Some pics of me at the body wall in the pyramid casino (I can't remember, is that MGM?)
http://premium1.uploadit.org/IAElitesquad//IMG_1307.JPG Between the boobs
http://premium1.uploadit.org/IAElitesquad//IMG_1306.JPG Mouth on the boobs
http://premium1.uploadit.org/IAElitesquad//IMG_1308.JPG Rub the belly for luck
Also posted a blog below about the live tournie I played and am curious what people think of the hands I talk about. I think I played em well but I suck at tournies.
but god damn, girls are so tilting. It is a good thing i'm folding every hand, but fuuuuuu i can't even play poker cuz i can't concentrate on anything right now.
Don't ever take anything for granted.by TheTank, July 20
I don't know how many of you know this, but i'm a college athlete. I'm a baseball player, a right handed pitcher, and i am committed to play at Northwestern Oklahoma State University.
I've always had a love for the game, if you've been playing baseball since you were 4 years old, 17 years, thats what happens. I've grown up in Arlington, Texas, home of the Texas Rangers. Every summer i go to Rangers games, i bleed the Red White and Blue team colors. The best i can relate to most of the people on this world-wide forum is soccer. It seems everyone is very passionate about soccer outside of the US. This is it for me, this is what i do. I go to work, I go to school, I study, I play baseball.
I have a lot of great memories, and i always competed, I always left it all on the field. I was never scared, never frightened, if you were supposed to win, I played harder and made sure you didn't. The best example is when my team was the obvious underdog in a tournament against Waxahachie H.S. We were supposed to lose that game. What did i do? I threw 7 innings and got the win in a 1-0 ballgame. I was 15. Later that year my HS team was playing in a fall league (the HS season starts in february and ends in may). We lost 1 game the entire season, we get to the double elimination tournament as the number one seed and lose in the first game. We win 2 more games and make it to the next weekend, We win 1 game saturday, and then on sunday, if we wanted to win the entire tournament and become city champions, we have to win 5 games in a row. We won two, then in the semi-finals, we had a guy who hit his first and second homeruns of his life. The first one was in the bottom of the last inning and his HR tied the game, sending it into extra innings. His second tied the game again, sending it once more into extra innings. We played 11 innings in that game (regulation is 7). We then beat the #2 seed twice to win the championship. All of this with only 9 players the entire day. Everyone on the team played every inning...When i was 18 years old, on my club team i pitched a complete game shutout in the championship game against an unbeaten team. That was for a national championship. It was one of the greatest moments in my baseball career.
All of this being said, and now i have to tell you that i took it for granted. There are two types of "arms" in this game. One is made of glass, the other made of rubber. Mine is made of rubber. Glass arms are injury prone (because glass breaks). Rubber arms are seemingly injury proof. In my 14 years of baseball, i have only had one "injury" to my pitching arm. My senior year of high school i had a strained ulnar nerve. 3 weeks of no baseball and 6 weeks of rehab and i am fine. As a freshman i threw 40 innings, a sophemore 60 innings (thats a lot since we had like 21 games...about 125 innings in the season) Junior year i was a closer on varsity, and threw 20 innings and then my senior year i was the Ace of the staff, and threw about 50 or so.
Other than the three stories i talked about earlier, every team i've been on has sucked. Really bad. My senior year we only one 1 game. I never had any motivation to really work hard. I always did what i was told to do, but never anything extra. In high school, while playing for my school, we never were any good. My first year of college i was a red shirt so i didn't play. I was given a year that did not count against my eligibility so that i could mature and grow. My first year in college we sucked, we finished 2nd from last in our conference. This last year, my sophemore year at my junior college (last year at junior college) i played well, threw a 2-hitter against UT Tyler, a well known division III school, and we as a team, we so very close to making it to playoffs. The entire season all i could do was think about going to playoffs. Playoffs playoffs playoffs. My entire life every season that meant something, my team has sucked balls, and now finally after so long i have a chance to go to the PLAYOFFS! it's all i've ever wanted is to just go. I didn't care if we got swept in the first round, i just wanted to go.
