DEMS QUADS, BEETCHES!

Don't know how well you can see it on the screen, but I had my wife take a shot of my absolute joy when I flopped Quads Eights last night.

Awwwww, yeah.

Pelted

Wisconsin got creamed by snow last night. Horicon alone probably got 10 inches, with 3-6 inches more on the way.

I forgot that buying a house on a bigger lot with a usable driveway would give me more to shovel...

Oh well, at least it's helping me work off my Keystone Light gut I've developed over the past year.

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As much as we got pelted by snow last night, my poker game took multiple snowballs to the junk.

I'm on a pretty bad cooler right now, and I'm not sure how to get out it. I've definitely been a losing player in February after posting modest wins in December and January.

This month however, it's like I asked a celebrity pimp for a three way with Sienna Miller and Scarlett Johansson, and LuLu Roman and Nell Carter showed up instead.

I certainly didn't take gunt shot like CC did this past week, but as far as bankrolls go, it's probably a similar percentage of downturn and for the same reason: chasing losses.

Not sure how to get out of it, except maybe to take a break, do some re-reading of Harrington and Gordon, and stop making bad plays against opponents that I don't give any credit to (even if it's credit they deserve).

This cooler has been 99% my fault and not a result of bad beats (though I've certainly had my share). So I'm not going to do any whining whatsoever.

Any tips, tricks or otherwise to help get me back to a Sienna and Scarlett state of affairs would mucho appreciado.

Life Tilt

Ever think that you would be famous as a:

A) Writer

B) Rock Star

C) Poker Player

D) Political Mind

E) Anything besides what you're doing for a living right now?

(F) Any of the above




I know I would answer (F).

Being a laundry salesman isn't what they show you on TV and in the movies. It's weird, frustrating work, mostly because no one really wants to talk to you. Ever.

Ever tried to sell something that's a (not really even) necessary evil? That's where I am right now.

I've been thinking a lot about where I thought my station in life would be when I was 18.

This ain't it.

It's not a bad job, really. It pays fairly well, I have a decent boss, I enjoy the people I work with, etc. I just can't believe that I'm doing this for a fucking living. Not even the laundry part...I mean SALES.

What happened to that 18 year kid who was in a band, getting the girls, and working on the GREAT AMERICAN NOVEL, even though he had barely seen or experienced anything in this strange, wonderful world we live in? Where did those hopes and dreams and ambitions abscond to?

I'm starting to search for some of it.

I'm picking up the guitar again. I have a double secret blog on which I'm writing my G.A.N. that I started years ago, I'm trying to recapture some of that optimism that I had earlier in life before jobs, kids, and "responsibility" took over.

I'm 34 years old. Does anyone else feel this way? That they sort of woke up Rip Van Winkle style and realized that all they've done for the last 15 years is drink excessively and put off what they really wanted to do because life got in the way?

I'm not saying that I don't love my wife and my kids and my life.

I do.

But what happened to that kid with his whole life in front of him, waiting to become the next Jack Kerouac or Lou Reed?

If you see him, shoot me an email.

Off To The Races

I believe that I have lost about the last 3792 races with AK vs. a small or mid pair.

And it's driving me up a fucking wall.

Discuss.

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Emptying the Chambers

This past Thursday, my bankroll on Full Tilt was looking like Anna Nicole Smith in a hotel room. I was very, very near busto. I was running poorly, making bad plays, dronking off chips, and getting rivered left and right.

After pumping my stomach, giving my game a little mouth-to-mouth, and getting plenty of fluids (beer) last night, my 'roll is now in stable condition, and ready to get off of life support.

I played five $2+.25 SnG's (6-handed) on Full Tilt last night and placed 1,1,2,1,1 for a profit about about $23.00. I basically more than doubled what was in my account before the night started.

I believe I've finally found the Holy Grail of these micro-SnG's: Fire the second (or third) bullet. Even if you think you're behind.

Easy as that. At the lower levels, people expect to lose. Give them what they want.

I tend to only do this when facing one or two opponents, but it's been wildly successful when I put it to consistent use.

