




Well we busted in the first round with a final score of 6-3. I pitched half the game and a few runs scored off a couple errors. Our team was missing some of our better players, but we were outmatched a good bit at the tournament in general. I guess we just dominated the easiest division around town and aren't very competitive in the big city. Oh well.
Longest winning streak, most profitable month, largest bee beard. This constant desire to break records is a recurring problem of mine. It's not like this is some arcade game where the goal is the beat the high score; I literally gamble away tons of money like a dumb ass trying to break my own meaningless record books. I hate my job
u.rba.nd.b8.88 posts the small blind of $25
My divisional kickball tournament is tomorrow. Our team is the number one seed going in and bearing no bad beats we should easily be on our way to state. During the season my pitching didn't have as much as an impact as I had envisioned. It's nearly impossible to get strikeouts, but I have had a foul out or two (4 fouls and you're out). I guess I just need to work harder on my curve ball.
I am a shitty professional gambler. My work ethic and self discipline are terrible. If I was in any other career right now I would have been fired years ago. I only manage to get by on my intellect and good fortune. I am a bit of a joke of human being. I've had some lame jobs before: thrift store, tire changer, and a delivery man. And come to think of it I pushed the limits of getting fired at all three on a regular basis. I'd take extra long lunch breaks, disrespect my boss, and sleep in the truck on the clock while claiming I was stuck in traffic. I guess I just enjoy barely getting by in life with doing as little as possible.
I've been giving much thought lately to the old adage of "sending a message". In other words: doing a play that is somewhat out of the ordinary in order to let your opponent know you aren't going to take it like a vag. This of course isn't restricted just to poker. For example, in football with a 35 point lead with 4 minutes left you might leave in all your starters and go deep just to try and run up the score [Cassel can figure out the game later] or in politics you might get some pawn to claim your opponent pals around with terrorists. A standard poker example might be you are playing in a 25 50 cap no limit game and you raise with A2s to 125 on the button and the big blind 3bets you to 375. A jam for 1500 every time will unquestionably be a a poor play against any decent opponent. But is it a good idea to occasionally send a message and 4bet that jerk face? The interesting thing about pre flop poker in the modern era of statistical analysis programs is that if you know someones exact range more or less you can always make the correct decision when facing an all in. So can showing someone you are capable of straying far from the expected range be a profitable play and how far can lines be pushed to play optimally? From a purely mathematical standpoint an opponent can really narrow down on your exact reship range and tear apart any sloppy plays in the long run. But there are some other factors in play. Psychologically if an opponent knows you are capable of reshipping in light and they are slightly on tilt, you might not be too surprised to see them show up with a slightly negative EV call at times when they know they should be folding; in an attempt to chase loses or to fulfill that gambling addiction they constantly try to subdue. Also timing is a pretty big factor. If you are a starting out a new session and are totally card dead, an opponent might think you are playing a tighter game this session and favor a slightly tighter calling range to your 4bets. You also have to be careful of the reverse table image tell. You can relevel them by knowing they know you know its a good time to 4bet and sticking to the original game plan. So I guess in conclusion when in doubt, click your time bank, and reread this post.
With dripping wet hands, it was the broken brown paper towel dispenser that really got me on tilt. It would be nice if it wasn't the little things that set me off. It can get rather tricky to figure out what's really going wrong in life when the big problems get bottled and ignored and only the little things set you off. As a child I use to catch lightening bugs in mason jars. I didn't understand at the time that it was the lack of air holes that left them for dead every morning. Maybe if I could just suffocate my fundamental short comings the little things wouldn't set me off. I started carving a wooden sculpture a few months ago. The project beg
an as a canoe, but I really don't like canoeing much so I am salvaging what's left into an abstract work of art. I honestly don't care for abstract art. There are too many beautiful and magical things on earth to mimic, but I had trouble seeing anything but a canoe every time I looked at that old log. My creativity and prostate are growing inversely proportional. I'd like to be able to look over my shoulder one day and enjoy the sight. It's just the little things that really set me off.
It's a bit mystical, but it seems like setting goals really helps my poker game excel. It's nearly superstitious in a way. Why should it matter if I say I want to make 5k or 100k or -10k next month; regardless the cards are going to fall how they are going to fall. Yet without any faux finish line it becomes so easy to get lost in the this sea of ups and downs and wild swings. The money can become very meaningless, the objectives can turn hazy and the undercurrent can take you down if you aren't careful.