We didn't go, but we were in the race until the very last series. Going into the last series, we were tied for the last playoff spot. The first tiebreaker was heads up, which we were 3-3 with eachother. The 2nd tiebreaker was how well you did against the 1st place team. We were playing the first place team, #1 team in the nation, Richland College. They were the worst team in our confernce, probably going to sweep them. That meant that if we swept Richland, we would beat them out in the tiebreaker...
In the bottom of the 9th inning, we were losing 8-7. We had 1 out with runners on 2nd and 3rd base, and our best hitter who was hitting about .420 up to bat. That was the best situation we could be in. All he had to do was get the ball into the outfield safely and both runners score, we win, our chance at going to playoffs in extremely good. The batter absolutely creams a line drive, heading over the 2nd baseman. Everyone starts screaming and cheering in the dugout, we knew what we had to do and we thought we did it. Unfortunately, the 2nd baseman jumps into the air as high as he can, barely catching the line drive, then throws it to 2nd to double him off, ending the game, and ending our chance at playoffs. I've never seen 23 people have so much joy and turn it into sadness and disbelief that quickly, within 2 seconds.
This made me want to try so god damn hard to get better. I knew i could do it. I committed to NWOSU, an NAIA school, who needed pitchers. I was going to work my ass off and give it everything i had to go to playoffs because this past year has been the most fun i've ever had playing baseball. I have been running, lifting weights, and i hired a trainer to help me train. The training is supposed to make me injury proof and increase the speed of my fastball. I should be throwing 92-93 mph in december. I was looking forward to it so much.
But today, during my lifting, i was about to start doing pull-ups, and as soon as i started my first rep..."pop-pop" really quick. i stopped what i was doing...left the YMCA, and headed to a friends house whose parents know a shitload about biomechanics. His mother was the only one home and she couldn't tell for sure what it was. I called my trainer whose main expertise is sports rehabilitaion, he said ice it and we'll look at it tomorrow.
Everytime i've tweaked something or felt pain in my knees or ankles, the first question someone asks me is "did you hear or feel a pop?" I've always said no, and a couple of days later, i'm back doing whatever. This time the answer is yes. There was a pop. I'm scared. Pops = tears. Tears = surgery. Surgery = 99% chance you will not get drafted. Its pretty much automatic if you don't throw 95+, and even if you do, you have a red flag the rest of your career.
So just don't take anything for granted. I feel i'm obligated to tell stories that could improve someones elses life. I believe in God, i know some of you don't, but i think that God, or the universal force, or whatever, puts you through trying times for 2 reasons...One, you learn from it and better your life, and Two, you tell other people and possibly inspire them, and my story could better someone else's life.
Tomorrow, i go to Chuck, the trainer, he'll examine it, and probably refer me to someone for an MRI, and hopefully in a week i'll have an update. Hopefully it will be a strain, however, I'm going to school for physical therapy and sports rehabilitation, and as i haven't taken any classes yet, being around sports and being interested in physcial therapy and well, just knowing my own body, i'm 95% sure i torn the fuck out of something. The only weird part (5%) is the location and type of pain... I can't explain why it hurts were it does and why there are like 2 kinds of pain... but who knows.
Sorry for making such a long depressing blog. i just needed to express myself some...get it off my chest. I figure i'll see a lot of "tl;dr" and "baseball sucks" and "haha u believe in god" but hey, at this point i really don't care about anything. baseball could be gone for me.
Morons giving themselves bad beatsby blackjacki2, July 20
So last Saturday the poker room near me was running a promotion where they give away $500 every half hour to the first person to win a hand with pocket aces. The rules were:
1. Hand must go to showdown
2. There must be at least $10 in the pot
My concern was that if people got aces they would tank for a few minutes if the half hour was about to roll over and then flip their cards up.
That is exactly what happened when someone got pocket aces at my table. It went check/check to the river and he tanked for 2 minutes until the clock hit 2:00 and then flipped over pocket aces. Unfortunately for the poor sap it went check/check on all streets and there was only $4 from blinds in the pot so he didn't get jack.