Observe:

Full Tilt Poker Game #1765286300: $2 + $0.25 Sit & Go (13052212), Table 1 - 15/30 - No Limit Hold'em - 22:36:14 ET - 2007/02/09
Seat 1: Bloody P (1,785)
Seat 2: roxygirl84 (1,440)
Seat 3: Riding Hood (1,530)
Seat 4: 969FDA (1,395)
Seat 5: Deacon John (1,395)
Seat 6: djreed84 (1,455)
969FDA posts the small blind of 15
Deacon John posts the big blind of 30
The button is in seat #3
*** HOLE CARDS ***
Dealt to Bloody P [2c 2h]
djreed84 calls 30
Bloody P raises to 135
roxygirl84 raises to 360
Riding Hood folds
969FDA folds
Deacon John folds
djreed84 folds
Bloody P calls 225
*** FLOP *** [Ks Th 6s]
Bloody P bets 795
roxygirl84 folds
Uncalled bet of 795 returned to Bloody P
roxygirl84: awwwwww jj
Bloody P mucks
Bloody P wins the pot (795)
The blinds are now 20/40
*** SUMMARY ***
Total pot 795 | Rake 0
Board: [Ks Th 6s]
Seat 1: Bloody P collected (795), mucked
Seat 2: roxygirl84 folded on the Flop
Seat 3: Riding Hood (button) didn't bet (folded)
Seat 4: 969FDA (small blind) folded before the Flop
Seat 5: Deacon John (big blind) folded before the Flop
Seat 6: djreed84 folded before the Flop

Here, with a pair of 2's, I'm obviously looking to hit a set on the flop. I missed, but looking at the texture of the flop, I hoped that the king would be a scare card. I thought I would take a stab at the pot and make a pot sized bet to see how roxygirl responded. Even if she (we'll assume she's female) pushes here, I can fold and still rebuild my stack with 1000 chips and the blinds at only 15/30.

This time firing the bullet worked pretty well, if she indeed had Jacks.

Another one against "roxygirl84". I had seen her play enough hands to know that she hates
any sort of pressure or hard decision making. That led to me winning this pot:

Full Tilt Poker Game #1765307335: $2 + $0.25 Sit & Go (13052212), Table 1 - 20/40 - No Limit Hold'em - 22:39:13 ET - 2007/02/09
Seat 1: Bloody P (2,140)
Seat 2: roxygirl84 (3,360)
Seat 3: Riding Hood (1,665)
Seat 5: Deacon John (570)
Seat 6: djreed84 (1,265)
Bloody P posts the small blind of 20
roxygirl84 posts the big blind of 40
The button is in seat #6
*** HOLE CARDS ***
Dealt to Bloody P [9c 9d]
Riding Hood folds
Deacon John folds
djreed84 calls 40
Bloody P raises to 160
roxygirl84 calls 120
djreed84 folds
*** FLOP *** [Js Td Ac]
Bloody P bets 360
roxygirl84 calls 360
*** TURN *** [Js Td Ac] [2d]
Bloody P bets 1,080
roxygirl84 folds
Uncalled bet of 1,080 returned to Bloody P
Bloody P mucks
Bloody P wins the pot (1,080)
*** SUMMARY ***
Total pot 1,080 | Rake 0
Board: [Js Td Ac 2d]
Seat 1: Bloody P (small blind) collected (1,080), mucked
Seat 2: roxygirl84 (big blind) folded on the Turn
Seat 3: Riding Hood didn't bet (folded)
Seat 5: Deacon John didn't bet (folded)
Seat 6: djreed84 (button) folded before the Flop

It may seem like a couple of foolish bets on my part, but again, firing that extra bullet with a big, pot-sized bet that would have crippled her made sense with an Ace on the board. And again, if I get played back at, I have enough chips with 20/40 blinds to try to get back to even and make a run at winning the table (which I've done many times, with many less chips).

The bottom line is if you have a good read on your opponent, you're heads up, have the stack to absorb a hit, and have the balls to make the play...FIRE THAT BULLET! A lot of players will stay with you with middle pair, top pair/bad kicker, and flush or straight draws just hoping to catch their miracle card on the turn. If they miss (as they inevitably do) and are facing a big ass bet, they're going to fold to naked aggression.

