Just a short ‘howdy’.
Had a great little trip to the see my cousins in the booming metropolis of Douglas, GA and a nice day visit to the OKEFINOKEE swamp. The kids had a great time and so did we. Our cousins did a great job of showing us true southern hospitality, and quiet town life.
MATH probably aint happenin for me. Cause….
Hey its my birthday!!
wo0t! You can’t see it,(and be glad you can’t) but I’m doing the “I may be old, but I’m happy” dance.
I wish I had something clever or witty to say, but I don’t.
DADI was every bit the madness I thought it might be. I doubled up on the first hand with A8 vs A7. Things went downhill from there. I proceeded to fulfill the promise of DADI by being a complete and utter donkey whenever possible. That hand I posted last night was the pennicle of my journey. 5 rebuys and an add on later I busted in 20th. yippeee
I also managed to donk off a buy in and a half at a 50/nl table with CC, weak_player and donkeypuncher. hee haw
Almost forgot to mention, I’m taking the Wife and kids on a mini-vacation this weekend, so I will get a well deserved vacation from the computer.
And remember, you be careful out there.
PokerStars Game #5694435415: Tournament #28030748, $5.00+$0.50 Hold’em No Limit – Level VI (100/200) – 2006/07/26 – 22:32:24 (ET)
Table ’28030748 8′ 9-max Seat #5 is the button
Seat 2: HighOnPokr (13075 in chips)
Seat 3: willwonka (5450 in chips)
Seat 4: HCR33 (13753 in chips)
Seat 5: dnasty13 (7657 in chips)
Seat 6: 23skidoo (12905 in chips)
Seat 7: GScottW (7150 in chips)
Seat 8: chilldyl2002 (13620 in chips)
Seat 9: Astin (9383 in chips)
23skidoo: posts small blind 100
GScottW: posts big blind 200
*** HOLE CARDS ***
Dealt to 23skidoo [9d 9s]
chilldyl2002: folds
Astin: calls 200
HighOnPokr: folds
willwonka: folds
HCR33: folds
dnasty13: folds
23skidoo: raises 800 to 1000
GScottW: folds
Astin: calls 800
*** FLOP *** [5s 8c 3c]
23skidoo: bets 2000
Astin: raises 2000 to 4000
23skidoo: raises 7905 to 11905 and is all-in
Astin: calls 4383 and is all-in
*** TURN *** [5s 8c 3c] [5d]
HighOnPokr said, “i figureed out why it isnt showing rankings”
*** RIVER *** [5s 8c 3c 5d] [5h]
*** SHOW DOWN ***
23skidoo: shows [9d 9s] (a full house, Fives full of Nines)
Astin: shows [3h 3s] (a full house, Fives full of Threes)
HighOnPokr said, “wow!”
23skidoo collected 18966 from pot
*** SUMMARY ***
Total pot 18966 | Rake 0
Board [5s 8c 3c 5d 5h]
Seat 2: HighOnPokr folded before Flop (didn’t bet)
Seat 3: willwonka folded before Flop (didn’t bet)
Seat 4: HCR33 folded before Flop (didn’t bet)
Seat 5: dnasty13 (button) folded before Flop (didn’t bet)
Seat 6: 23skidoo (small blind) showed [9d 9s] and won (18966) with a full house, Fives full of Nines
Seat 7: GScottW (big blind) folded before Flop
Seat 8: chilldyl2002 folded before Flop (didn’t bet)
Seat 9: Astin showed [3h 3s] and lost with a full house, Fives full of Threes
more to come
I wanted to update that post a bit earlier and elaborate, but I’ve been pretty busy today. I was so freaking fried last night after that tournament, it was truly the most grueling final table I’ve been in in a long time. I totally effed up the screenshot of the beginning of the final table where I had a majority of the chips in play.
The ironic part of it is that I had just watched the WSOP circuit event in New Orleans with Gavin Smith the other night. Gavin came into that final table with a HUGE stack and kept plugging away at opponents, seemingly regardless of his cards. Unfortunately for him his aggression got the better of him and he wound up taking second.
I was determined to win this one.
When we got 4 handed I still had a massive lead over perennial MATH final tabler DrRaz(get a blog you poof), Don the weak tight pushmonkey (just kidding don), and mowenMRTIGHTumdown. DrRaz was picking off blinds, playing my role for me as I dodged and weaved. Kelly took a tough beat by don to be bubble boy, and I figured things would be over quickly. I was sadly mistaken.
The lead probably changed at least 5 times, 3 handed I got as low as ~T5000 chips, but I was finally able to dispatch Don. Heads up was truly a battle. You may recall last week TripJax and I were heads up and in the mook and I could not keep up with the aggression. This weeks MATH was very similar, however this week everytime I made a stand, I made a hand, almost every time as an underdog. I put a few seriously bad beats on Raz before finally making it through. I was spent, no other way to describe it.
Thanks alot to the ATL homies, My brother (king1112), KJ, surf, and
todd for the encouragement, it does mean alot.
Moving the last post down. Who wants to read that?
I’m MrHappy Donk, with a fistful of hammers and a brain full of mush.
