Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Tuesday odds and ends

Please click over to my Hurricane Blog. I have posted a message with links to the Red Cross so you can make donations directly online.


Party Poker deposited another $20 Comeback bonus in my account. Nice. Been having fun on the Omaha tables while grinding it out on the Hold ‘em tables. It would be nice if I could make a little pocket money right now, so let’s hope the poker gods take pity on me until my bankroll can handle a little variance.


Oddly enough, the job opportunities in my field (Market Research/Communications in the Electronic Manufacturing Services and Aerospace & Defense industries) seem to be in three places – Hunts-Vegas, G-Vegas, and Austin. More than I’d expect. I mean, I know each of those places has a growing manufacturing industry, but I’m sure there are also a lot of locals in the job market as well.

Well, if I have to relocate, at least I know I could find a poker game with a few quality individuals if that actually came to pass.


Lest we forget:

PokerStars is a fine place to play online poker, and the WCOOP is an opportunity that should not be missed.
PokerStars is a fine place to play online poker, and the WCOOP is an opportunity that should not be missed.
PokerStars is a fine place to play online poker, and the WCOOP is an opportunity that should not be missed.
PokerStars is a fine place to play online poker, and the WCOOP is an opportunity that should not be missed.
PokerStars is a fine place to play online poker, and the WCOOP is an opportunity that should not be missed.
PokerStars is a fine place to play online poker, and the WCOOP is an opportunity that should not be missed.
PokerStars is a fine place to play online poker, and the WCOOP is an opportunity that should not be missed.
PokerStars is a fine place to play online poker, and the WCOOP is an opportunity that should not be missed.
PokerStars is a fine place to play online poker, and the WCOOP is an opportunity that should not be missed.
PokerStars is a fine place to play online poker, and the WCOOP is an opportunity that should not be missed.
PokerStars is a fine place to play online poker, and the WCOOP is an opportunity that should not be missed.
PokerStars is a fine place to play online poker, and the WCOOP is an opportunity that should not be missed.
PokerStars is a fine place to play online poker, and the WCOOP is an opportunity that should not be missed.
PokerStars is a fine place to play online poker, and the WCOOP is an opportunity that should not be missed.
PokerStars is a fine place to play online poker, and the WCOOP is an opportunity that should not be missed.
PokerStars is a fine place to play online poker, and the WCOOP is an opportunity that should not be missed.
PokerStars is a fine place to play online poker, and the WCOOP is an opportunity that should not be missed.
PokerStars is a fine place to play online poker, and the WCOOP is an opportunity that should not be missed.
PokerStars is a fine place to play online poker, and the WCOOP is an opportunity that should not be missed.
PokerStars is a fine place to play online poker, and the WCOOP is an opportunity that should not be missed.
PokerStars is a fine place to play online poker, and the WCOOP is an opportunity that should not be missed.

;-)

Please, I do not consider myself a whore. I’m giving it away for free.

I am a slut.



Monday, August 29, 2005

LOL! I may be on to something...

Just checked my stats, and discovered this link is my top referrer:

http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&lr=&q=WCOOP

Yep, there I am, 5th from the top.

And, I did it all for free, Nolan!

Of couse, people searching for information related to Phil Mickelson's illegitimate baby keep popping by. What the hell is that about? Did I miss something? The only place I've heard about it is in my referrals.

Not that I really care...

I'm plumb tuckered out.

Yawn!.....

So, I played another limit Omaha tourney this evening with 2000 of my homeys over at AP. Gotta love those freerolls! Managed to last 2 hrs, finishing 176/2000. I'm doing fine spotting my big hands and getting value, but I definitely need work saving bets. Sometimes, its just damn hard to lay down the Ace-high flush when someone's representing that full house.

But, they always have it.

Grrrr.....

So, it's a leak I need to work on. Just so hard when there's 8000 in the pot and that last river bet is 400. I mean, mathematically, you have to call if you think there is a 5% chance the other guy is bluffing or misreading the board. It doesn't take long to lose a monster stack deep in a limit tourney when the huge suckouts start coming. So many players are so loose in these Omaha tourneys that the pots get humongous compared to the bet size, so if you go past the flop you're usually pot-committed. Very tough to make the big laydown.

But, that goes for LHE tourneys, too, I suppose.
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Not much happening on the job front yet. It's only been 10 days, and 4 of those were weekend days. I have to keep reminding myself of this.

Taking alot of job search skills webinars through the outplacement firm, and applying the lessons. It's similar to poker, really. Don't spend alot of time applying for job bank positions with 10,000 other people (Don't be too loose). Focus on networking, and if you spot positions on Monster that look promising, try to network into the company or research the company to get the name of the hiring manager, then contact them directly and don't stop looking for excuses to contact them until you have the job or piss them off (Be aggressive when you enter a pot).

What the hell, that strategy worked last time. I got the name of the hiring manager, contacted him directly, followed up every week religiously, and eventually interviewed with NINE people over a 10-week period.

Yep, NINE people. At one point, I got up at 2:30 am to fly to Toronto and interview with 5 people in succession immediately upon arrival. Brutal.

Plus, I'd split my trousers at the airport, so I had to make sure I never turned my back or took off my jacket. Interview hell.

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Yawn!...

Yeah, I'm sleepy, but not too sleepy for this:

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C'mon Nolan, baby, gimme what I need - Daddy needs a free WCOOP entry!

Friday, August 26, 2005

Taking a moment...

…to come up out of “feelin’ sorry for myself” mode.

I had a meeting at the outplacement firm in Tampa this week, so I took the opportunity to wheel my meager bankroll over to Derby Lane for some more $2 dogtrack poker. May need to cash the bankroll to pay bills in 4 or 5 months, so I figure I shouldn’t pass up opportunities at the softest tables in America while I still have the money to do it.

Legally (I think) they can only offer poker from noon to midnight. My meeting was at 2 pm, so I showed up a little after noon figuring I could get in 90 minutes with the retirees and the lunching businessmen. And the other unemployed degenerates like me. Unfortunately, a tournament was scheduled for 1 pm, and the wait list was a mile long and didn’t clear until the tourney started. I wound up at what looked to be a perfect table, with me being the youngest by 20 years – and I’m 38. Unfortunately, not 30 second later a college kid I recognized from a trip there last fall sat to my immediate left. I kicked myself for not taking the seat on the left, since I knew the kid was a solid player. A minute after he sat, someone on his left got up and a guy in doctor/nurse scrubs sat down.

The kid and I both started out folding, while doctor nurse guy was raising. A flop of KQx came, and it was checked to him. He bet out, got check-raised by an nice old man that seemed to want to give away money. Doctor/nurse guy dropped his hand on the turn, and when it was shown down (all hands get shown down at Derby Lane – ALL HANDS), the old guy had some garbage hand, like bottom pair. Doctor/Nurse guy got offended and said he’d folded JJ. He got nasty with the nice old man, causing the nice old man to start folding.One of those moments where you want to scream, “DO NOT TAP ON THE GLASS!!!”

Anyway, I was up and down for a few minutes, then picked up a big $50+ ($2/bet, remember) pot when I picked up 66 in MP. The nice old man was on the button and raised it to $4. With 7 players calling, I figured it was ok to call. Flop came 8-6-4, with two clubs. I checked it through to the nice old man on the button, who bet. Then, EVERY PLAYER CALLED AROUND TO ME, and I raise it up. The solid kid folded, as I knew he would, but EVERYONE ELSE CALLED.Yeah. 5 callers in hand that was raised pre-flop, then check-raised post flop. One of them even said, “Not sure I can beat trips”.