Close, But No Cigar

Missed the money, but I am still proud of my showing in the Hammer Day Tourney. Usually I'd have finished right around 75th place. Middle of the pack...that's me.

Every. Single. Blogger. Tourney

Tonight, I got 8 places from the money. Sucks that I didn't get the bling, yes, but at least I'm showing improvement in my MTT play.

Oh, and I had a blast. Nothing like playing with bloggers. You mother fathers.

I dropped the hammer early and won a fairly good sized pot; dropped the velvet hammer just after the first break and won a decent pot, then...card dead. No hammers whatsoever.

Happy Hammer Day, to all, and to all a goot night.

Hammer Day for the Uber Ghey!

Happy Hammer Day!

For all of you with uber ghey girl diaries, sign up for the tourney!

I'll be making a rare WPBT appearance. I'm sure I'll bust out first...

It's like Festivus for the rest of us! Except, you know, with cards and stuff.

Affiliate Whore

That's me.

Listen, ever since I posted something called "Stitch in the Gash" with a link to a Sienna Miller picture, I've averaged somewhere in the neighborhood of 3000 hits per day.

Seriously.

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Yes, I've been getting a ton of hits lately. A TON.

So, why not try to turn that into advertising dollars? I'm a slut like that.

See all them there links to the right and the one below the banner? Yeah, Pappy gets a li'l sumptin, sumptin every time someone takes the time to sign up for one of those bad boys.

So feel free. Well, it's not free, but you know what I mean...

Oh yeah, to answer your question, I did consider posting a ton of porn ads on here considering what people have been searching for. But then I realized that I'm not The Bracelet for Chrissakes.

But this is still a poker blog, right? So I stuck with a poker affiliate theme (for the most part. That Yahoo! Domain thing is actually a killer deal).

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So, it's been awhile. Drama at work + drama at home - zero comments on anything I've written lately = lack of posting.

I've been playing quite a bit of live poker lately, and have been consistently pulling out monster suckjobs. Live poker is rigged.

I played the "Bowling Alley" SnG game last Saturday and ended up dropping 3 consecutive buy-ins to absolutely terrible players who played Gus Hansen style, except without the knowledge of the game. I evened up the last game when I finished second in the final game I played (Queens no goot to AJ). I was thinking about staying and trying to get ahead, but was frustrated, buzzed up on High Life, and just plain ready to get away from the country music that was blasting overhead.

Thursday night I played a great home game in Milwaukee. 10 players, great structure with one rebuy, and my favorite part--great conversation. It's mostly an attorney game, with a strongman contest winner, a financial advisor, and a laundry salesman (me) thrown in for good measure.

The last time I played this game, I cleaned up. Taking first place, and making a bunch of strangers wonder "who is this poker god in our midst?". Believe me, these fellas can play, and I was on my game that night. A couple of suckouts didn't hurt either.

This past Thursday, I played tight/aggressive poker and doubled up when when I cracked AA with quad kings. I kept playing tight until the blinds got to steal-or-be-stolen levels, and everyone started loosening up considerably. I also knocked out the host of the game when he pushed with A2o and I called with A9c. But they were sooooooted! He kept talking about it like it was a bad beat, but he was short stacked and I knew that he would push pretty much with any paint or any ace. When he pushed, I called and prayed that my kicker was better. It was. Risky move, yes. But it kept me plowing ahead. Sorry, Jerod!

I managed to keep myself out of the money when I was looking to knock my buddy Josh out to get into the top three, and the bling-bling. Josh had me covered and pushed. I looked down to see A6d. After pondering for awhile and trying to figure out what he would push with, I decide to call.

Super Ultra Neon Donkey move by me, but it was time to take some chances. He flips JJ, I don't find my ace and IGHN. One spot from the money.

Well worth it, though. Four hours of slinging cards, drinking beer, and chilling out with good company is a good ROI even if I didn't get into the top three spots.