I am going to get a Wii. Redeemed some AMEX rewards points for Sears gift cards. I have the cards in my possession so now I just have to keep checking the store and online until they get them in stock. Its got to be the hottest item on the planet right now and there is good reason. John brought his new Wii over the other day and it was a blast. All we played were the games that came with it, the cheesy-looking bubble characters that don't do anything too sophisticated. But they are all realistic enough and definitely fun enough to enjoy and get the heart beat up.
He kicked my ass at bowling and boxing. I figured out tennis and handed him his ass. Then we battled at golf, a game he doesn't even play in reality. He figured it out quick enough to give me a good challenge. In fact, he chipped in for a birdie on the last of 9 holes forcing me to do the same for a one stroke win. My chip burned the cup but didn't go in. Tie game.
I can't wait to get mine. Hopefully before this weekend (doubtful) so I can have friends over to play. Everyone used to come to my place for Halo 1 but not since Halo 2 came out. That darn online play killed the added fun of having everyone in the same room. It is more fun that way. At any rate, Tiger Woods '08 is supposed to be totally realistic. I'm dying to play that.
In other news...
My local Starbucks (the most local, that is) will be closing its doors for good tomorrow. I was in there today and they were already running out of stock. No more tall cups and getting low on eveything else. It will be very interesting to see how far into the day they make it before having nothing left to serve. I won't miss the store. It was a crappy location. I will, however, miss the people...All the kids who work there and the other regular customers. I know I'll run into them at other Starbucks, but no other store is run like this one. It might be one of those once-upon-a-time places.
And another thing...
I have been stressing over the region above my ears for quite some time. My hair is still long and mostly all there, but its not what it used to be and neither am I. Or at least I am trying to become a little different. I don't want to change my image as I am a long-hair and will always be at heart. The biggest issue for me is that I am vain. I give too much weight to appearances and what others may think. Its weird. I know I don't necessarily look as good as I could, but I worry about not looking as good as I do (In my own mind). My hair is healthy but grows slowly. That presents a problem. If that wasn't the case, I could cut it and just grow it back if I wanted. However, it would take at least two years to get back to an acceptable length. I fear the long, awkward in-between stage.
SMC says I should shave it all off. He is of the opinion that I would look good bald. (Note: SMC is mischievous and not to be trusted.) I think he really means it but on what is he basing this? There is a part of me that would enjoy the simplicity of a shaved head. But it just doesn't seem right for me. Arghhhh! This is the shit I think about! How sad.
On a more productive note...
I haven't been to a casino in weeks. I have, however, been playing a good amount of poker. I have finally found what I hope to be my niche online playing four tables at a time. I am treating it as an experiment for the time being as the stakes are small but significant enough to build my bankroll. I am playing at least 2 hours per day (8+ online hours) and have a goal to move up in limits when I get my bankroll to a certain point. That is all I will say about it until I feel more established. I don't want to go into detail about something that may not be what it seems...
...And it apparently doesn't only matter to me. It will need its own post.
SEEYa
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Friday, October 12, 2007
Da Tins I Du
Hey, there! Caught me on the toilet. I'll be with you in a minute....
That's better. Its a good thing we know eachother so well or that would have been embarassing. You must really be wondering about me to just barge in like that.
In short, not much. I didn't play any poker to speak of during the entire month of September. I guess I was content to rest on my success from August (or worried about taking a downward turn). Even this month, I haven't played much even though I had intended to do so.
The new plan has been to try a different scene at Hollywood Park Casino. Its a little shorter distance from home and I used to play there primarily. But that was more than 18 months ago. My first session back there was on a Friday night when Kid Crash joined me and I staked him in the same $200 buy-in NLH game that I was in. In the end, he lost and I won enough to still turn a small win. Perhaps more important was that I found the game to be extremely soft. That's what I was hoping for. Now if only it could be that way every day.
In the two weeks since, I have only been back to HPC a couple of times. Fortunately, the games were every bit as easy as the first. One of the sessions was even in a $400 buy-in NLH game. It was made up of the same players as the 200 game. They just move down when they are losing and back up when they get on a roll. Sadly, that means they either hit-n-run on the 200 tables or lose-and-flee from the 400 game. So chips don't tend to stay in play for long at the lower game and the fishier players don't continue dumping in the bigger game. Still, the games are nice and soft.
I'd like to order the Erica Pikari Dust Ruffles. (Oops. Sorry. I'm watching Fight Club so I may fade in and out. But SMC already knows this.)
The down side, other than not playing enough, is that I haven't had a winning session since the night I played with Kid Crash. But not to worry. The losses were very small. I also managed to enjoy myself. This was partly due to the Thursday $20+15 multi-rebuy tourney. I used to play alot of HPC's weekly evening events. In fact, that's how I got started in serious poker...sort of. Years ago, I used to play tight regardless of the tourney format. But now I know differently. I play pretty damn loose in rebuy events and have a blast doing it. And if I happen to chip-up before the end of the rebuy period, the fun continues. This last time, I was really rolling in the first hour and got the entire table playing ultra-loose. It was great. Too bad I went card dead after the rebuy period when I had to tighten up a bit. No cash for me there.
Marla, you big liar! You tourist! I need this! Now get out!
I just read Brando's mini-rant about the WSOP-ME-Final-Table-pray-fest and am inspired to give my take on it: Jesus f'ing christ! What is wrong with you people?! Poker may be legitimized now but its still a form of gambling and that just doesn't fit in with religion. I'm not religious at all. In fact, I don't believe in a god. But if I did and fealt that my prayers were heard, I would probably use that power sparingly. Doesn't it seem like a bit of a stretch to invoke Jesus every time someone is all-in? Come on. What if someone in your family gets sick in the following week? You genuflect and get ready to pray the shit out of this one only to find that you've exceeded your prepurchased prayer limit.
