Not much new. Been on a bit of a downswing lately. Really weird, last couple of sessions I have been winning early in the session, nothing huge, maybe a rack or so, and then I would seem to take a few bad beats and then the wheels would fall off the wagon, and I would lose a ton of bets. Mental fortitude is a must I suppose. I told my buddy Sean I would update my blog, so here's the update for him.
I played 100/200 at Oceans-11 a couple of weeks ago. It got spread for the first time there ever, I think on Friday the 13th, go figure. It went all the way until Sunday morning approximately 2am or so. I played in the game twice, on Friday when it started and again on Saturday night when I rolled in. Friday I did good, I won 2 racks. Saturday, not so good, lost 5 racks.
Will probably play tonight as well. If history holds form, I should have a good night, as the past two Thanksgiving's eve, I have had good nights playing cards. We'll see.
Trying to get a new cell phone through AT&T is a pain. I have a credit freeze on at all three credit bureaus so that I don't have to worry about identity theft. But AT&T wants to run a credit check before they will open an account for me. So I have to unfreeze my credit for them so they can run a credit check. What a pain. The only reason I am switching, is because I hate Sprint and my wife wants to get an iPhone.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
Chips, Chips, Chips
Here's a picture of my stack that I took last night.
I like to keep my chips in a big triangle formation. It's easy to instantly know how many chips I have, since I can use the formula for the sum of the 1st N positive numbers, which is N*(N+1)/2. I just have to count the base layer of the triangle and I know how many stacks I have, and I keep my stacks in 20 chips each.
55 stacks is 11 racks. I normally buy in 2 racks, so 8 racks in 4/8 chip structure game is 100 big bets. I have won 100 big bets only a couple of times in my life. In other words I have only had my big triangle to almost 10 stacks in the base layer, only twice. Soon, I envision, my massive triangle being a two story condominium of chips! I like triangles.
Here's the mapping by the way for the mathematically challenged:
N(2) = 3
N(3) = 6
N(4) = 10
N(5) = 15
N(6) = 21
N(7) = 28
N(8) = 36
N(9) = 45
N(10) = 55
Easy Night!
Got some pokers in on Sunday. Went to mass in the morning, then my wife went to the Korean church, and left me in charge of the kids. We watched the Charger game, then I microwaved a prepackaged tri-tip roast (not so good) for lunch. My youngest daughter is getting over being sick, so I made her chicken noodle soup from a can. At first she didn't want to eat it, but after I told her it's like medicine it will make you feel better, she ate almost the entire bowl, saying yum, this is good.
After my wife got back home, we lazed around for a bit, and then decided to go out for Italian. I was all geared up to go to Domenic's in Poway, a good Italian restaurant I like, when my wife said, let's go to Olive Garden, since the kids like it there. I was stunned . . . what? Olive Garden? Seriously? I haven't been there in like 10 years. It was as bad as I remember.
Then I got to Oceans-11 around 8:15 pm and ran over the 20/40 game to the tune of 65 big bets in like 5 hours. Nothing like winning a rack an hour, and that doesn't include the bajillion hands that had I played I would have made the nuts. And the time my top set of aces got cracked by T7 sooted!
On Friday night, I sweated the sickest no-limit hand I have ever personally witnessed. I walked up to my buddy playing in a 3-handed 10/10 no limit game. He was in the small blind with 56 off suit, the button live straddled. He called, the big blind made a small raise to like 90, and both players called. Big blind had maybe 1000 total, and the button had around 6 thousand, and my buddy covered them both. Flop came 378 two diamonds. Some bets went in, and we see a turn of the 4h. My buddy has the stone cold nuts. He checks, big blind moves all in for his last 500, button calls, and then my buddy ships it all in for like 4500 more. The button agonizes forever, shows his hand Ad9d, and then CALLS off all his money on a just a draw. The river blanks off, and my buddy scoops like a 13,000 dollar pot with 56 off suit. Oh, the big blind? He had pocket aces and was drawing dead on the turn. My buddy gave me 50 bucks for sweating him the hand. Recently, I have been sweating everybody winners! I am like the sweat good luck box magnet these days.
After my wife got back home, we lazed around for a bit, and then decided to go out for Italian. I was all geared up to go to Domenic's in Poway, a good Italian restaurant I like, when my wife said, let's go to Olive Garden, since the kids like it there. I was stunned . . . what? Olive Garden? Seriously? I haven't been there in like 10 years. It was as bad as I remember.
Then I got to Oceans-11 around 8:15 pm and ran over the 20/40 game to the tune of 65 big bets in like 5 hours. Nothing like winning a rack an hour, and that doesn't include the bajillion hands that had I played I would have made the nuts. And the time my top set of aces got cracked by T7 sooted!
On Friday night, I sweated the sickest no-limit hand I have ever personally witnessed. I walked up to my buddy playing in a 3-handed 10/10 no limit game. He was in the small blind with 56 off suit, the button live straddled. He called, the big blind made a small raise to like 90, and both players called. Big blind had maybe 1000 total, and the button had around 6 thousand, and my buddy covered them both. Flop came 378 two diamonds. Some bets went in, and we see a turn of the 4h. My buddy has the stone cold nuts. He checks, big blind moves all in for his last 500, button calls, and then my buddy ships it all in for like 4500 more. The button agonizes forever, shows his hand Ad9d, and then CALLS off all his money on a just a draw. The river blanks off, and my buddy scoops like a 13,000 dollar pot with 56 off suit. Oh, the big blind? He had pocket aces and was drawing dead on the turn. My buddy gave me 50 bucks for sweating him the hand. Recently, I have been sweating everybody winners! I am like the sweat good luck box magnet these days.