Now, lest anyone think there were a bunch of club draws and straight draws out there (and there probably was, inside straight draws were treated like the nuts to these people) and they had odds to call, consider this. I remained aggressive on the run and the river, even in the face of scare cards (J-T, I had to give the nice old man credit for JJ as a hand he’d raise pre-flop, and any of them could have had Q9 or 9-7 their PF standards were so low). And yet, when I was called on the river by FOUR people, not one of them could beat trips.

Not. Effing. One.

Four callers on the river.I quietly thanked Baby Jeebus, stacked my chips, saw it was time to leave, and racked up. Yeah, the looks when I racked up were nothing short of homicidal, but fuck ‘em. I was playing with scared money and was happy to book a small $40 win for 30 minutes of table time. Made it to my meeting with seconds to spare.It’s odd to think about it, but my mindset at that table was much more… exploitive than it used to be. I had a very nice salary and live in a low-cost area of the state, so other than da home game (which is extremely competitive because of bragging rights as well as money) my live poker forays have mostly been about having fun and gambling. This one was all about taking other people’s money. In the past, I would have stayed at the table for another orbit just to look like I was giving them a chance to get their money back, but this time the clock said it was time to go, so I racked up their chips and left. And I don’t feel bad about it, either.

Thursday, August 25, 2005

Oh Yeah!

Oh Yeah…     

Lest we forget, this blog needs to get a media/blogger entry to a WCOOP tournament. Toby suggested I contact Nolan directly, but where’s the fun in that? I mean, if Nolan comes across this blog on his little ol’ lonesome, or HEARS ABOUT IT FROM SOMEONE ELSE, it would kind of prove the point that there are a half-dozen or so people that read it once or twice a year.

;-)

Anyway, on with the show!

Let’s try for a little hypnosis today, shall we?

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you’re getting sleepy
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sleeeeeppppyyyyy
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Ok, I’m giving you a post-hypnotic suggestion…
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BSN has a wider readership than Iggy and Pauly combined
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Nolan Dalla must give BSN at least one WCOOP entry
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Sleeeeppppyyyy
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Ok, now wake up!

Hey, at least I didn’t try to make you take off your clothes and hump a duck.

;-)

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Sunday, August 21, 2005

My First Omaha Tournament

Played Limit Omaha with 2000 of my best friends tonight.

My goal was to make it to the first break, or top half of the field.

Busted with 7 minutes to go before the break. Finished in top 30%.

Yep, 70% of the field gone before the break.

Me? Beginner's mistakes. Seeing too many flops. The structure was faster than hold 'em. Don't know if this is normal, but we were at 100/200 when I busted in the first hour. I had an average to above average stack for a while, but I started seeing too many flops with middle straight cards and learned a lesson.

It's all learning right now.

Oh yeah, before I forget:

Nolan Dalla is a scholar and a gentleman. Please give me a media/blogger entry to the WCOOP on Pokerstars. Puh-leeze!
Nolan Dalla is a scholar and a gentleman. Please give me a media/blogger entry to the WCOOP on Pokerstars. Puh-leeze!
Nolan Dalla is a scholar and a gentleman. Please give me a media/blogger entry to the WCOOP on Pokerstars. Puh-leeze!
Nolan Dalla is a scholar and a gentleman. Please give me a media/blogger entry to the WCOOP on Pokerstars. Puh-leeze!
Nolan Dalla is a scholar and a gentleman. Please give me a media/blogger entry to the WCOOP on Pokerstars. Puh-leeze!
Nolan Dalla is a scholar and a gentleman. Please give me a media/blogger entry to the WCOOP on Pokerstars. Puh-leeze!
Nolan Dalla is a scholar and a gentleman. Please give me a media/blogger entry to the WCOOP on Pokerstars. Puh-leeze!
Nolan Dalla is a scholar and a gentleman. Please give me a media/blogger entry to the WCOOP on Pokerstars. Puh-leeze!
Nolan Dalla is a scholar and a gentleman. Please give me a media/blogger entry to the WCOOP on Pokerstars. Puh-leeze!
Nolan Dalla is a scholar and a gentleman. Please give me a media/blogger entry to the WCOOP on Pokerstars. Puh-leeze!
Nolan Dalla is a scholar and a gentleman. Please give me a media/blogger entry to the WCOOP on Pokerstars. Puh-leeze!
Nolan Dalla is a scholar and a gentleman. Please give me a media/blogger entry to the WCOOP on Pokerstars. Puh-leeze!
Nolan Dalla is a scholar and a gentleman. Please give me a media/blogger entry to the WCOOP on Pokerstars. Puh-leeze!
Nolan Dalla is a scholar and a gentleman. Please give me a media/blogger entry to the WCOOP on Pokerstars. Puh-leeze!
Nolan Dalla is a scholar and a gentleman. Please give me a media/blogger entry to the WCOOP on Pokerstars. Puh-leeze!
Nolan Dalla is a scholar and a gentleman. Please give me a media/blogger entry to the WCOOP on Pokerstars. Puh-leeze!
Nolan Dalla is a scholar and a gentleman. Please give me a media/blogger entry to the WCOOP on Pokerstars. Puh-leeze!
Nolan Dalla is a scholar and a gentleman. Please give me a media/blogger entry to the WCOOP on Pokerstars. Puh-leeze!
Nolan Dalla is a scholar and a gentleman. Please give me a media/blogger entry to the WCOOP on Pokerstars. Puh-leeze!
Nolan Dalla is a scholar and a gentleman. Please give me a media/blogger entry to the WCOOP on Pokerstars. Puh-leeze!

;-)

Eagerly Awaiting Bradoween Reports

In the meantime, I will continue my campaign to whore myself to Pokerstars, Nolan Dalla, and the WCOOP in exchange for a free tournament entry. I’ll even start mentioning what a great idea the WCOOP is, what a swell guy Nolan Dalla is, and what a fantastic site Pokestars is.

Also, I promise I know that I should never end a sentence in a preposition. Mostly.

In case Nolan googles himself, the WCOOP, or Pokerstars, here goes my egregious attempt to improve my page rank:

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WCOOP
Pokerstars
Nolan Dalla
WCOOP
Pokerstars
Nolan Dalla
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Nolan Dalla
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Nolan Dalla
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Pokerstars
Nolan Dalla
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Nolan Dalla
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Ok, I admit, I have no idea if just writing those names does anything for page rank. But, what the hell!

Honestly, I promise I’ll write up a wonderful report or twenty about the tournament and I won’t even bellyache about my bad beat when I get busted, instead pointing out what a good thing it is to play at a site where people think calling all of their chips all-in with A-4 offsuit is a good thing.

Mmmmm, fishy…

Come on, Mr. Dalla, I have a lot of free time on my hands right now, plenty of time to play and blog ad infintum

;-)

Saturday, August 20, 2005

Media comps to WCOOP

Hey Nolan, I'll rename this blog the "WCOOP Blog" for an entry!

I'd even rename it "Nolan Dalla is One Great Guy!" Blog.

Just think of the storyline in the marketing promos: "BSN was laid off on a Thursday and then turned a free tounrmanet entry into the WCOOP into $[some obscene number]"

Plus, my tens of readers have got to be attractive to Pokerstars!

