I was a good donkey last night. All I did was grind, grind, grind at the .50/1 tables. With a little $25 NL thrown in for a break here and there.
Nice solid profitable sessions. I like starting off the month in the Poker Tracker green. Get thee hence, red numbers.
Nothing really remarkable about any of the sessions or individual hands. I pulled in a $40 pot in .50/1 with the nut flush, when one guy kept re-raising with a low straight. Board was Kd 6d 7c 8d 9s, he had Q5o, I had A10d. Capped betting on every street. Umm, okay. Thanks for the money, partner.
Not that such play is all that unusual or horrible, but lately I'm struck by the odd nature of fish gambling online. I mean, okay, say you blow through fifty bucks at a .50/1 table in a night. Not the end of the world, by any stretch of the imagination.
But that same fifty bucks is two or three months salary in some parts of the world. That's a mind-blowing, ginormous amount of money for some people. Last night I cashed out $500 of my Paradise winnings to go bonus whore at other sites. I didn't think much about it, but that's someone's yearly wage, shifted from one online casino to another in a blink of the eye. So that I can see more pixelated cards flip around, hopefully in a way that makes me even more money.
Which is cool by me. I'm not lamenting the fact that some people live in mud huts and pray to live to be fifty. I'm damn glad I'm not them. It's just odd, the whole online poker thing, and how quickly we become abstracted from the root nature of things.
Completely cashed out of Pacific (what a craptacular site, Jebus), bonus whoring back at Party now. I'm still keeping most of the online bankroll at Paradise, as I do like their tournament offerings and I keep making money nearly every time I sit down at the .50/1 and $25 NL tables.