Friday, October 23, 2009
Full on Doom Mode!
I only lost 1500 on the night combined in the 20/40 and 40/80 games that I played last night. I actually won 500 in the 20/40 before playing the 40/80.
I was up maybe 2 racks in the 40/80 when Persian LAG master Alex takes the seat two to my left and proceeds to amp the game into hyperdrive.
I got killed in so many big pots with big hands that it was absolutely sick. Pocket kings cap preflop, 5 ways on a J72 board. I lead right in and only JB the fish calls, and bink he turns a set with a 6.
Another hand I 3-bet drunk tilting Sam with pocket tens, and Amir calls from either the blind or under the gun, I forget which and then he fricking peels on a J54 board with Q9 clubs, with NO CLUBS on the flop. Don't worry he binks a Queen on the turn.
Then this monstrosity happens. I raise with red 77, Alex 3-bets, 3 other callers, 5 players to a flop of 975 2 clubs. I check to Alex who dutifully bets, Amir raises, I 3-bet, Alex calls, Amir calls. Turn is a 9. I bet, Alex raises, Amir takes 2, I 3-bet, Alex calls, Amir calls. River is a Queen. I bet, Alex raises, Amir folds, and I call with incredulity and say did you really play pocket queens that bad? Yep, he did, and 4-outed me on the river. Amir had a straight draw flush draw and was drawing dead on the turn.
Don't worry I had pocket kings and pocket aces cracked twice two other times too. It didn't feel like I was playing 40/80, more like BINGO. Limit holdem, what a joke sometimes.
I was up maybe 2 racks in the 40/80 when Persian LAG master Alex takes the seat two to my left and proceeds to amp the game into hyperdrive.
I got killed in so many big pots with big hands that it was absolutely sick. Pocket kings cap preflop, 5 ways on a J72 board. I lead right in and only JB the fish calls, and bink he turns a set with a 6.
Another hand I 3-bet drunk tilting Sam with pocket tens, and Amir calls from either the blind or under the gun, I forget which and then he fricking peels on a J54 board with Q9 clubs, with NO CLUBS on the flop. Don't worry he binks a Queen on the turn.
Then this monstrosity happens. I raise with red 77, Alex 3-bets, 3 other callers, 5 players to a flop of 975 2 clubs. I check to Alex who dutifully bets, Amir raises, I 3-bet, Alex calls, Amir calls. Turn is a 9. I bet, Alex raises, Amir takes 2, I 3-bet, Alex calls, Amir calls. River is a Queen. I bet, Alex raises, Amir folds, and I call with incredulity and say did you really play pocket queens that bad? Yep, he did, and 4-outed me on the river. Amir had a straight draw flush draw and was drawing dead on the turn.
Don't worry I had pocket kings and pocket aces cracked twice two other times too. It didn't feel like I was playing 40/80, more like BINGO. Limit holdem, what a joke sometimes.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
The Real World
Birth and death, happiness and sorrow, regret and pride. The emotions are like a roller-coaster.
My wife's father, my father-in-law, passed away early this morning. I feel so very helpless and seemingly unable to comfort and console my wife. We knew that he was sick. She was out in Minnesota visiting back in September when things looked bad. She returned, and then earlier this week we decided that she should go back to Minnesota again. She was planning on leaving tomorrow, but then this happened. She caught the first flight out this morning. I know she feels guilty, because I suggested to her to go on Friday, but she decided not to. Now she is regretting not being there with her Dad in his final moments. I'm not sure what to do or say. I'm still at home in San Diego with the kids, and after arrangements have been made I will need to go to Minnesota as well.
My kids asked me this morning where Mom was, since Mom was here last night and was gone this morning. I tried to explain the situation to them as best I could. The 5-year old seemed to understand, the 3-year asked if she could watch TV after I finished explaining to her why her mom wasn't home and why I didn't know when she would be back. So I guess she probably doesn't really understand what is happening right now. I suppose that's a good thing in some ways.
My wife's father, my father-in-law, passed away early this morning. I feel so very helpless and seemingly unable to comfort and console my wife. We knew that he was sick. She was out in Minnesota visiting back in September when things looked bad. She returned, and then earlier this week we decided that she should go back to Minnesota again. She was planning on leaving tomorrow, but then this happened. She caught the first flight out this morning. I know she feels guilty, because I suggested to her to go on Friday, but she decided not to. Now she is regretting not being there with her Dad in his final moments. I'm not sure what to do or say. I'm still at home in San Diego with the kids, and after arrangements have been made I will need to go to Minnesota as well.
My kids asked me this morning where Mom was, since Mom was here last night and was gone this morning. I tried to explain the situation to them as best I could. The 5-year old seemed to understand, the 3-year asked if she could watch TV after I finished explaining to her why her mom wasn't home and why I didn't know when she would be back. So I guess she probably doesn't really understand what is happening right now. I suppose that's a good thing in some ways.
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