Friday, August 19, 2005

And I thought I was having a bad week

And I thought I was having a bad week

I just checked the keyword activity for this here blog, and discovered thee may be a Mickelson rumor I hadn’t heard:

phil mickelson illegitimate child
/2005_03_01_bigslicknuts_archive.html

phil mickelson illegitimate child
/2005_03_01_bigslicknuts_archive.html

biggette
/2005/05/they-call-me-march.html

big nuts
/

phil mickelson and an illegitimate child
/2005/03/stuff-from-sunday.html

phil mickelson illegitimate child
/2005/03/stuff-from-sunday.html

Oh Phil, what have you done?

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First day on the unemployment line found me mostly trying to get organized. Responded to one promising position in Jacksonville, along with every other Monster.com monkey. Yeah, I know responding to internet job board postings is –EV, but I learned a few years ago to simply use it as a starting point. I’ve dug the name of the hiring manager (I think) out of their website, so the direct contacts will start next week.

I know some managers/companies don’t appreciate job candidates that make calls, but the last time I went through this I approached my search in the way I would a business project. I took the time to interview HR managers at several companies, and to a person they agreed that you can’t go wrong being aggressive (hmmm sounds familiar…). Companies get swamped with resumes from job postings, and they just spend a couple seconds checking for the right mix of experience before moving on to the next candidate. If a phone call gets you an extra 90 seconds of evaluation time, it’s worth it. I was also told that an aggressive attitude (professionally aggressive, that is) delivers the message that you want to work for THAT company rather than just trying to get a job.

Aw, geez, sorry if this becomes a job search blog for the next little while (hopefully, that’s all it will be), but I need to write it out to keep my head right.

Thursday, August 18, 2005

Taking my head out of my ass for a minute...

I loved today's post from Iggy!

Not that I don't love every post from Iggy, but this one was real funny. Why can't I ever come across some rich dude that just wants to give away his chump change, which would be life-chaging money for me?

Oh yeah, because I play $2 dog track poker.

Actually, last Friday, the reason why I sprinted out to a 30BB head start 30 minutes in to the session is because there was a guy like this, albeit smaller stakes of course, that came in raising with anything and everything. He was at the tail end of his session as I sat down, so I just sat nice and quiet knowing the table was already on tilt but I had the advantage of no tilt. I didn't play a hand during the first orbit, but then he left and I caught playable hands and the rest of the table was still on tilt and not about to let the effin new guy step in and pick up where the maniac left off.

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A quick thanks to the folks that have already left kind comments about my bad news from earlier today. I'm still absorbing (ok, avoiding) my new reality, but I appreciate the support.

Hello All

Got laid off today.

I'll probably post more about it later, but if you're involved in the electronics industry and know of anyone that can help me find a position in market research, market development, or market communications, please drop me a note.

And, no, I have no plans to "go pro" with my poker. Too much of a donkey.

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Dr. Lovecraft's Night Magic

Over at the Obituarium, (by the way, Speaker, if you haven't already read this, I think you'll like the protagonist - an obituary writer) I commented about spending a summer working the Magic show at Sea World.

The name of the show is the title of this post. I never knew the man's real name - I only knew him as Dr. Lovecraft. He also had a trusty sidekick, a man that reminded of Clouseau's Kato. He never spoke nor smiled, at least not while I was around. There was also a rotating harem of "beautiful assistants", employed by Sea World and assigned to the show.

Those of us working the show were actually assigned to the facility, one of Sea World's theaters, and we did split duty. During the day we handled everything from crowd control to clean-up for an Undersea Adventure live-performance, with characters doing song and dance routines. We also "got" to pick a random kid out of the audience and sit them up front so they could the "volunteer" for the show. Our orders were to pick really cute 4-6 year olds, but there would invariably be a parent that dragged her 130 lb. 10-yr old with homemade cutoffs and a midriff muscle shirt up to us because she wanted her kid to be in the show.

We got "blamed" by the actors for saying yes. Fuck 'em, I was only being paid $4.50 an hour, and I refused to listen to some primadonna wanna-be that wasn't good enough for Disney whine about a fat kid. If tubby's mama wanted to embarass him in front of 863 people,good customer service dictates that I say "Sure!"

The best part of the job was post-show theater clean-up. All the souvenir crap was sent straight to lost and found, but if you lost cash or expensive cameras... well, you lost your cash and expensive camera. There was a remarkable amount of money lost every day, enough that we always had drinking money from our... um... winnings... I was in the theater the day one guy found $200. Remarkably, the "loser" never came back for it. We actually saved it, figuring it was someone's entire vacation savings and we weren't THAT cold. But no fucking way were we turning it in into our supervisor or lost and found.

A half-dozen high school and college kids can throw a helluva party with $200. At least we shared with our co-workers!

Anyway, Dr. Lovecraft and Kato would show up around 5 p.m. each afternoon. Their shows started at 7 p.m., and among my other duties I was assigned to help transition the stage for the magic show. Kato never said a word while I was learning, instead leaving my co-workers (all of whom had, oh, 10 days more experience than me) to train me. We set up the fake cabinets and the wire girl-body attached to monofilament string so it could levitate during the show. Only Kato was allowed to set up the pigeons. They had these real, live trained pigeons for the show, and I guess they were afraid that a couple of us $4.50/hr humps might fuck with them. You know, like feed them.

Yeah, that's how they were trained, they weren't fed until after the show. That way, the birds would fly around the theater and return to the magician for their 'treat'. Easy to see how we could fuck up the show with a cracker.

Once the show started, out primary job was to cue the audience to applaud at the right time. We literally had cues - when the magician said this or did that, we clapped so the audience would clap. Obviously, the man did not get off on spontaneous appreciation of his life's work. The applause was actually part of his timing, allowing him to transition to the next trick more naturally.

Anyway, we learned all the tricks and gimmicks, and I like to think I can figure out how any magic trick is done, even if I don't always find the evidence. When a trick is done right, you won't find the evidence. But, I've ruined enough network magic shows for my family that they refuse to watch them with me.

The climax of the show was when the beatiful assistant was placed on a table and covered with a drape, then levitated and flown around the stage. Of course, the table she laid on had a fabric top with a slit that allowed her to lay in a cabinet, and the drape was placed in such a manner as to allow Dr. Lovecraft and Kato the opportunity to pull the wire girl-shape from behind the table to take her place. As soon as the wire-girl was airborne, Kato pushed the table off to stage right and the girl threw on a trench coat to cover her costume.

Yeah, a trench coat in the summer. In Florida.

Anyway, the girl then rushed out of the cast door and around the building and re-enterd the building from a hidden rear door behind the audience (conveniently hidden behind me or a co-worker) and re-appeared just as the wire-girl "disappeared" into the rafters.

When it rained, any variety of contest or outright fights took place among the male members of the hump-patrol. To get to the rear door, the girl had to traverse a dirt path that became muddy in the rain. Obviously, muddy dance shoes were a dead giveaway, so it was our job to wait at the path and carry the girls on our backs to the door.

Yes, to a bunch of 18-20 year olds, having big-breasted actress wanna-bees on our backs made us feel like real men.

So, this one day it rained and there was a new girl and I stood at my assigned spot and waited for her. She was very worried about making good time and did not want to miss her cue on her first show, so she leapt into my arms without waiting for me to turn around. Her legs wrapped around my waist, her breasts pressed hard against my face, and I had inadvertantly grabbed her bottom in such a way that my fingers were grabbing her... down there...

I did not say a word about her mistake. I simply turned and carried her, step by step, strong as can be and beside myself with instant lust. Ah, sweet youth, where have you gone?