After that they did the OBVIOUS thing and announced that the hand had to be dealt after they announced it to keep people from tanking with aces.
After we left for the day to play a home game I told my friends the story and they had a story of another moron. He got pocket aces and flopped a set. Instead of checking it down to the river and collecting $500, he decided to bet it and everyone folded to him. Of course he showed his monster flop which made everyone at the table ridicule him for being a moron for the rest of the day.
I didn't get the aces but I was up $200 on the day from all the stations/fish that promotions like that bring in. An elderly lady at my table was the biggest station I had ever seen. She called down a bet on the river and turned over 8 high.
live poker is officially boring for me 99 percent of the time. No one is really social and all think they r amazing so it sucks the life out of it. Online session today was some uber tilt life sucks crap. Getting tired of having so many 1 to 2k hand sessions where i lose tons. Probably wasnt playing the best poker ever. But at the end was up 120ish in nonshowdown pots and 800 below ev so on the surface seems like i played fine and got sucked out. Also had KK vs AA all in pre and 35 vs 54 in a 3bet pot on a 345 flop. So whatever gonna be on tilt for a while maybe will play a session tonight. I think I was about 3300 when I came vegas so still up like 1k on the month. Been breakeven now since Septemberish so fml in that regard. Pretty sure Im playing good poker recently even if my results arnt showing it.
Ok, I took a week long break (I actually played about 30 hands on holiday, drunk + +$70 NL100, -$80 NL50 where I shoved AQ TP on 2 flush turn and got sucked by K4s -it made me so angry when I was drunk -.-)
,so my only concern was quality time spent with my family (I have seen my entire family that doesn't live in the US basically -a thing I haven't managed last two years)
And I kept tasting local beer. I sheld average 5-6 Beers a day, bought some clothes, and had one dancing party with loads of Vodka+Redbull ($5 For 2cans of Red Bull+2 shots of Vodka, I felt like speedy Gonzales that night)
And the day before departure I obviously had to try something we don't have in Scotland- Nonstop bars.
I started drinking at 9pm and arrived home at 7 am, approximately 10 beers (0.5L later). Its pure Awesome, and there are even clubs open until 10am, but I am getting old and skipped this experience this year.
After 3 hours of sleep it was time to go for a last trip with my Three sisters (3,16 and 28), brother (1) and my dad to an old castle Trosky http://www.karlovice-sedmihorky.cz/O%20obci/Foto/images/Trosky-2.jpg with a real fairy tale from a local theatre (Oh man that sucked) and Japanese tourists.
My trip was coming to an end, and I must say that I really enjoyed those 7 days, but also that I was looking forward to come back to a place that I consider my home - Edinburgh. I must admit I even missed the Chinese food my GF makes all the time, despite the awesome Czech cuisine.
For those who missed my last blog, have some known Czech ladies (These are models, but I must tell you that the real thing, especially in Prague, is not far from these, and in large quantities)
Hey I was just wondering if anyone has played on this site and what kind of skill level/traffic is there at micro stakes? I'm just thinking about moving there cuz of rakeback and bonuses and such, so anyones helped would be appreciated:-)
So I'm in the middle of trying to fix my whole scared-money tendencies I've had since my mindset was crushed a while back and so obviously in the last 3 days I've ended up playing the deepest stack poker I've ever played against the biggest aggro maniacs.. ever. The last 2 days I've been over 4bi deep vs 2-4 other players during most of the length of my sessions
Life really likes to try and shit on me
Anyway I think I did ok. I think I ran pretty 'average' as I ended up with a break even session after 14hrs of play (I couldn't leave, as my table was soooo sick the last 10 hours). I'm not sure what it would of taken to make it a better session, I think I'd have to be really sick to of played most of my situations tonight w/ a higher EV. Not that I don't have a lot to work on / learn, ofc.
