I knew I was in trouble in the blogger tournament last night when I got quad As and quad Ks within the first 15 minutes of the tourney, profiting a grand whopping total of T140 from both.
After that, I basically caught junk the short time I was alive. Stole a few blinds, got blinded down, pushed with a mighty pair of 2s hoping the min-raiser already in would fold, only to have him flip over KK. I think I finished 80th or so. Sweeeeet.
I have a horrible, horrible secret to share. I better just say it, or I'll get nervous and chicken out. I, umm... This is hard...so hard...
I don't like NL tournaments. There. I said it. Sweet Jebus, it's like a monstrous weight has been lifted from shoulders, as if I can suddenly breathe again, and hear the chirping birds. When I walk now, it is with a spring in my step, a glint in my eye.
No, really. I know that's a horribly uncool thing to say, as poker badasses are supposed to wear mirrored shades and shove huge mountains of chips around and rip the filters off their cigarettes and only, only play NL, because that's sexy poker, baby, that's where the real action is at.
More and more, though, NL just pisses me off, as far as tournaments go. I'm not referencing the tournament last night at all, as this is more directed at a general malaise I've been feeling towards NL tournaments for awhile. I just get no pleasure out of playing well for a few hours, only to have my KK lose to 79o, when the board conjures up four to the flush and I lose to a 9 high flush. Or to go out on the second hand when AA goes down to J9s when I raise 3xBB and he shoves all-in preflop and rivers a straight.
And sure, logically I know that I want impatient ass monkeys to be making plays like that. It just seems like more and more, though, the impatient ass monkey ratio in NL tournaments is increasing. To the point that I don't even relish sitting down, as I know I'll have to weather a storm of ridiculous to even make the money, much less win the damn thing.
Part of the problem, methinks, is that I typically play the NL MTTs in the $20-$30 buy-in range. Those are always going to attract a fair number of crazies, who play especially crazy early on, trying to either build a stack or bust out so they can go run around with scissors in the middle of traffic, sucking on razor blades. I should probably either bite the bullet and play in the bigger buy-in ones or, you know, just not play at all.
Man, absolutely no motivation for the day job right now. Like, umm, none.
Nothing to see here. Move along.
Thursday, March 31, 2005
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Mmm, Ketchup
So in all the weather-related craziness lately, I've been woefully remiss in updating on assorted fronts. I suck.
We had a pretty amazing turnout for the last Omaha 8 tournament on Noble, clocking in at 98 players. I'm still baffled, amazed, and vey grateful for everyone that's made it to one of these. Here are the top ten finishers from the last event:
1) LucidMoment
2) Ubestfold
3) TooSexy4You
4) 1rainbow1
5) CompFreak0089
6) cubixguy7777
7) Slayre
8) SophiesMuse
9) cparsley
10) Hench1818
And here are the top ten on the leaderboard after two tournaments, with total points included:
1) scurvydog...........142.99
2) LucidMoment.......125.57
3) MrSquirrel.........96.35
4) 1rainbow1.............91.61
5) Ubestfold.............88.09
6) salmonman...........78.79
7) cubixguy7777........76.72
8) TooSexy4You.........71.92
9) peacecorn...........68.52
10) grassdaq.............57.41
I'll have the full leaderboard updated on TPTK.com later tonight. Still working out the details for the next one, and I'll holler when it's finalized. There's the possibility that we may skip this Friday if I don't hear back soon enough, but we shall see.
On a related note, Noble just upped their signup bonus to a maximum of $500. While not quite as quick to clear as the very best bonuses, that's a nice, hefty chunk o' change that is more than manageable to actual clear and tuck away into your grubby monkey wallet, as opposed to fruitlessly Tilting at windmills for weeks and weeks, only to discover that you've unlocked exactly $1.89 of bonus money.
(Did you notice that I managed to mention the fact that I'm on top of the leaderboard without a bit of gloating? Did you see that? And don't think for a second that I'm not going to pocket the $60 first place prize, plus the $25 gift certificate to Omaha Steaks. Screw that, boss. If you want it you better get busy, hoss, and pry it out of my monkey fingers.)
Things are going pretty damn well on the degenerate gambling front. I like coasting in at the end of the month, a bit leery of playing so as not to disturb the monthly numbers that I've booked which are shaping up nicely.
If I shut things down now, this will be the fourth straight month that my degenerate activities have produced net income that is a multiple of my day job income. Interesting, that. I'll probably ramble on a bit more about that in a few days, when I actually crunch assorted numbers for the month and year-to-date.
Probably going to take it easy on the poker front for a few days. I may take a few shots at some satellite qualifiers for some big cheese tournaments here and there, but I'm a wee bit pokered out at the moment. Rest and recharge, get ready to come back strong in April.