Of course, my co-workers corrected her immediately after the show (the bastards!), mainly to embarass her. Jesus Christ, could they not let a man cop a feel in the workplace once in a while? There were still two more shows that night!

...and that's what I did on my summer vacation, 1987.

Monday, August 15, 2005

Congrats to Iggy

It remains to be seen how long it will take for Iggy to rename "Party Poker Blog" to "GoldenPalace.com Blog"... ooops, just googled it, and there appears to be an 'official' goldenpalace blog.

Instead, in honor of the occasion, I saw this on my local news over the weekend.

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Been going deeeeep in the MTTs at PokerBlue the last few days. Not that it's any big thing since only the .99 MTTs get any sort of crowd. But, some final tables, with more than my share of bubbles, unfortunately. I'm feeling a breakthrough coming, though. Each tourney, I can pinpoint one misplayed hand that crippled me. Usually along the line of playing a drawing hand out of position, getting the flop I want, then not completing the hand. Each time I said to myself, "I shouldn't, but if it hits I'm set to run the show".

Now I know that when that thought goes through my head, it's time to back off and go back to ABC poker.

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PokerBlue - got a survey from them because I opened an account but never funded it. They wanted to know why, and promised $25 in my account for answering the survey. It isn't a bonus, it was a straight-out reward. The mystery-shopper in me likes free money. It took all of 45 seconds to fill out the survey.

Cool!

So, that's been fun, playing with found money!

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As for the SNG scene at pokerblue... there isn't one. Never any games going. I'm always the first in a room, and it usually takes an hour for these dinky 5-seater $2 and $5 games to fill up.

I'm jonesing, man, I'm in withdrawal!

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Didn't attend Saturday eves league game at the bar this week, opting instead for family time. BuccaneerMike went and finally picked up a win. It's been a while for him - he's run so bad that last week he busted out with KK twice, once to 55 and again to Q6. Horrible beats, both, but we've all been there. It was Joeboddy's turn to run bad this week, busting out first in each tourney. He was upset, but as BuccaneerMike told him, we aren't there for the free tourneys, we're there scouting for fish to add to the aquarium. Another week, and we should have enough to start a new game, seperate from the game we play with Marky Mark and Old Man.

No way we let those two anywhere near our hard-won fish...

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So, that's the update. Safe travel and good times to all of you attending Brad-o-ween this weekend.

Saturday, August 13, 2005

League Game Report

Busted on the first hand by the BB calling my raise with 2s4s.

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How did I get myself in that situation?

I dealt myself AdKd on the first hand, then the flop comes KQT with 2 spades. The BB had checked in the dark, and I saw then how the hand was going to play out and thought I could defend. I knew he'd call my bet on the flop, then check-raise me on the turn.

I knew it. I saw the play in my head ahead of time. I've seen that play a thousand times, and used it myself once or twice.

I knew what I had to do, too.

I bet out the pot, and he called. Just as I predicted.

Turn was the J... of spades.

He had checked in the dark again. Instead of betting my broadway straight, I checked.

Then he tried to bet a T1000? No fucking way, I reminded him he'd checked and the action was dead. But, I did not take it as he was strong. I took it as "the play". I took it as, at best, he has 2 pair.

A blank came on the river, and he pushed all-in. Again, I took it as a play... I took it as, "Unless you have the nuts, you can't call so go away."

I called.

He flipped up that 2s4s and laughed at me. Not a sporting laugh, either. One of those "you're a fucking donkey, so get the fuck out of here" laughs.

I deserved it. And just hours after I left a comment on CJ's blog about trying not overvalue big aces early in a tournament. D'oh!

I drove 65 miles each way and spent $8 in tolls to go out on the first hand, calling like a dipshit. So much for trusting my read.

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Anyway, after I bolted that game, I went straight to Derby lane for some $2 straight hold'em with people that play even worse than I do.

I got off to a fast start, pulling in $60 in the first 30 minutes and becoming a dealer favorite for tipping more than 50 freaking cents. I seriously thought about leaving right then, but the table was REALLY juicy, and I owned them.

But, you know how when you take people's money, they leave the table? Yeah, the table changed, and the cards stopped coming my way. I was in the 2 seat, and there was a statue in the 7 seat that knew how to play, yet was in just about every hand, calling to the river. I just had a sense he knew how to play, even though he played on the surface like just another calling station. Thing is, with those tables and the $2 straight bets throughout, you almost always have odds to call with anything that can win. I played tight, but didn't worry about it since my folded hands weren't turning into winners. But this guy just seemed to get solid reads on about half the table and would call to the river to try to spike 5-outers. As long as he felt that he would have the best hand at the end, no matter how crappy, he stayed around. And he was right more often than he was wrong. Just something about it told me it was more than just catching lucky cards.

Anyway, I bled my $60 profit back over the next 2 hrs, not winning a single pot. Showing uncommonly good sense after an evening of terrible decision, I got up and left with my original bankroll intact.

Just one of those frustrating nights.

Friday, August 12, 2005

League game tonight

Playing in a winner's tournament tonight for last weekend's league tournament winners. We're playing for a buy-in to any of Seminole Hard Rock's $85 tournmanents. Not bad, considering it's all freerolling for the players. I just did the math, and there were 21 establishments that hosted games during the time period, and two tourneys per night each, so the max number of players will be 42.

Wish me luck.

Thursday, August 11, 2005

So Mrs. Big...

...went ahead and put her autographed Harry Potter script up for auction. She bought it a couple months ago for $75, and I posted a while back that similar autographed scripts were going for $350. She felt that the time is right to sell it, with the book having come out and new movie soon to be released (I guess? I'm not a Potter-phile)

Yesterday, with 5 hrs to go, the auction was up to $310, with a bidding war erupting.

It closed at $500.

I said it before and I'll say it again, the woman has an eye for value.

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Is it time yet?

For another post?

I haven't played hardly any poker this week. I'm noticing that the weeks I get in a live game, I just don't have any motivation to play online. I just love live play so much more. I feel more confident at the table than at the PC.

The last few times I played live, I worked on picking up tells better. I'm not shooting for "Hey, the last time he did that he had suited connectors..." kind of tells. I'm just focusing on 'strong' and 'weak' right now, mostly related to posture and the eyes. With some of the guys, I'm picking up tells from how they handle their chips.

I'm not confident enough to start playing junk back at some of them when I feel they're weak, since I play so many calling stations. If they've got a face card or second pair, they call me down.

Nice problem to have, huh?

Anyway, it's really invigorating and I get something out of it that I'm not getting from online play. Whatever, I'm rolling with it - if I don't feel like playing, I won't.

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Anyone get a survey from PokerBlue? The e-mail said they'd give a $25 bonus, no obligations, if I filled it out. I'll check later and see how long it takes to credit my account. It looked like I got it because I opened an account but never deposited.

At one point the survey asked how I heard about PokerBlue, with the usual "search engine" and "friend" type of answers, but right there in the middle of the list was "Iggy"!

'Bout time the blogfather got some props from these sites he shills. I happily ticked his button (no comments please!).

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I've seen the picture of Pauly with TJ Cloutier taken after TJs win at the WSOP, and each time I see it I feel like I know that guy - like I've met him. Today, it occured to me - in that picture, Pauly looks like the 'special ed' kid I used to see in the lunch line in high school!

I keed, I keed...

No really, I know that was taken at the end of one of many marathon days and exhaustion was the norm, but I keep waiting for drool to fall from his lips and to hear that low, continuous moan (uuunnnhhhhh...uuunnnnhhh).

No really, I keed!

Major props again on a job well done, Pauly.

