat and sat, waiting for hands. I invariably limped into most of my hands and hardly ever flopped anything. For three hours, I floated around my initial buy-in until I took a shot trying to take a pot down with bottom pair and got moved all-in on. The pot was twenty at the time and I bet 17 into it. He moved over the top for 50 more and I had to fold. After that, my stack was down to $30 and I chipped up to $100 again. An hour later, I went on a small card rush with a few well-played hands. The first was 77 in the hole. I had flopped a set of 5’s a few hands before that and overbet the pot, getting no callers on a K85 rainbow board. So when I flopped a set with the 7’s and the board of 7c-Qc-8s, I slowplayed it just to mix things up. The guy to my left bet out $10 and everyone folded to me and I just called. I was trying to build a big pot out of what was currently $12. The turn came down with 8c, making the flush draw and boating me up. Perfect! I checked again in early position and a guy to my left made it $15 to go. He wasn’t afraid of the flush or the 3rd 8 so I figured him for either the 8 or the made flush. Either way, I was in pretty good shape. I check-called his $15 bet and the river was Ah. I bet out $20 this time, trying to make it look like I hit my Ace and he bit, hard. “All in”, I heard. Uh, I call? Yes, he could have had A8, but that was the only hand that logically beat me. But he showed AcJc for the nut flush instead and I dragged a nice pot. The next hand, I got AQo and flopped Queen high and took down another $25 pot. That was about it. I played for another hour and finished the night up exactly $100. Not a huge takedown, but a patient profit nonetheless.
I went home to go to sleep and got up in the morning to eat brunch with my parents. It was raining today (boo), so no beach for me. I felt the need to catch up on sleep and did so while watching the Pats/Chargers game. Tonight, I’m off to South Beach to eat dinner with Darko, who is also down for the weekend. I anticipate going to the Seminole casino tonight to play Omaha/8.
So far, Florida is relaxing. But I would shoot myself quickly if I lived here long-term. Please don’t let me move here.
Oh yeah. Best quote I heard at the poker table last night: “Every poker player dies broke. If he doesn’t, he died prematurely”.
Friday, January 18, 2008
Bobby Fischer is dead
The great American (now Icelandic) chess champion has died at the age of 64.
Like many poker players out there, the first game I ever learned how to play, even before checkers, was chess. My brother Darren sat with me when I was about 5 or 6 and taught me all of the basic moves. A few years later, I got a copy of Bobby Fischer Teaches Chess which is still the greatest interactive chess book for beginners ever written. It was the game of chess which started me on the path to my love of gaming in all of it's forms. I have misspent countless hours of my life in pursuit of these mercurial pleasures and I have hardly regretted a minute of them.
In later years, as Bobby descended into a state of batshit crazy rivalling The Joker from the Batman comics, I understood the madness inherent in genius. Luckily, I'm not that smart. But some of us are going to end up in Arkham Asylum, I promise you that.
Like many poker players out there, the first game I ever learned how to play, even before checkers, was chess. My brother Darren sat with me when I was about 5 or 6 and taught me all of the basic moves. A few years later, I got a copy of Bobby Fischer Teaches Chess which is still the greatest interactive chess book for beginners ever written. It was the game of chess which started me on the path to my love of gaming in all of it's forms. I have misspent countless hours of my life in pursuit of these mercurial pleasures and I have hardly regretted a minute of them.
In later years, as Bobby descended into a state of batshit crazy rivalling The Joker from the Batman comics, I understood the madness inherent in genius. Luckily, I'm not that smart. But some of us are going to end up in Arkham Asylum, I promise you that.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
New tournament policy for latecomers
We have a new policy at Wall Street Poker, starting with the next tourney we have. Thanks to the Rooster for suggesting it.
The issue we're trying to resolve revolves around latecomers to the tourney. In short, people came late to the tourneys. So many people, as a matter of fact, that I often have only 3 or 4 at 7:15 when we have a full table scheduled. It feels unfair to me to start an 11 person tourney with 3 or 4 so I generally wait a bit for more people to show up. You can guess what happen then. The time slips to 7:30 and we have a longer tourney and then all of a sudden it's midnight and we're still playing the second tourney. What's worse is that people come to see this as the norm so they don't show up until 7:30 because they know they won't be penalized!