Pretty hilarious was that I ended up 6bet shoving AK pre for 3bi total..LAWL. This guy could definitely of folded, or of showed up with AQ, so I don't think my play was bad. Kind of read dependent.. Anyway, I lost the flip vs 99 obv. I'm not sure if I should of just mucked to his 3bet TBH, since it is a pretty high variance situation (tho I really think it was +EV vs this guy).
Anyway hopefully things will improve into the more profitable direction, as I've been in 3 sick sessions with sick action and all 3 were break even (I think I'm up like 200 in the past 3 days lol -_-). I think I could definitely of had a more profitable last 2 days if I were better.
Now I'm going to go watch the Wheel of Fortune live taping cuz my mom is in town.. going to be awake for 20+ hours or whatever is gonna really suck but w/e.
I want...
Better software features
Very low rake
A rake system that makes a player with edge also a winning player
I want to create a poker site, not for the sake of profits, but to wipe out silly poker sites with disturbingly useless software.
For this I seek...
People interested in starting a project with me.
Who am I...?
A poker player (most profits come from playing 10/20), a physics student, and self educated in programming (read books about .NET/CLR/LINQ/WPF/ASP.NET/C#/SQL/Design Patterns/3D Graphics/Direct X/Remoting)
I wanna create a state of the art poker site, such as I'd say facebook is for the world of communities.
Anyone interested in joining me in this project? I seek knowledge in poker, and in programming and relevant knowledge and experience.
After reading all ur comments on my blog, i decided to get it together. I realized i really was playing a pathetic and fishy way of poker. So tomorrow i'll deposit my 50 bucks and start grinding 2NL.
If i have some troubles, i hope i can find some help here.
Thx for makin' me realize how bad i play.
Peace
So many impressions, so much fun. Dunno were to start. Someone said that ”the beginning” might works so I'll go with that. I got on a plane ton London late Wednesday afternoon and despite me being slightly afraid of heights me for some reason I took the place by the window. Our first decision was that on the way home he'd sit by the window and I could be busy closing my eyes and reciting “If..” by Kipling in my head. That poems is basically a lot of statements starting with “If” and “if you can” etc and then it ends with; “Yours is the earth and everything that's in it, and – which is more, you'll be a man, my son!”. It really speaks to me since I like the stoic undertones and as far as people I look up too and try to listen to as long as he should have some idea about it my father is probably the first I can think of, so the ending that explains that it's a father figure talking to his son probably gets me a bit too. The passage I kept coming back to was;
“If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,”
and I figured that even though I've never had chlamydia (also halfway relevant later) and so far I haven't been to Ireland I've had a pretty decent life and if the plane was to crash, well, it could've been worse. The flight went fine though and we got to Heathrow without any problems worthy of mentioning. From there I decided, in all my wisdom, that we should take a cab. Now the flight was fairly ok, 5 minutes of me closing my eyes and looking like a retard. No problem, no worse then getting a bad blow job from someone you're a bit afraid might have shape teeth and a temper. This however, was really crazy. YOU GUYS DRIVE ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE ROAD! Also, the driver had a habit of ignoring traffic rules and solve all deputes (of which it was quite a few) by giving other cars the finger. Thought I was for sure going to die. Since some heavenly father, Lady Luck or more probably superman was watching me and keeping me safe we got to the hotel without in one piece. Since this trip I consider my life a freeroll, I clearly should be dead. Said hi to some unibet people, got to the room, played some Dota with my friend and got to bed. To not be kicked from the Nordic games I flooded the chats with statements about how much my network sucked and how it kept saying I was from great Britain which was sooooo super weird. Suckers.