(uuunnnhhh....)

;-)

Sunday, August 07, 2005

Barflies, Bikers, & Booze

Title got your attention, eh?

Got a call from BuccaneerMike today telling me that there was a poker league coming to town. No buy-in, the tourney is sponsored by a bar to draw in customers. The league awards points for finishes, and the top 120 finishers qualify for a monthly tourney. The winner of the monthly tourney wins a trip for 2 to Vegas.

Sign me up!

Mrs. Big... not so thrilled...

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The aforementioned bar is notorious around town for being... shall we say... low-rent. I'm a couple minutes early, but I wait in the car for BuccaneerMike and Joeboddy. While I've been there before, it was a loooong time ago, on a planet far, far away. The last time I was there was between wives, for a Gator-Seminole game, and at some point in the game we stole a Seminole hat off some old boy and lit it on fire.

Good times.

So, they finally arrive and we go in. Hasn't changed a bit in 8 years. As my eyes adjust to the light I am treated to the sight of a middle-aged divorcee wearing the clothes of a 16 yr old girl, bending over the pool table in her too-short skirt, flashing us her granny panties.

Stereotypes exist for a reason, folks.

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So, the place is nearly empty, just us, the barfly, her friend, a couple bikers, and a gold old boy in a white straw cowboy hat and starched black Wrangler logo shirt. The guy running the tourney looked worried, but it was the first night and there had been no advertising, so what did they expect?

We kicked off the first tourney a bit late, but with only 6 players plus the tourney-guy. Not quite the minimum needed for a full payout of points. It was the usual crap card after crap card, which made the occasional steal possible. The structure pretty much sucked, designed to push the action. BuccaneerMike was first out when his KK was busted by 55 when a 5 came on the flop.

Down to four and I change gears. It was all-in-fest time. Blinds had gotten to 500-1000 and I had 2500. After two all-ins with any ace, I got called by some marginal hands and tripled up with AJo. Tourney-guy busted Joeboddy, then I busted Tourney-guy for an extra 100 pt bounty/

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It was about this time I noticed the bikers shirts.

Warlocks.

And they were starting to argue with each other. A near-battle was stopped by the largest one who stepped between them and told them they don't settle their problems in public.

Thank god. BuccaneerMike and Joeboddy don't have permits that allow them to carry in bars.

A guy that had been busted earlier started talking smack about how they're all talk. He told a story about being at their local "clubhouse" (for lack fo a better word) and they had some young girl they were getting ready to pass around. They asked him if he wanted some and he told them only if he went first. Nobody said anything so he took her by the arm and led her to the door. One of them tried to step up, but nobody backed him.

"What a crock", I think to myself.

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By the time I get heads-up with one of the players I see on occasion at da home game, I'm up 4-1 in chips. A couple guys walk in with attractive women, and you could tell by looking that their names ended in a vowel. They strode right over, asking whent he next game started, then camped out behind me watching every move.

I picked up AQs on the button and push. I get the call I want, K3o.

He flops the K and turns the 3.

We go back and forth for a while, at one point I am down to 5000 with blinds at 1000/2000, I scratch back and take the win.

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I head back to the bar and find BuccaneerMike working his game with an off-duty barmaid. And it seems to be working. BuccaneerMike has got alot of game for a fat man.

The cowboy had played with us during the first game, caught some lucky cards but ultimately busted out as he should. All the barflies were hanging off him, including the divorcee in the teenager's short skirt and granny panties. She'd been flashing those panties all evening, and I'd grown immune to them - just part of the decor.

We start asking around about the cowboy and find out the dude's one of the biggest... um... pharmaceutical reps around. Funny, he didn't strike as being that ambitious. Anyway, we attributed his success with the barflies to his occupation.

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Yesterday, I'd forwarded the SmokingGun.com from Pauly's site to BuccaneerMike.

The clubs that were busted are BuccaneerMike's stomping grounds. Have been for many years. As a young man, he'd perfected a pick-pocket move on the strippers where he'd tip a $1 at the stage and while he was putting in the buck he'd take $5 out from the back of the garter.

Worked till he got caught and tossed out of the worst one. No big loss, and he was still beating the game.

So, anyway, I sent the e-mail and got a reply back: "Remind me to tell you a story about that".

Turns out he was in one that day. A business associate had showed up at his office with a case of beer, and they went to work on it. Ah, the advantages of ownership. After killing the case, they decide to go the strip club. The dancer is all nervous, and he starts working his game and gets nowhere. He has to ask her for a dance, and it sucked. Obviously, he knew what dances were like at that place, and so does the world, now. She barely touched him, much less offfered extras. He finally asked her if she thought he was cop, and she said yes, because of how you're dressed. (White dress shirts, dress slacks)

So, he drops his pants. Point made, and the dances improve.

Talk about going all-in. Wasn't until the next day that heard about the bust.

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On to the second tourney, and we're up to 14 players. Another of our occasional home game players came in, Joe Dirt. Joe Dirt has a mullet, but pulls it back into a ponytail and wears a hat. All the time. Never without a hat. I say, if you're gonna wear a mullet, wear it proud!

Joe Dirt is one of those guys that is too honest about his private life. He's proud that he hooks up with women on webcams and jacks off with them.

I always wash my hands after shaking his. (His HAND!)

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Joeboddy and I sit with the Vowels, and their wives sat in as well. Turned outthey live nearby, but owned a bar in St. Pete where the tourneys are also played. He'd recommended the idea to one of the bartenders at this place and felt obligated to come support the game once it started. Nice of him, IMO.

Then, he goes all-in on the first hand. Ok, we get the picture, your dick is bigger than ours.

Joeboddy, BuccaneerMike and I all make the final 7. I bust out pushing with 55, running into QQ from one of the wives. She was a player, and could not be pushed around. I saw her make some ballsy moves and calls that made me respect her game alot more. She played better than her big-dick husband.

BuccaneerMike gets his KK busted again, this time when a kid calls his all-in with Q6s, picks up a 6 on the flop, then catches runner-runner Q's for the boat. Without blinking an eye, BuccaneerMike gets the kid's phone number and invites him to our next home game.

Money in the bank, baby.

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BuccaneerMike and I are busted and hanging at the back bar with Tourney-guy and the guy that claimed he's backed down the Warlock. We're pressing him, trying to find out more about him and he won't tell us what he does for a living. Finally, he tells us he's a PI, and does undercover narcotic work. Supposedly, PI's that do this sort of work get commissions off the busts.

I don't know if he was telling the truth, but his PI license and documents looked legit. But, honestly, if you were in that line of work, would you be telling someone in a bar?

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The owner of the bar joined us in this tourney. A nice guy, we've known him for years and his brother had been a math teacher at our high school when we all went there. The brother's nickname back them was Joe Cool, because he always wore those early 80's thin ties and the Member's Only jacket. In recent years, he'd retired and gone to work int he financial industry, at one time partnering with BuccaneerMike on several accounts.

So the owner is one of those guys that keeps hiring women for bartenders, and they invariably rip him off. Not too hard to do, he has none of the automated pouring thing-a-ma-bobs, doesn't measure his bottles each shift, and apparently spends most of each evening enjoying the products in this fine establishment.

So, we wind up closing the place down with him, but at no time does he offer us a freebie. Not once. Here we were spending lots of money on our booze and literally phoning players yo come in and join that second game, and nothing. Kaput.

Nobody drinks for free in his place. A huge biker stomped up next to us, order and a shot of Jack and a beer, turned to the owner and said, "And if you add it to my tab, I'll rip your fucking arms out."