This is ending. Now. As of this day forward, 7PM start times, as called for by the invitation, will be enforced in the following manner:
All tournaments will start with cards IN THE AIR at 7:15PM. The 15 minutes in-between will be used to collect buy-ins, clean the apt., etc... Tournaments will start regardless of the number of participants. For every 15 minutes you are late from this point onwards, an extra 100 in chips will be removed from your stack and taken off the table, in addition to any blinds you may be sitting through.
I hope the extra penalization will be the incentive people need to respect the players who *do* show up on time.
If you feel this is too draconian, by all means let's hear what you have to say.
The issue we're trying to resolve revolves around latecomers to the tourney. In short, people came late to the tourneys. So many people, as a matter of fact, that I often have only 3 or 4 at 7:15 when we have a full table scheduled. It feels unfair to me to start an 11 person tourney with 3 or 4 so I generally wait a bit for more people to show up. You can guess what happen then. The time slips to 7:30 and we have a longer tourney and then all of a sudden it's midnight and we're still playing the second tourney. What's worse is that people come to see this as the norm so they don't show up until 7:30 because they know they won't be penalized!
This is ending. Now. As of this day forward, 7PM start times, as called for by the invitation, will be enforced in the following manner:
All tournaments will start with cards IN THE AIR at 7:15PM. The 15 minutes in-between will be used to collect buy-ins, clean the apt., etc... Tournaments will start regardless of the number of participants. For every 15 minutes you are late from this point onwards, an extra 100 in chips will be removed from your stack and taken off the table, in addition to any blinds you may be sitting through.
I hope the extra penalization will be the incentive people need to respect the players who *do* show up on time.
If you feel this is too draconian, by all means let's hear what you have to say.
Donkey says, "Whaaaat?"
I will say this about the mixed game last night. It was lots of fun. For someone else.
Limit is normally my wheelhouse game. I sit back and wait for high value hands and then crush the pot with bets. I get called down by draws, sometimes they hit and sometimes they miss, and in aggregate I'm up. It's a sound strategy which has served me well for years. Which is why I got a little tilty last night when I got sucked out on in nearly every big pot I was in. Not running good. Grrr...
More frustrating than that, I think, was that W and Darko, both avowed Limit haters, came in last night and rocked the game. I mean crushed it. All while they were spouting how stupid Limit poker is. I. HATE. HATERS.
Worst hand of the night had to be in Pineapple. I have QJT and the board comes 986. The bet comes out, gets raised, re-raised and capped. Matty Ebs, to my right, has a flopped straight, I know. I have the OESD re-draw and I'm not sure what the rest of the players have to call all of those raises. So when it comes to the discard, I sensibly give up my Q in order to take the top OESD. The turn comes with a Ten. Grrrr.... W leads out and gets two callers, myself included (hey, I still have the OESD right? Grrr....). The river is a brick and me and Matty both call W's lead out bet and she shows QJ for the top straight and takes down a huge pot. Ok, she got lucky to hit the guthshot for the nuts, fine. But when the Rooster, Matty and I all looked shocked that she would call 4 raises with the gutshot, her explanation put me on super-tilt: "It's Limit. That's what you do in Limit, right?"
OH. WOW.
Yes, I know over the long term, I will crush her in this game. But as it stood last night, W arrived late directly from The Borgata in AC, stayed for 2 hours and left with more than twice her initial BI. Darko also hung on to most of his profit after doubling up his BI. Serious Limit player, The Rooster, not so much. Serious Limit player, me? Not so much. Grrrr, Grrrr and Double Grrrr.
On the plus side, I've made a recent foray into online poker again. When someone mentioned I could fill my Full Tilt account with just a simple credit card, I didn't believe them. But lo and behold, it worked! I bought in for $200 just to mess around and I've built that up to $300 in just a few short sessions playing low limit (2-4, 3-6) O/8. God bless that game. I still have a complete fear of online play, so I'm playing super-tight and it's paying off nicely. Hope it keeps up.