“If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies, “
Got up the next day, rather tired but not to bad and we went for some English breakfast on the way to the Casino. The eggs, bacon, beans and such was nice but English sausages seems to suck a fat one (please no jokes etc). Also ordered Coffe which sucked even worse. Only way to get decent coffe in england seems to be to import it yourself. The tournament started, everything seemed fine except that when I sat down some dude in a cardrunner's hoodie looked kinda familiar so I introduced myself as a Cardrunners member and he told me he was Timex. Great. Guess who's videos I've been watching to learn how to play donkaments? Ohh well. He was supernice and I talked to him some more later on the airport. Owned me pretty hard in the tournament, but whatever. It happens. I coldflattet QQ vs a EP 3bet, flop came Q98r 3way and someone bet/shoved 98o vs me and I got the early chip lead. Then I flopped a set of 888 on A87ss as the UTG-raiser vs the bb who had called me with T9o.. The obvious turn and I was back to just over my starting stack. I also met fazi which was nice. Sad that I couldn't hang out more with him. A couple of misreported hands were I sucked out on shortstacks and some stealing later I had maybe 30ish k (starting stack was 10k) and moved table.
I think me and Timex busted almost all people form the original table who didn't get moved. So great, the only guy I wanted to get rid of stays until the table breaks, and had me covered almost all the time. New table was better. Got next to drunk finish dude Markus who was supernice and we both managed to chip up a little bit. Play ended, I borrowed the fin like 300£ or so for some omaha game he wanted to sit in and went get some food. My roommate was in a 1 / 2 £ game and I had half his action. He told me he had missed in total 2 hands during 13 hours of live play and was up 500 or so. Got back with the food and he was down 70. A worse sucker for flush draws are hard to find. Had some meat and salad that tasted really good at the casino, went home and got some sleep. Woke up the next day at 3 pm when the hotel people called us and wondered if we intended to get away so that they could clean our room up. We took a trip to Regent's Park and it was really cool. Got some nice pics I'll upload some day. Then we went home, got my money back from the Fin, ran into Pulda and Blizzy and went for a drink with some Unibet person. Drink was nice, Unibet person was nice and but I still excused myself after a while to go hang with the Slovakians. Had some champange, beer and such at the hotel bar, then we got hold of a deck of cards but no chips and we were to many to play chinese so I just logged on to prima and did some serious drunk-stoomping while Pulda mostly cried for me to “PLEASE DON'T CALL” and Blizzy looked somewhat appreciative of my 4way floats with K-high and such. Their friend Martin (?) seemed to feel that something has to be wrong with these stupid kids. Had a lot of fun and got to bed at about 7am. Got up at 11am and got some food before day 2. Hungover as hell I go say hi to Zografa who was also in the tournament. Sat down at my table and saw that Ket was two seats to my left and that he had a big stack. Introduced myself and tried, without much luck, got get him to pronounce my name. We agreed that “Dusty” probably would work just as well. Ket was shitting all over the table so I had to be semi-tight and after like 2-3 hours I shoved KTs over a raise for like 30bb (was antes) and some guy who I think won some earlier Unibet Open tank/called 99. Flopped a king, he rivered a 9. Just as well, was hungover and felt like crap anyway.
“If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same”
I thanked everyone around the table for a good time, shook their hands grabbed the glas of wine I had ordered while I waited for the guy to call my shove and grabbed my roomie. Kinda wanted to stay and rail Ket for a while but I wanted some food. Called up the support people and asked them what was up. They told me they were going to the London Eye and would then grab some food. I obviously grabbed a shirt and we jumped into a cap and found them. Got a pic with the Swedish former greco/roman wrestler Ara Abramhovic who was supernice and then I refused to go on the London Eye and went and got coffee and a sandwich instead. Then we all went to some really cool buffé on top of some building in central London and then got to some club quite close to Piccadilly circus with an open bar. Got home like 3-4amish due to an open bar and got home the next day. Felt like shit, woke up with 3 packs of cigarettes in my pocket (I don't smoke...) and checked out. Got to see Hyde Park that afternoon and took a late plane home. Ran into Timex on the airport and talked to him about some hands for 5 minutes.
Overall I had a ton of fun and I'd like to say thanks to my roomie, all the Unibet people, Markus, Pulda, Blizzy, Martin, Zografa, Fazi, Ket, e3ro, GutsforGators (or whatever his name is) and everyone else who made this trip a total blast. I would've liked to hang out some more with everyone (especially Fazi and maybe talk to Ket for 10 min) but as the great philosopher Jagger once said; you can't always get what you want.