Then, he turned around enough for me to see the Blackberry stuck in his ear.

A biker with a Blackberry? Puh-leeze!

No freebie for him, and it turns out the biker is actually the guy that owns the building. Poser.

But, a Tab... a thing from the old days, when neighborhood bars got you drunk and kept you that way until you got paid at 5pm on Friday and signed over the check at 5:05 so you could keep drinking.

He then told us about a guy that owed him $35 on a tab and disappeared for a year. Comes back, acts like he doesn't owe anything. The owner allows this to go on untilt he next visit, then confronts him. He owns up to owing the money and promises to pay the next payday. And askes for another drink.

"Sure", the owner says, then goes behind the bar to tell the bartender to make it. But first, he took the glass and rubbed it on his armpit, the bartender's armpit, then down his pants and spun the mouth around his balls. After watching the deadbeat suck down his drink, the owner went over and told him he'd tear up the tab.

"It was every penny to see his mouth all over that glass, covered in my ball-juice," he said.

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One A.M., and BuccaneerMike notices a woman shooting pool. He says to me, "Nineteen years ago next Sunday I tag-teamed her with [Joeboddy].

I couldn't believe it. She certainly wasn't up to either of their standards back then, but he swore she was the best ass he'd ever had.

"Unbelievable", was the word he used.

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I don't want to re-read or edit this right now. I probably should, though. Oh well, Friends shouldn't let friends blog drunk.

Friday, August 05, 2005

Man's Testicles Locked In Padlock

WPBFNews.com - News - Police: Man's Testicles Locked In Padlock

And, no, apparently he isn't married!

Some micro PLO

Hoping some of you experienced Omaha High folks can help me out with a little hand analysis.

Be forewarned:

1. If you despise hand history blog posts, move on to the next blog for now. Sorry, I'm trying to learn Omaha and need all the help I can get.
2. I am a beginner. For now, I'm trying to work on starting hand selection, and I'm probably playing some crap cards. Please educate me gently.
3. I'm applying post odds after the flop, but discounting straights when there's a four flush on the board, discounting flushes when the board pairs, etc. (too conservative?) Please educate me gently.
4. This is one long damn post.

I played .05/.10 PLO, and bought in for only $4. I'll try to explain my rationale. I tripled my buy-in, but that's probably (definitely) luck on my part.


FullTiltPoker Game #175817036: Table Carnegie - $0.05/$0.10 - Pot Limit Omaha - 17:13:31 ET - 2005/08/05
Seat 1: IceMonkey ($9.90)
Seat 2: Wendex ($6.35)
Seat 3: BigSlickNut ($4.40)
Seat 4: bludvlfn ($2.30)
Seat 5: fulltiltchick ($10.15)
Seat 6: skinnie13 ($7.45)
Seat 7: air3rab ($2.35)
Seat 8: Windowmonkey ($9.75)
Seat 9: elitedb ($14.45)
IceMonkey posts the small blind of $0.05
Wendex posts the big blind of $0.10
The button is in seat #9

*** HOLE CARDS ***
Dealt to BigSlickNut [7s 5c 8s Qs] (I'm thinking there is a flush possibility, albeit crappy, and a couple of straight possibilities)
BigSlickNut calls $0.10
bludvlfn calls $0.10
fulltiltchick folds
skinnie13 calls $0.10
air3rab calls $0.10
Windowmonkey calls $0.10
elitedb folds
IceMonkey calls $0.05
Wendex checks

*** FLOP *** [Th 8h Qd]
IceMonkey checks
Wendex checks
BigSlickNut bets $0.35 (Betting 1/2 pot to see where I stand)
bludvlfn raises to $1.75 (I didn't give him credit for J9. Why? I don't know.)
skinnie13 folds
air3rab folds
Windowmonkey folds
IceMonkey folds
Wendex folds
BigSlickNut calls $1.40 (Glub, Glub, my good man, Glub, Glub)

*** TURN *** [Th 8h Qd] [9d]
BigSlickNut checks
bludvlfn bets $0.45, and is all in
BigSlickNut calls $0.45 (I'm freaking committed at this point, duh. Outs = 3 Qs, 3 8s, and 2 J's)
bludvlfn shows [Qc Qh 6c Jd] (D'OH! He was ahead of me the whole way and turned the straight. But, his starting hand rqmts are probably as bad as mine)
BigSlickNut shows [7s 5c 8s Qs]

*** RIVER *** [Th 8h Qd 9d] [5d]
bludvlfn shows a straight, Queen high
BigSlickNut shows two pair, Queens and Eights
bludvlfn wins the pot ($4.85) with a straight, Queen high

*** SUMMARY ***
Total pot $5.10 Rake $0.25
Board: [Th 8h Qd 9d 5d]
Seat 1: IceMonkey (small blind) folded on the Flop
Seat 2: Wendex (big blind) folded on the Flop
Seat 3: BigSlickNut showed [7s 5c 8s Qs] and lost with two pair, Queens and Eights
Seat 4: bludvlfn showed [Qc Qh 6c Jd] and won ($4.85) with a straight, Queen high
Seat 5: fulltiltchick didn't bet (folded)
Seat 6: skinnie13 folded on the Flop
Seat 7: air3rab folded on the Flop
Seat 8: Windowmonkey folded on the Flop
Seat 9: elitedb (button) didn't bet (folded)

I feel really stupid and embarrassed now, and really focus on staying away/getting away from marginal stuff. Unfortunately, I don't know what's truly marginal yet. What I do know is I can't call large bets with 2 pr, only drawing to four outs, unless I have other straight and flush opportunities. Correct?


FullTiltPoker Game #175826214: Table Carnegie - $0.05/$0.10 - Pot Limit Omaha - 17:23:53 ET - 2005/08/05
Seat 1: IceMonkey ($9.50), is sitting out
Seat 2: Wendex ($5.60)
Seat 3: BigSlickNut ($1.70)
Seat 4: bludvlfn ($3.15)
Seat 5: fhaugen ($8.75)
Seat 6: skinnie13 ($8.25)
Seat 7: air3rab ($6.15)
Seat 9: elitedb ($12.35)
Wendex posts the small blind of $0.05
BigSlickNut posts the big blind of $0.10
The button is in seat #9

*** HOLE CARDS ***
Dealt to BigSlickNut [Qs Kd 2c 3s]
jethrobodean sits down
jethrobodean adds $4
bludvlfn calls $0.10
fhaugen calls $0.10
skinnie13 folds
air3rab folds
elitedb calls $0.10
Wendex folds
BigSlickNut checks (Unraised BB. I'm thinking 2 sets of connected cards, and one set of non-nut suited cards is pretty effin marginal. Tru dat?)

*** FLOP *** [8s 7s Ts]
BigSlickNut bets $0.45 (Flopped the flush. I bet out, praying I'm not up against a bigger flush. One thing I like about Omaha is that nobody can play a naked ace or king and pick up a flush.)
bludvlfn folds
fhaugen calls $0.45 (No raise?)
elitedb folds
*** TURN *** [8s 7s Ts] [Ac]
BigSlickNut bets $1.15, and is all in
fhaugen calls $1.15
BigSlickNut shows [Qs Kd 2c 3s]
fhaugen shows [Js 6s Jh 9d] (YES! "No 9-spade, No 9-spade...")