In other news, I'm going to Florida this weekend and hoping to take down some of those wierd no-limit games down there. I heard a story that they're getting around the NL buyins there in an interesting manner. The max buyin in the NL games in Florida is $100 by law. So what they're doing is getting 10 guys, at say the 5-10 NL table to all buy in for the max and then all push all in at the same time! Then, when showdown occurs, they all deliberately muck their hands to the button who collects the $1000. They repeat this 10 times and now everyone at the table has $1000. Let the games begin! I don't think I'll be doing this, but I wonder if this little trick has filtered down to the $1-2 or 2-5 tables. Also, as Jordan pointed out, what's to stop anyone from simply picking up their winning when it's their turn and leaving. Technically nothing, except for a beating with a pipe in the parking lot I suppose.
Limit is normally my wheelhouse game. I sit back and wait for high value hands and then crush the pot with bets. I get called down by draws, sometimes they hit and sometimes they miss, and in aggregate I'm up. It's a sound strategy which has served me well for years. Which is why I got a little tilty last night when I got sucked out on in nearly every big pot I was in. Not running good. Grrr...
More frustrating than that, I think, was that W and Darko, both avowed Limit haters, came in last night and rocked the game. I mean crushed it. All while they were spouting how stupid Limit poker is. I. HATE. HATERS.
Worst hand of the night had to be in Pineapple. I have QJT and the board comes 986. The bet comes out, gets raised, re-raised and capped. Matty Ebs, to my right, has a flopped straight, I know. I have the OESD re-draw and I'm not sure what the rest of the players have to call all of those raises. So when it comes to the discard, I sensibly give up my Q in order to take the top OESD. The turn comes with a Ten. Grrrr.... W leads out and gets two callers, myself included (hey, I still have the OESD right? Grrr....). The river is a brick and me and Matty both call W's lead out bet and she shows QJ for the top straight and takes down a huge pot. Ok, she got lucky to hit the guthshot for the nuts, fine. But when the Rooster, Matty and I all looked shocked that she would call 4 raises with the gutshot, her explanation put me on super-tilt: "It's Limit. That's what you do in Limit, right?"
OH. WOW.
Yes, I know over the long term, I will crush her in this game. But as it stood last night, W arrived late directly from The Borgata in AC, stayed for 2 hours and left with more than twice her initial BI. Darko also hung on to most of his profit after doubling up his BI. Serious Limit player, The Rooster, not so much. Serious Limit player, me? Not so much. Grrrr, Grrrr and Double Grrrr.
On the plus side, I've made a recent foray into online poker again. When someone mentioned I could fill my Full Tilt account with just a simple credit card, I didn't believe them. But lo and behold, it worked! I bought in for $200 just to mess around and I've built that up to $300 in just a few short sessions playing low limit (2-4, 3-6) O/8. God bless that game. I still have a complete fear of online play, so I'm playing super-tight and it's paying off nicely. Hope it keeps up.
In other news, I'm going to Florida this weekend and hoping to take down some of those wierd no-limit games down there. I heard a story that they're getting around the NL buyins there in an interesting manner. The max buyin in the NL games in Florida is $100 by law. So what they're doing is getting 10 guys, at say the 5-10 NL table to all buy in for the max and then all push all in at the same time! Then, when showdown occurs, they all deliberately muck their hands to the button who collects the $1000. They repeat this 10 times and now everyone at the table has $1000. Let the games begin! I don't think I'll be doing this, but I wonder if this little trick has filtered down to the $1-2 or 2-5 tables. Also, as Jordan pointed out, what's to stop anyone from simply picking up their winning when it's their turn and leaving. Technically nothing, except for a beating with a pipe in the parking lot I suppose.