Also, I recommend all british people visit Sweden. Our girls are much hotter
- "I watched a snail crawl along the edge of a straight razor...That's my dream. That's my nightmare. Crawling, slithering, along the edge of a straight razor, and surviving" -
So while running wild and crazy up the limits and hitting a wall I took pause for a moment. I decided I had a good run, and I needed to have something to show for it. So I cashed out pretty hard. I had what seemed to be a rather working style, at least working when table conditions were just right. Right before cashing out I decided to change a few facets of my game in response to certain players at the table I wasnt winning against. My new strategies were no good and only caused further losses. I think I switched up my game one more time with no success, so I stopped and grabbed what dough I had left and made a run for it. I left myself rolled for NL200 and took some seriously bad beats against against some maniacs, which I always told myself to avoid on a limited bankroll. By then my tiny roll was a complete mess and I lost the drive.
I was left with $18. I got a little rackback which brought me to $50, so thats where I'm out now. I decided to try my hand at the dollar table SNG's. I've boooked about 60 and I have..... $53. Just doin the ole sitout until bubble style and then shoving constantly. Fish seem to really hate being pushed around and start spite calling me with J5o and stuff just to knock me out I guess. Sometimes I have a hand and get sucked out on, sometimes I dont. I have a TON of bubble finishes, which is pretty frustrating. I would rather get knocked out in 5th or 6th where it's understandable for them to play a lot looser. But goddamn these people will throw away their entire tourney on a junk hand just to say "bye bye" when they stack you with trash. I dont think I really want to play these things anymore. I dont have any particular experience or insight into winning them. Think I read an article on ICM a year ago and just understand to use my FE + dead money while the short stacks wait on each other to donk out. Whats the worst is I keep finding myself seated to the right of some deepstacked idiot making it impossible to steal.
Technically I have enough roll to go back to NL10 if I one-table, so I guess I'm gonna start doing that again. I took $200 to $3000 in a single month before, so I should be able to hit $1000 with this roll
Just hoping I havent forgotten how to play cash. I was hoping to be quitting my job by fall or winter, lawl. But I'm glad I decided to have some fun with my earnings. Was able to book a trip with my homeslice for a week in a nice 4 star hotel, all expenses paid, and buy a blu-ray player with wifi built in and netflix capable streaming which is ridiculously badass. First movie watched, PRIMER.
Which brings me to the conclusion. EVERYBODY WHO READS THIS MUST GO WATCH THE MOVIE PRIMER RIGHT THIS SECOND. Holy fucking christ I will be watching this movie a good 2 times further before I fully understand it. If you liked the time travel odyssey that was Donnie Darko, you will LOVE primer. Darko was a bit more mysterious and creepy, but primer is just downright utterly fascinating. I cant begin to do justice to this film by describing it, so any geeks who love complicated science fiction time travel with a script that doesnt "dumb it down" for the general masses will be talking about this movie for weeks.
any winning nl50/100 6m players want to chat? ive been breakeven/slightly losing for the last 100k hands or so and its been really frustrating. not sure what im doing wrong, would help to talk to other players. my AIM is ahhratelimit. just msg me and let me know who you are if you want.
or if youre at nl25 and below and would like to talk feel free to msg me as well, i crush nl25 but i cant seem to beat nl50 i suk.
enjoyed vegas meeting lp guys and new players as well. now im back home after like 25 hour travel and im looking at my barely 5k BR wondering what happened LOL. sux coz pandora radio doesnt work anymore and im currently running like shit and lost like 20bi playing online in vegas and LA, this month the big story has KK running into AA like 80% aipf and not sucking out not even once oh well, i still have like 4kusd worth of payments to make which leaves me a solid 1500 BR hahaha. srsly dunno what to do next and i dont wanna sell my car just to upload back online coz that would seriously be more retarded, or is it? too tired of grinding it back up to 10 or 20k from here and just kinda confused and drifting since i came back, trying to read up on technical analysis and going to a seminar in cebu city this august - i wanna slowly shift away from playing poker for a living and just play poker to pay for living expenses coz after 2 years + i dont think i have what it takes to be a winning player at decent (at least 200nl) stakes .