*** RIVER *** [8s 7s Ts Ac] [Ah]
Wendex is sitting out
BigSlickNut shows a flush, Queen high
fhaugen shows a flush, Jack high
BigSlickNut wins the pot ($3.50) with a flush, Queen high

*** SUMMARY ***
Total pot $3.65 Rake $0.15
Board: [8s 7s Ts Ac Ah]
Seat 1: IceMonkey is sitting out
Seat 2: Wendex (small blind) folded before the Flop
Seat 3: BigSlickNut (big blind) showed [Qs Kd 2c 3s] and won ($3.50) with a flush, Queen high
Seat 4: bludvlfn folded on the Flop
Seat 5: fhaugen showed [Js 6s Jh 9d] and lost with a flush, Jack high
Seat 6: skinnie13 didn't bet (folded)
Seat 7: air3rab didn't bet (folded)
Seat 9: elitedb (button) folded on the Flop


Ok, I think I played it right, although I was wide open for a trap with the nuts. But, I didn't see any way to slow-play it without creating an opening for someone to push me off my hand. After all, if I had checked it and he had bet out, or if he had raised me, I'd have a tough decision, right? Any thoughts?

I'm careful about allowing myself to see too many ghosts right now. I made that mistake when I first starting 'learning' hold'em, and played weak as a 5 yr old girl.


FullTiltPoker Game #175828974: Table Carnegie - $0.05/$0.10 - Pot Limit Omaha - 17:26:51 ET - 2005/08/05
Seat 1: Richerone ($9.80)
Seat 2: Wendex ($5.55), is sitting out
Seat 3: BigSlickNut ($3.45)
Seat 4: bludvlfn ($4.70)
Seat 5: fhaugen ($6.30)
Seat 6: skinnie13 ($8.15)
Seat 7: air3rab ($6.15)
Seat 8: jethrobodean ($3.35)
Seat 9: elitedb ($12.25)
fhaugen posts the small blind of $0.05
skinnie13 posts the big blind of $0.10
The button is in seat #4
*** HOLE CARDS ***

Dealt to BigSlickNut [9h Qd Kd Kc] (I liked this hand - big pair, big flush, and straight possibilities. Should I have considered a raise with this one?)
air3rab folds
jethrobodean calls $0.10
elitedb raises to $0.45 (Someone made the decision for me)
Richerone calls $0.45
BigSlickNut calls $0.45 (I feel like, in Omaha, this hand has the most value as a drawing hand and didn't want to isolate - correct?)
bludvlfn folds
fhaugen calls $0.40
skinnie13 folds
jethrobodean calls $0.35

*** FLOP *** [Jd Ad 7h]
fhaugen checks
jethrobodean checks
elitedb bets $2.35 (I put him on trip Aces. Or, trying to steal a nice pot he just built.)
Richerone calls $2.35
BigSlickNut raises to $3, and is all in (I'm drawing to the nut straight, nut flush, and mortal nuts. 13 outs with 2 cards to come, and one of those outs is unbeatable. Odds are 1:1, and I'm getting 3:1 from the pot, not including the implied odds with four players behind me. No sense in just calling when I'd be pot committed for the remaining .65 anyway - might as well get it in now.)
fhaugen raises to $5.85, and is all in (He's been playing loose and aggressive, who knows what he's holding?)
jethrobodean folds
elitedb folds (Guess it wasn't trip Aces)
Richerone calls $3.50
fhaugen shows [Js Jc 7s Qh] (Trip jacks. Perhaps he forgot he can only play 2 cards in his hand (that 7 might have made him think he flopped a boat). Anyway, he's ahead.)
Richerone shows [6c 8s Ac 8c] (Top pair, shitty kicker? Did he think forget also and think he had 2 pr?)
BigSlickNut shows [9h Qd Kd Kc]

*** TURN *** [Jd Ad 7h] [5s]

*** RIVER *** [Jd Ad 7h 5s] [2d] (and there it is!)
fhaugen shows three of a kind, Jacks
Richerone shows a pair of Aces
fhaugen wins the side pot ($5.40) with three of a kind, Jacks
BigSlickNut shows a flush, Ace high
BigSlickNut wins the main pot ($13.05) with a flush, Ace high

*** SUMMARY ***
Total pot $19.40 Main pot $13.70. Side pot $5.70. Rake $0.95
Board: [Jd Ad 7h 5s 2d]
Seat 1: Richerone showed [6c 8s Ac 8c] and lost with a pair of Aces
Seat 2: Wendex is sitting out
Seat 3: BigSlickNut showed [9h Qd Kd Kc] and won ($13.05) with a flush, Ace high
Seat 4: bludvlfn (button) didn't bet (folded)
Seat 5: fhaugen (small blind) showed [Js Jc 7s Qh] and won ($5.40) with three of a kind, Jacks
Seat 6: skinnie13 (big blind) folded before the Flop
Seat 7: air3rab didn't bet (folded)
Seat 8: jethrobodean folded on the Flop
Seat 9: elitedb folded on the Flop

Was I stupid to call all of my chips (ok, technically it was a raise, but not really)? Honestly, it seems like flushes lose alot of value in Omaha due to greater full house opportunities. Should I be discounting my flush outs a bit in PLO even with an unpaired board? Also, my sense is that I need to not commit all of my chips to a flush on a paired board when an opponent shows strength?

Anyway, hope my fishy thought processes will provide hours of entertainment for you and your friends. If you care to educate me, I'm all ears!

Omaha

So, I'm gettin' me some book learnin' on Omaha. Starting with Omaha High, just because it feels less complex to me than Split. So, after reading that pairs aren't such hot shit in the hole pre-flop, and the gravy hands are flush and straight draws, I figgered I'd take a shot at some play money tables.

I just popped over to Pokerroom because of their web interface. I've taken the poker software off my work laptop because I'm still having technical issues, and with IT poking their heads into me in a virtual sense every few hours, why chance it, ya know? Yeah, I know, they can track me just as easy, but they have to go look for it. If it's on my laptop, it's damn obvious.

Anyway, the only play money Omaha High tables they had going were NL. (Does anyone even play NLOH?) After running my stack from 1000 to 14,000 in a single orbit, I concluded I couldn't possibly learn anything and THAT was a waste of time. Everyone was doing the same thing I was doing, and I only saw evidence of one other person applying some semblance of starting hand selection and utlizing drawing odds. Other than that, it seemed like everyone was just playing any four cards and seeing what happened, hoping to learn from osmosis I guess.

So, back to the books and articles. I have no intention of pissing away good money like I did when I started HE.

My Omaha mantra: You're drawing to the nuts, you're drawing to the nuts...

Thursday, August 04, 2005

The Dogger9 Archive

PokerStars.com Official Blog: The Dogger9 Archive

I've been reading the Dogger9 archive over at Otis' other blog, and I was struck with how much the guy comes across like... well, me. Not necessarily his play (his laydown of the KK pre-flop when he accurately put his man on Aces was truly stunning!), but his thoughts and feelings and how the pressure would get to him and how he would turn to family and friends to help him past it all. Really, really, a fine journal, and if you haven't read it yet, you've got some catching up to do.

Bill's Post

When I first read Bill Rini's post about Oddjack my first thought was...

THANK GOD SOMEBODY ELSE SAID IT FIRST!

;-)

Anyway, tried to post this in Bill's comments, but there seems to be a security issue:

Bill,

Excuse me, could you slide a little further out on that limb so I can join you? LOL

I think I 'get' the site. But, just yesterday, I was thinking that some of the Oddjack stuff was slipping into the area of 'questionable' taste. I don't have too many problems with most of the stuff they do, even the Josh Arieh bashing, but the ongoing study of the weight issues of some professional poker players has gotten out of hand. IMO, they've just crossed the line from "who cares?" to being offensive just to get attention.