No worries mates, the old garbage disposal is in full crush mode, I had a very nice weekend with the wife and kids, didn’t play one hand of poker. Stayed up late with the wife on Friday, discussing houses and other stuff. We took the kids to a local petting zoo which they LOVED. MrBrianiac forgot the stupid camera though. We had a great time walking through the trails feeding the ‘wild’ squirrels, deer, donkeys, horse, bear and buffalo among others.
Sunday we had our niece’s baptism in which we were chosen as ‘sponsors’. Whatever happened to godparents? Crazy Lutherans.
Another interesting thing is that 2 of the pastors were females. I don’t have a huge problem with it, but in my humble opinion a pastor is a father figure, a leader of men. These things add up to being male. Please don’t get me wrong, I’m not a barefoot n’ pregnant, women belong in the kitchen sort of guy. I guess I just draw an imaginary line at father figures and leaders of men.
Luckily my brother in law has TiVo, so we were able to get back to his place and watch Tiger put on a golf clinic in real time.
Anyone else get a load of Sergio Garcia??? I only have 3 words. What. The. Fuck.
I know Spaniards are a little fruity, but dude looked like a chiquita banana. The only way somebody can pull that of is if they can keep up or overtake Tiger. Sergio proved once again that the only thing he can do under pressure is become pudding.
I might try to play MATH tonight, depends on how tired I am. I’m definitely playing in DADI this week, it should be a blast.
I had something I wanted to write about earlier, but I forgot.
I’m suffering form sleep deprivation I think. I’ve overindulged in poker, it’s an obsession that I have no control over. Previously I embraced the obsession, hoping in some way that I could cleanse myself of the need by overexposure. Like a flu vaccine or something. Immersion has only breeded further obsession. I constantly think about poker. I relate almost all situations to poker.
It’s all a game, a play.
I’ve tried setting rules for myself, ha!
I’ve endured self imposed bans.
I’ve been asked on numerous occasions just to show some levity, SOME control. Nope.
I’m running pretty good lately, although the 45sngChallenge has been somewhat humbling so far. I feel good, in control enlightened even.
I’m also feeling burnt out. My back hurts, my freaking carpal tunnel is acting up, (12 hours a day at least on the computer) I’m forgetting things, I’m completely unproductive at work.
What’s the point of this post? Beats me. I need sleep.
I see the cycle, it’s too easy. How do I skirt it, avoid it? All of us go through this to a certain extent. Don’t we?
Sorry that I’m being a whiny bitch, but this blog is still for me and maybe if I can just get it out there, somehow I can release it.
So I have been posting in this humble little blog for well over a year now just for my own enjoyment and possibly track my mental stability as I traverse this little vehicle called life. For awhile I was getting comment spam up the wazzo and finally changed the settings on blogger so that you needed to add a password to post. Inadvertently, I also set the moderation on and neglected to put an email address in the little box dealy thing.
So I go happily along for the next year patiently waiting for a comment here or there. I win the WWDN, nothing. I start playing in ALL of the blogger events, nothing. I even went so far as to ASK for comments at some point, and nothing.
At some point the fine folks at PokerSource decide to offer me a great afiliate deal, and I’m like ‘well shit, screw the stupid bloggers, somebody has got to be reading this. I don’t care anyway’.
That’s it, until tonight when my good buddy KJ asks me why won’t I let anyone post a comment on my blog. UMM. I can post a comment my self just fine. I tried a few months ago. I just figured no one liked me, and screw them anyway.
SO I finally figure out my problem and it has been fixed. …….
I think.
So, if your happy and you know it leave a comment. Let me know how much of a moron I am, something….. Thanks.
2 blogger events – 2 cashes
10 sng’s – 1 cash
wtf.
I suppose them’s the breaks.
I had a great chance to get a 1st in the 45 that I cashed in. Three handed I get AKc. Pushmonkey in front of me goes all in K9 off. And you guessed it King on the flop, nine on the turn. I was not surprised at all. At least I cashed in a 11+1 and I’m on the board.
I’ve deviated from my original plan regarding which SNG’s I’d play. So far I’ve been in 2 – 11+1 turbo’s, 4- 5+.50′s, 3- 1+.20′s and a 6+.50turbo. My highest rank before the 3rd place was 26. Ugh. Now I have to cash in at least 3 out of my 7 last tries to have any hope of making the top 4.
Entries = -56.10
Wins = +77.00
= +20.90 wo0t!
In the mook last night I was on freaking fire. I had a HUGE lead coming into the final table, but was unable to take it home primarily due to TripJax constant pressure, secondly, due to my innate inability to catch a reasonable hand at the right time. Congrats to Jax, he was also on fire coming into the final table and let his aggression take care of the rest.
I must admit, near the end of the mook I was not in top form. I had taken a muscle relaxer earlier and was feeling no pain. I know I was at a blogger cash table too, but have no idea how much I lost there, but I’m sure I lost. And just in case you think I take muscle relaxers for fun, I’ve had a spasm in my back for the past 3 days and really needed a reprieve from the pain. I hate taking medicine, but I was practically in tears and ibuprofen wasn’t cutting it.