Friday, January 11, 2008
Tourney suck (for me)
We had a whole bunch of tourneys the last two nights. First things first: Abbie is a monster! I mean crazy unstoppable. Who the hell wins BOTH tourneys?!?! Congrats Abbie - "The Law" (new nickname). I only played in the second tourney but I had NOTHING in terms of cards. Granted I got bluffed off a few hands by Matty Ebs. How did I know I got bluffed? Because someone else would call and Matty would go all in and Matty would show down his crappy 56o and the other person would show a better hand than mine. I would pat myself on the back and then Matty would suck out. Oh yeah, AA got cracked 3 times last night, all vs. much worse hands. The worst was AA vs. AK where the AK turned the broadway straight.
Poker loses.
Well, after getting my stack choped in multiple ways and delivered to other people, I finally looked down at 33 and pushed. I got two callers and the flop came Ac Qc Tc. Uh, I lose.
Tonight was no better. I busted early in the first tourney after going card dead and pushing with A9 with 1000 in chips. I ran into JT AND QQ. Uh, I lose again. Especially when a Queen flops.
The second tourney was painful, like a band-aid you pull off in one quick motion. Because that's how long it took. I was felted on the first hand. Luckily, I had company! I had Ad2d UTG. I limp and a few other people limp and Cheryl makes it 325 total from the SB. Tony calls and I call. Everyone else gets out of the way. Flop is 4d 5c 7d. Hmmmm....I'm going to get in trouble with the nut flush draw and the gutshot wheel draw. I know this. Cheryl leads out with another 325 and I'm praying Tony smooth calls so I can see the turn cheaply. Yeah, no such luck. Tony raised to 925 straight. I read Cheryl for an overpair and Tony too. My though here is that if I shove, I *might* get them both to fold. OR, they both might call and I'm getting 2-1 with the proper odds to draw. So I did. I shoved all in on the first hand with two draws and what I thought was a good overcard with the Ace. Cheryl looked dismayed, but called. Tony did too! They flipped up 44 for Cheryl and 66 for Tony! Cheryl flopped the set and Tony, the OESD. The turn comes out a black 8 for the straight! Tony looks happy until the river comes a black 7 making the boat for Cheryl, who tripled up.
Guitar Hero anyone?
Poker loses.
Well, after getting my stack choped in multiple ways and delivered to other people, I finally looked down at 33 and pushed. I got two callers and the flop came Ac Qc Tc. Uh, I lose.
Tonight was no better. I busted early in the first tourney after going card dead and pushing with A9 with 1000 in chips. I ran into JT AND QQ. Uh, I lose again. Especially when a Queen flops.
The second tourney was painful, like a band-aid you pull off in one quick motion. Because that's how long it took. I was felted on the first hand. Luckily, I had company! I had Ad2d UTG. I limp and a few other people limp and Cheryl makes it 325 total from the SB. Tony calls and I call. Everyone else gets out of the way. Flop is 4d 5c 7d. Hmmmm....I'm going to get in trouble with the nut flush draw and the gutshot wheel draw. I know this. Cheryl leads out with another 325 and I'm praying Tony smooth calls so I can see the turn cheaply. Yeah, no such luck. Tony raised to 925 straight. I read Cheryl for an overpair and Tony too. My though here is that if I shove, I *might* get them both to fold. OR, they both might call and I'm getting 2-1 with the proper odds to draw. So I did. I shoved all in on the first hand with two draws and what I thought was a good overcard with the Ace. Cheryl looked dismayed, but called. Tony did too! They flipped up 44 for Cheryl and 66 for Tony! Cheryl flopped the set and Tony, the OESD. The turn comes out a black 8 for the straight! Tony looks happy until the river comes a black 7 making the boat for Cheryl, who tripled up.
Guitar Hero anyone?
Thursday, January 10, 2008
So much to bitch about, so little time...
First things first. I got my bonus yesterday.
NOT. HAPPY.
True, our company did really poorly this year, but the team I support did really well. Shouldn't that count for something. Anyway, I just saw this article in the Times and all of a sudden, I'm just glad I have a job.