Of course, that would only litteraly happen with a cell phone. But doesn't it seem a bit greedy, self-serving, and selfish to call on the man upstairs for every little thing? I think it does. If I was on the other end of the prayer line, I would eventually feel the need to say "fuck thou! I'm on a break." But, of course, God is omnipotent and loving and all-forgiving. Even being omnipresent, he couldn't have time for a social life.
Mother fucker! You hit me in the ear! Why the ear?
What's worse is that Lee Watkinson's wife/fiancee (don't get me started on that) wasn't just praying when he was all-in, she was quoting scripture. I think is was something along the lines of "He who brings false weapons against me shall not prevail." It was definitely something like that. And considering the fact that he was all-in as a dog, it didn't even apply! Please, folks, let the numbers speak. If a hand has 4% chance to win, it is not a miracle that allows that percent dog to suck out. It is just simple probability kicking in. Whatever! I'm too tired and drunk to go any further into it.
Truth be told, I left before the previous paragraph and went bar hopping. So while I was watching Fight Club before, I am now watching Real Genius on Mojo. Right now, Val Kilmer is rolling coins over both sets of knuckles, something I used to be in awe of but now do to pass the time at any poker table. That's right. I have magic fingers.
'Rue the day'? Who talks like that?
I'll leave you with that. No! Wait...
I was thinking of the immortal words of Socrates who said, "I drank what?"
SEEYa
That's better. Its a good thing we know eachother so well or that would have been embarassing. You must really be wondering about me to just barge in like that.
In short, not much. I didn't play any poker to speak of during the entire month of September. I guess I was content to rest on my success from August (or worried about taking a downward turn). Even this month, I haven't played much even though I had intended to do so.
The new plan has been to try a different scene at Hollywood Park Casino. Its a little shorter distance from home and I used to play there primarily. But that was more than 18 months ago. My first session back there was on a Friday night when Kid Crash joined me and I staked him in the same $200 buy-in NLH game that I was in. In the end, he lost and I won enough to still turn a small win. Perhaps more important was that I found the game to be extremely soft. That's what I was hoping for. Now if only it could be that way every day.
In the two weeks since, I have only been back to HPC a couple of times. Fortunately, the games were every bit as easy as the first. One of the sessions was even in a $400 buy-in NLH game. It was made up of the same players as the 200 game. They just move down when they are losing and back up when they get on a roll. Sadly, that means they either hit-n-run on the 200 tables or lose-and-flee from the 400 game. So chips don't tend to stay in play for long at the lower game and the fishier players don't continue dumping in the bigger game. Still, the games are nice and soft.
I'd like to order the Erica Pikari Dust Ruffles. (Oops. Sorry. I'm watching Fight Club so I may fade in and out. But SMC already knows this.)
The down side, other than not playing enough, is that I haven't had a winning session since the night I played with Kid Crash. But not to worry. The losses were very small. I also managed to enjoy myself. This was partly due to the Thursday $20+15 multi-rebuy tourney. I used to play alot of HPC's weekly evening events. In fact, that's how I got started in serious poker...sort of. Years ago, I used to play tight regardless of the tourney format. But now I know differently. I play pretty damn loose in rebuy events and have a blast doing it. And if I happen to chip-up before the end of the rebuy period, the fun continues. This last time, I was really rolling in the first hour and got the entire table playing ultra-loose. It was great. Too bad I went card dead after the rebuy period when I had to tighten up a bit. No cash for me there.
Marla, you big liar! You tourist! I need this! Now get out!
I just read Brando's mini-rant about the WSOP-ME-Final-Table-pray-fest and am inspired to give my take on it: Jesus f'ing christ! What is wrong with you people?! Poker may be legitimized now but its still a form of gambling and that just doesn't fit in with religion. I'm not religious at all. In fact, I don't believe in a god. But if I did and fealt that my prayers were heard, I would probably use that power sparingly. Doesn't it seem like a bit of a stretch to invoke Jesus every time someone is all-in? Come on. What if someone in your family gets sick in the following week? You genuflect and get ready to pray the shit out of this one only to find that you've exceeded your prepurchased prayer limit.
Of course, that would only litteraly happen with a cell phone. But doesn't it seem a bit greedy, self-serving, and selfish to call on the man upstairs for every little thing? I think it does. If I was on the other end of the prayer line, I would eventually feel the need to say "fuck thou! I'm on a break." But, of course, God is omnipotent and loving and all-forgiving. Even being omnipresent, he couldn't have time for a social life.
Mother fucker! You hit me in the ear! Why the ear?
What's worse is that Lee Watkinson's wife/fiancee (don't get me started on that) wasn't just praying when he was all-in, she was quoting scripture. I think is was something along the lines of "He who brings false weapons against me shall not prevail." It was definitely something like that. And considering the fact that he was all-in as a dog, it didn't even apply! Please, folks, let the numbers speak. If a hand has 4% chance to win, it is not a miracle that allows that percent dog to suck out. It is just simple probability kicking in. Whatever! I'm too tired and drunk to go any further into it.
Truth be told, I left before the previous paragraph and went bar hopping. So while I was watching Fight Club before, I am now watching Real Genius on Mojo. Right now, Val Kilmer is rolling coins over both sets of knuckles, something I used to be in awe of but now do to pass the time at any poker table. That's right. I have magic fingers.
'Rue the day'? Who talks like that?
I'll leave you with that. No! Wait...
I was thinking of the immortal words of Socrates who said, "I drank what?"
SEEYa
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