We had a pretty amazing turnout for the last Omaha 8 tournament on Noble, clocking in at 98 players. I'm still baffled, amazed, and vey grateful for everyone that's made it to one of these. Here are the top ten finishers from the last event:
1) LucidMoment
2) Ubestfold
3) TooSexy4You
4) 1rainbow1
5) CompFreak0089
6) cubixguy7777
7) Slayre
8) SophiesMuse
9) cparsley
10) Hench1818
And here are the top ten on the leaderboard after two tournaments, with total points included:
1) scurvydog...........142.99
2) LucidMoment.......125.57
3) MrSquirrel.........96.35
4) 1rainbow1.............91.61
5) Ubestfold.............88.09
6) salmonman...........78.79
7) cubixguy7777........76.72
8) TooSexy4You.........71.92
9) peacecorn...........68.52
10) grassdaq.............57.41
I'll have the full leaderboard updated on TPTK.com later tonight. Still working out the details for the next one, and I'll holler when it's finalized. There's the possibility that we may skip this Friday if I don't hear back soon enough, but we shall see.
On a related note, Noble just upped their signup bonus to a maximum of $500. While not quite as quick to clear as the very best bonuses, that's a nice, hefty chunk o' change that is more than manageable to actual clear and tuck away into your grubby monkey wallet, as opposed to fruitlessly Tilting at windmills for weeks and weeks, only to discover that you've unlocked exactly $1.89 of bonus money.
(Did you notice that I managed to mention the fact that I'm on top of the leaderboard without a bit of gloating? Did you see that? And don't think for a second that I'm not going to pocket the $60 first place prize, plus the $25 gift certificate to Omaha Steaks. Screw that, boss. If you want it you better get busy, hoss, and pry it out of my monkey fingers.)
Things are going pretty damn well on the degenerate gambling front. I like coasting in at the end of the month, a bit leery of playing so as not to disturb the monthly numbers that I've booked which are shaping up nicely.
If I shut things down now, this will be the fourth straight month that my degenerate activities have produced net income that is a multiple of my day job income. Interesting, that. I'll probably ramble on a bit more about that in a few days, when I actually crunch assorted numbers for the month and year-to-date.
Probably going to take it easy on the poker front for a few days. I may take a few shots at some satellite qualifiers for some big cheese tournaments here and there, but I'm a wee bit pokered out at the moment. Rest and recharge, get ready to come back strong in April.
Tuesday, March 29, 2005
The Guessing Game
Guess what I did tonight? Did I qualify for the tournament in Aruba like DoubleAs? Did I win a seat to the WSOP main event like Jan at 50 Outs?
Nay. I spent the whole night sweeping/scrubbing/mopping the damn floors. And I'm damn proud of myself.
Lest you think I've been completely emasculated/domesticated, I've already half burnt myself out on poker this week, trying to cram in the last three or four bonuses, reloads, and what-not. Plus our house has been in a state of semi-thrashed for the last week or so, what with hail from Jebus and ripping out the carpet in the living room and other sundry goings-ons.
But now, now she is clean and sparkly. Until, you know, a couple of days from now. But now I shall sit here and revel, the smell of victory (Pine Sol) in the air. And, you know, get a few hands of poker in before bed.
Nay. I spent the whole night sweeping/scrubbing/mopping the damn floors. And I'm damn proud of myself.
Lest you think I've been completely emasculated/domesticated, I've already half burnt myself out on poker this week, trying to cram in the last three or four bonuses, reloads, and what-not. Plus our house has been in a state of semi-thrashed for the last week or so, what with hail from Jebus and ripping out the carpet in the living room and other sundry goings-ons.
But now, now she is clean and sparkly. Until, you know, a couple of days from now. But now I shall sit here and revel, the smell of victory (Pine Sol) in the air. And, you know, get a few hands of poker in before bed.
Monday, March 28, 2005
And I Shall Smite Thee Down With Hail
On the bright side, the poker/casino gods were kind to me this weekend.
That's about it for the bright side.
Rewind to Friday, which was a typical, normal Friday night. I was playing in the Omaha 8 tournament on Noble, wife was watching television, all was well. It was supposed to storm, fairly bad thunderstorms, but nothing seemingly too burly. So it started to rain, then rain a little harder, then, basically out of nowhere, suddenly ping-pong ball sized hall is coming in almost horizontally and slamming into the back of my house, where the patio is.
I also had the pleasure of burying the half dozen dead doves in my backyard, that didn't manage to escape the wrath of Jebus' hailstorm. Which is odd, as I thought Jebus was cool with the doves. I guess these were Satanic, heathen doves.
Assorted potted plans outside were completely destroyed. Pots and all. Just little lumps of dirts where plant + pot used to be. Crazy.
Here's to the rest of the week not sucking so much.
That's about it for the bright side.
Rewind to Friday, which was a typical, normal Friday night. I was playing in the Omaha 8 tournament on Noble, wife was watching television, all was well. It was supposed to storm, fairly bad thunderstorms, but nothing seemingly too burly. So it started to rain, then rain a little harder, then, basically out of nowhere, suddenly ping-pong ball sized hall is coming in almost horizontally and slamming into the back of my house, where the patio is.
I also had the pleasure of burying the half dozen dead doves in my backyard, that didn't manage to escape the wrath of Jebus' hailstorm. Which is odd, as I thought Jebus was cool with the doves. I guess these were Satanic, heathen doves.
Assorted potted plans outside were completely destroyed. Pots and all. Just little lumps of dirts where plant + pot used to be. Crazy.
Here's to the rest of the week not sucking so much.
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