What else? Oh yeah, I almost forgot. Just back from my trip to Vegas, I'm immediately thinking about where else I can go, if only for long weekends. I spoke to E and since she's prepping for the Jersey bar exam in late February, she gave me the go ahead to travel the weekend of the 17th and the 24th. The 17th is also President's day weekend so I'll be off from work the following Monday too. What a happy coincidence! So I immediately booked a flight to...Vegas. I know what you're thinking. And you're right, I'm retarded. But the idea of going for the Venetian big stack tournament specials (running all through February) was too good to pass up. Also, I won't be flying solo this time. The list of guests who might be there are CK, LJ and Mary. Also, Thomas Gillespie, who played in the tourneys tonight at WSP, happened to mention he's going to be there the same weekend staying at Bufallo Bill's (the old Barbary Coast). Anyway, I did the quick math and with the poker rate I'm getting at The Venetian, it's actually cheaper for him to share the room with me than it is for going solo at that other crappy hotel. Sweet!
So my plan is to fly out at 6:30 on Feb. 15th and take the red-eye back Tuesday night, Feb. 19th and get into JFK at 5:00am Wed. morning. If things go well, I'll get some solid sack time coming back and take a cab home, shower up and go right to work (maybe get an hour nap in my own bed if I'm lucky). I'm going to work Wed., Thur. and Friday and then...back to the airport.
It seems Virgin air was having a great special to fly out to the West Coast and since I have carte blanche to travel that weekend anyway, well....I will. I'm flying out that Friday after I get back from Vegas to sunny Los Angeles. I booked myself into a Ramada about 1/2 a mile from Commerce Casino. I've always wanted to try the big California poker rooms and Commerce is the biggest in the world (200+ tables!!). Also, Bicycle casino is close by as are about 6 other poker rooms. I don't think I'll do the frantic loop I did in Vegas but it will be fun just to spend the weekend out there. Again, I'm coming back on the redeye and going right to work.
I only wish I had known my bonus numbers BEFORE I booked the trips. I might not have pulled the trigger so quickly. :-(
NOT. HAPPY.
True, our company did really poorly this year, but the team I support did really well. Shouldn't that count for something. Anyway, I just saw this article in the Times and all of a sudden, I'm just glad I have a job.
What else? Oh yeah, I almost forgot. Just back from my trip to Vegas, I'm immediately thinking about where else I can go, if only for long weekends. I spoke to E and since she's prepping for the Jersey bar exam in late February, she gave me the go ahead to travel the weekend of the 17th and the 24th. The 17th is also President's day weekend so I'll be off from work the following Monday too. What a happy coincidence! So I immediately booked a flight to...Vegas. I know what you're thinking. And you're right, I'm retarded. But the idea of going for the Venetian big stack tournament specials (running all through February) was too good to pass up. Also, I won't be flying solo this time. The list of guests who might be there are CK, LJ and Mary. Also, Thomas Gillespie, who played in the tourneys tonight at WSP, happened to mention he's going to be there the same weekend staying at Bufallo Bill's (the old Barbary Coast). Anyway, I did the quick math and with the poker rate I'm getting at The Venetian, it's actually cheaper for him to share the room with me than it is for going solo at that other crappy hotel. Sweet!
So my plan is to fly out at 6:30 on Feb. 15th and take the red-eye back Tuesday night, Feb. 19th and get into JFK at 5:00am Wed. morning. If things go well, I'll get some solid sack time coming back and take a cab home, shower up and go right to work (maybe get an hour nap in my own bed if I'm lucky). I'm going to work Wed., Thur. and Friday and then...back to the airport.
It seems Virgin air was having a great special to fly out to the West Coast and since I have carte blanche to travel that weekend anyway, well....I will. I'm flying out that Friday after I get back from Vegas to sunny Los Angeles. I booked myself into a Ramada about 1/2 a mile from Commerce Casino. I've always wanted to try the big California poker rooms and Commerce is the biggest in the world (200+ tables!!). Also, Bicycle casino is close by as are about 6 other poker rooms. I don't think I'll do the frantic loop I did in Vegas but it will be fun just to spend the weekend out there. Again, I'm coming back on the redeye and going right to work.