Of course, by weighing-in (no pun intended) instead of ignoring it, you (and now I) are giving them what they want - recognition.

No offense to BG intended - it doesn't sound like his 'voice' in the aforementioned articles. But, I've gotta side with you on this one.

BSN


Yeah, I'm a fat guy, so maybe I'm sensitive on the matter. And, yeah, I can be offensive too, at times. But my offensive remarks are usually self-deprecating. I don't think I 'pick on' anyone.

Anyway, flame away, I don't care, I'm comfortable with what I've said.

Wednesday, August 03, 2005

Note to poker gods: This is NOT a 'performance' post!!

Sheesh, every time I post about doing well, I get kicked in the Testaverde's.

Yesterday was an up and down day that managed to finish up. Slowly (S-L-O-W-L-Y) clearing a FT bonus. It's coming along, and when I finish I may try to work some of that Scurvy bonus-whore magic again. I quit that shit a while back because I kept running bad (read: playing like a donkey) and losing my ass chasing 'em. I probably shouldn't play any SNGs at all when clearing them, but they're so much damn fun and I have alot of confidence in the low-dollar games. So far, they've been profitable. But, they're an end-of-the-day kind of leak. SNGs to me are what craps are to TJ.

Played a little NL ring game this morning before starting work and lost most of my buy-in when there was one card in the deck that could beat me and the guy on my right had it. Then, he tried to put me on tilt, but not in a normal way. Instead of the usual "You're an idiot, what did you think I coud have there?" comment you usually see, he started in with the "aww, that's too bad, what are the odds...?" comments. I just let it go, only replying that I wouldn't have sat down if I couldn't afford it. On and on he went with this shit, which is how I know it was not sincere.

So, I just tightened up the belt and bet the crap out of my good cards and recovered my buy-in. Felt good.
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So, I answered my own question from my comments yesterday and found out that eBay, in fact, does have an affiliate program. While i'd pretty much sworn 'em off, I thought I'd try it out in just the way I've done the last couple days. I'll browse the auctions, and if I see something interesting I'll post it for y'all. I'm not going to put up banners and all that stuff, though.

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

More eBay finds...

Interesting T-Shirts:

I like this one

But I think the ladies will like this one!

PokerPages.com - In Praise of Family

PokerPages.com - In Praise of Family

Great post by Mike Paulle about family.

I got reminder last week when the ole laptop crashed and I actually had to spend time with them in the evening.

Ok, I don't want to sound like I'm disengaged. I work from home. I'm with them 24/7. So, a little poker in the evenings is just some 'me' time. But without the option available to me, it just felt like the whole family's stress level just melted away.

And, for the younger among us, Mike is absolutely right - don't get so caught up that you miss out on the important stuff.

Monday, August 01, 2005

'Nuther eBay find

eBay: SOUTHERN COMFORT BAR~PARTY~RV~PATIO~MINI LIQUOR LIGHTS (item 7172547422 end time Aug-03-05 14:29:04 PDT)

What's even funnier is the location of the seller, given what they're selling!

Methinks the G-Vegas boys ought to have this 'un for Brad-o-ween...

Anyone? Anyone?

Stuff to write about while I'm folding in my SNG

Mrs. Big...

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Ok, just tripled up on the 2nd hand of this thing. Playing at FT, the tightest site on the planet, when I get JJ vs. 88 vs. AK. I kept pushing pre-flop until all the money was in the middle, then prayed ALOT. Honestly, I raise over 3X the BB, the button came over the top, UTG called, then I pushed hoping to just take it down right then. After all, it was the 2nd hand, I figured there was some fold equity right there.

Both called, and JJ held up.

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Where was I? Ahhh... Mrs. Big is getting quite the eye for spotting value in collectibles. A few months ago she picked up a script signed by several cast members from one of the Harry Potter movies for under $100. A similar script just went on eBay for $350. A script with a few more signatures went for over $600.

The woman's a whiz at statistics, too, but I can't convince her to play poker. She did well (ok, she fucking dominated the P'Stars play money) last year. Not that it counts for anything. But she's got an eye for value and "gets" stats, so I think she'd do ok... better than yours truly, anyway...

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The SNG is dragging. I'm mixing up my play, trying to get someone to play with me, but they're the usual bunch of FT rocks right now. Any hand I'm in I'm betting at, just to see if anyone will come over the top. I want to lay one down and try to get some action for my big hands. I'm just coming in with anything playable and banging away.

Guess the title of this post isn't accurate now that I have the big stack...

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Just busted a third player with A6o vs. QQ. I raised in EP (see, ANYTHING playable), he called, and the BB raised... but it wasn't even a min-raise? Like, 3/4 of my raise...?

Anyway, flop comes A73. BB checks, I check, hating my kicker, and the PF caller pushes. I figure I'm beat, but I have him way covered and was getting about 2.5:1 on my money, so I felt pot-committed. I even said in the chat that I know I'm beat, but had to call. He had QQ, my A was good and I picked up a 6 on the turn for good measure.

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Just lost a third of my stack when I got too aggressive with 77 on the button. MP had min-raised ahead of me and I figured him for A-big card and was willing to race. The SB called, though, and then the MP called. SB had AA and MP had QQ.

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Lost a bit more with TPTK when someone with trips slowplayed them. Still the chipleader, but it's a new game now and time to shift gears.

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Got disconnected. Won 2 hands while I was disconnected. As I re-connected, the hand managed to get shown down on the river. (What, no 'disconnect' or 'sitting out' signal to the other players? FT guys?)

Anyway, these guys are dumb as Rocks.

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On the bubble... for a looong time.

I'm pounding, but nobody's calling.

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Finally busted the short stack.

He'd doubled up on me once when I called his all-in with A5o (I know, I know). This time I raised with KJo, he came over the top as he'd done to a couple of PF raisers lately. I felt like I might have the best hand.

I was wrong, he had 99, but I flopped a J to take care of it.

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So, 3-handed was interminable. I have 6-7K, the pussy to my left had 5K, and the short stack had 1500 or so. I was ramming with anything playable, but couldn't pick up anything when the short stack went all-in. He did it enough to survive. I was always out-of-position each time he did it because I had that 5K stack on my left acting after me each time the short stack pushed.

I mean, each and every time. He knew what he was doing. I couldn't call with any 2 cards because of the guy after me, and he was being a pussy and folding every single time.

Quite a cycle: Short-stack pushes and steals my SB and the BB. I push and steal both BBs. Back and forth. The pussy only raised about every third orbit. One thing about someone that determined to be a Rock, it's reeeeaaaallll easy to lay down marginal cards.

So, anyway, I was pushing with anything, picking up A3s and just pushing all-in.

The pussy calls. Uh-oh.

He turns over QQ. My flush fills out on the river. I think that's 3 suckouts to bust people. No way I call his raise with his image, even with a suited Ace, it's only because I was aggressive that I was even in the hand. I can practically hear the short stack scream at his good fortune, laddering up one additional place. Unfortunately, I had him covered about 9:1.

Took maybe 5 hands to wrap up. He managed to double up once, but I trapped him when my Doyle Brunson flopped 2 pair.

Two wins today. Nice. I'd been the Boston Rob of Full Tilt, a whole mess of second places with no wins. A nice breakthrough day.

Always helps to get lucky. Also helps to go up against people so passive they let me accumulate chips so I could afford to get lucky.