any megatabling grinders wanna add me up esp joeingram,handbanana, hurloon, exhilirate or any other winning 24 tabler i need some advice ... add me up starcrudph@yahoo.com or aim isidrobastida@yahoo.com , i desp need some grinding mindset going before i totally lose interest , still have some 8 sessions with d_zoo left tho.
vegas was great and somehow one of the most enjoyable moments i had there at the house apart from hanging out and going to the lp party was me constantly pwning marshall at chess haha. pete is a great guy really and i felt when i got to know him was just really misunderstood a lot - he's really a cool guy. thx for the memories guys, the bankroll rape was worth it
To everyone who is convinced and tells their peers they run bad: its obv possible, but you most likely are just not as good as you think you are.
I really get annoyed when people talk about how they run bad as if its an absolute fact.
"Umm, it's basically been scientifically proven that i run bad so yeah, i'm 100% positive."
Im actually surprised that people are so weak minded or w/e and cant realize that its just that theyre not pro like they thought. If youre running at .05BB/100 for 150k hands its easy to remember all the constant bad beats and automatically assume that youre running below expectation and that youre BB/100 should be higher.
also going back to bad beats. they're the nature of the game, theyre basically what makes poker what it is. if there wasnt a luck factor, the fish wouldnt play. theres constantly gonna be bad beats. over and over, till youre dealt that very last hand youll ever play. because if you think about it, all the situations where youre ahead, its usually something like 60/40, 70/30, 55/45 of course youre going to lose ALOT when you were the favorite. poker is a very very long term game... if you constantly wallop in your 'misfortune' than youre just making it harder for yourself to truly become a winner. Id imagine the greatest winners today are most likely absolutely emotionless about every hand they play. They always are on their A game and they critically think to the best of their knowledge about poker all around and how they can get better.
winrates are considerably lower than they used to be because of less fish so i think we see this more and more because people are just not winning / breaking even now. Players are getting more and more frustrated thus you see all these ppl bitch about bad beats and how they KNOW they run bad.
Theres no way it could just be because poker is an extremely intricate game and its actually possible they just suck and ran well or any number of other reasons. get real :O
That was basically all I took on the 3rd, since the party was at my house I spent a lot of the time making sure people didn't break shit while retarded. Btw my Pong Team went undefeated in the tourney, although we couldn't finish it because the cops were called at about 1:30am and told us to stfu.
So we woke up about 10am to head out to Lake Minnetonka, was a pretty overcast day, kinda cold until when we first got out there. It was pretty fucking crazy though, I saw 7 boobs... Yeah dude, 7.... Girls would flash you for a pull of your liquor, unfortunately I did not get any of those pictures, because well fuck, I was pretty distracted.
Here's a few random pictures of the island, it was fucking crazy. We ended up leaving when it started to pour on us though, but were out there long enough to get pretty shitfaced.
So that's all I pretty much have on the 4th. These next set is from our Tour De Franzia competition
Basic rules are as follows
Play a mini game
-Win the game, your team gets more nozzle time on a box of franzia
-First one who finish's all their franzia wins. The guys team had 3 boxes vs the girls 2 boxes. We both had 6 members per team.
-We ended up winning, a few girls ended up passing out and were pretty much retarded enough to no understand how to play the last event.
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oh well, i still have like 4kusd worth of payments to make which leaves me a solid 1500 BR hahaha. srsly dunno what to do next and i dont wanna sell my car just to upload back online coz that would seriously be more retarded, or is it? too tired of grinding it back up to 10 or 20k from here and just kinda confused and drifting since i came back, trying to read up on technical analysis and going to a seminar in cebu city this august - i wanna slowly shift away from playing poker for a living and just play poker to pay for living expenses coz after 2 years + i dont think i have what it takes to be a winning player at decent (at least 200nl) stakes 
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