I only wish I had known my bonus numbers BEFORE I booked the trips. I might not have pulled the trigger so quickly. :-(
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Wii rock at poker
Tonight's tourney/cash game to honor 23Skidoo was a blast! The tourney was only 8 handed but there were some fine players. Fresh off of my 12 day Vegas soujourn, my skills were definitely sharpened up. Early on in the first blind level, I nearly doubled up with QQ in late position. LJ raised to 250 UTG and Robert, a new player called. I popped it to 800 and when it got back to LJ, she moved all in in a flash. Robert folded and it was all my chips. I really had to think about it here. I know LJ is a great tourney player, so why would she shove so quickly in the early part of the tourney. I did some thinking about it and I came to two conclusions:
1. She has the obvious KK or AA.
2. She has a good Ace and she's trying to put doubt into my mind.
I started to settle on option number two when I remembered that LJ had come into the tourney with a sore throat and lost voice and probably wasn't feeling good. She had also mentioned how she probably wouldn't stay for cash afterward because she had work to do tonight. I put two and two together and came to the conclusion she was trying to double up or go home. So I called. Her hand was actually more powerful than I had imagined, AKo, but I won the race and she went out on the rail. I was able to use my powerful chip position to bully a few blinds and win a few pots. There were a few suckout hands and some suckout-re-suckout hands. Darko managed one of those when he took out Brian (poor guy) who was short-stacked with 99 in the blind. Darko shoved with a slightly larger stack trying to steal the blinds and Brian called. Darko showed 7d3d and managed to make two pair on the river to go into contention and eventually into the money.
With Darko and I at nearly even stacks and the new guy Robert at a slightly smaller stack, we ended up chopping the tourney to move onto cash. Thanks to the Rooster, Jordan and Jesse for also participating.
As the tourney broke up, W and Alceste joined us for cash when some of the others left and we played a mixed game (.50/1 NLHE and 2-4 Limit O/8). Even though Matty Ebs didn't come to deal for us (:-p), we managed a spirited game to 11:15pm. It was good fun.
Today also marked the debut of the Nintendo Wii at the Wall Street Poker clubhouse. It's a hot property, to be sure, and I played Guitar Hero well into the night after everyone left. Evidently, the game says, I rock.
1. She has the obvious KK or AA.
2. She has a good Ace and she's trying to put doubt into my mind.
I started to settle on option number two when I remembered that LJ had come into the tourney with a sore throat and lost voice and probably wasn't feeling good. She had also mentioned how she probably wouldn't stay for cash afterward because she had work to do tonight. I put two and two together and came to the conclusion she was trying to double up or go home. So I called. Her hand was actually more powerful than I had imagined, AKo, but I won the race and she went out on the rail. I was able to use my powerful chip position to bully a few blinds and win a few pots. There were a few suckout hands and some suckout-re-suckout hands. Darko managed one of those when he took out Brian (poor guy) who was short-stacked with 99 in the blind. Darko shoved with a slightly larger stack trying to steal the blinds and Brian called. Darko showed 7d3d and managed to make two pair on the river to go into contention and eventually into the money.
With Darko and I at nearly even stacks and the new guy Robert at a slightly smaller stack, we ended up chopping the tourney to move onto cash. Thanks to the Rooster, Jordan and Jesse for also participating.
As the tourney broke up, W and Alceste joined us for cash when some of the others left and we played a mixed game (.50/1 NLHE and 2-4 Limit O/8). Even though Matty Ebs didn't come to deal for us (:-p), we managed a spirited game to 11:15pm. It was good fun.
Today also marked the debut of the Nintendo Wii at the Wall Street Poker clubhouse. It's a hot property, to be sure, and I played Guitar Hero well into the night after everyone left. Evidently, the game says, I rock.
Sunday, January 6, 2008
My girlfriend is better than yours
Why? Because she stood outside in the cold for 4 hours this morning to get me the Nintendo Wii! Hooyah!
Of course, this *does* make the return gift I need to give her a lot harder to get. How do you top this?!?
Of course, this *does* make the return gift I need to give her a lot harder to get. How do you top this?!?
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