So I started a blog post, like, two weeks ago. HAH!
Work and school have been okay, no real big surprises there. The Food Library is dicking me out of hours, but then again, that’s pretty par for the course. I had a job interview at last week for a company, but it appears to have fallen through. I mean, the interview was before the Fourth and I haven’t heard anything back from them. Kinda sucks because it would have been a really great opportunity. I need to seriously start buckling down and working on getting certs and such. The problem is just sitting down and doing it instead of kinda vegging out on the internet.
I am, in an always present attempt to become more organized, cleaning up my room and organize everything. I’m continuing to throw stuff out, so if there’s anything I’m going to get rid of, I’ll let you guys know. See if I can’t sell it to someone for a few bucks instead of just pitching it.
Last night was the MLB All-Star game, and it was pretty boring. I’m not even gonna lie. It was a sleeper and so was the Home Run Derby. Best part about it was watching Steve get pissed because Ichiro is in his 30s and doesn’t speak English very well.
I can feel myself falling into some of my old habits. Staying up late, waking up late, getting iratable and the smallest little thing. I’m starting to wonder if I should go see therapy again. I’m really considering it but the problem is finding time to do it. Between two jobs and school, I’ll have to make time for it.
Poker has been really good the last couple of weeks. Last week at the home game, I finished in the money all three games, coming in twice second, and chopping the other two games. The Boyd’s aren’t here all summer so the home game is a bit more relaxed, and I think that that benefits my play style, actually. Tom and Will tend to be hyperaggressive before the flop, and the relaxed flop play means that I can see more flops with rags.
The most interesting thing to come out of Saturday’s game (besides Josh loosing with the best hand like five times) was Sopha’s play. For no apparent reason, he started to play hyper aggressive, especially if I was in a pot. I must have done something to him to upset him, but I can’t remember me putting a bad beat on him and I’m never openly rude to other players. So either he saw something that wasn’t there or he felt that being super aggressive against me was the only way to counteract that fact that I’m a better player than he is. Regardless his play returned to normal after I trapped him with trip aces.
Also, Dad and I found a new charity room to play in around here. And they do Friday night tourneys. Dad prefers tourneys so he plays in those (and came in 8th this last Friday). Me, however, love the cash games. I also love taking money from players have busted out of the tourney and are on tilt. I’ve made atleast $40 the last two weeks I’ve played there, and two weeks ago I finished up $120 for the night. Not bad for 2-4 limit.
Which leads me to a hand analysis. I was Under the Gun and I was going to raise with any two cards, for the sole reason that it was, at the time, going to be my last hand for the night. Dad had busted out of the tourney and since we rode together, I didn’t want to keep him waiting any more. I wake up with King Queen of clubs, so I could think of worse hands to raise with. There’s like 5 of use to the flop which is KQ5, rainbow. Probably the best possible flop for me. The Big Blind checks to me and I lead out. The guy to my left raises, which I find interesting. At this point, there are only three hands that I’m worried about kings, queens or fives. This guy had been raising every pot with garbage, so I didn’t think he had kings or queens. He might have 5s, but I’d doubt it. So he’s probably got a king or a queen with a good kicker. Action folds to me so I reraise, confident that I’ve got the best hand now. He calls and we’re heads up, the turn and the river are both blanks, so I continue to beat he calls me. Now I’m positive that he’s got top pair with a good kicker. I show my hand and announce that I had kings up. He mutters something under his breath and shows pocket rockets. The guy smooth called my raise before the flop with aces. If you guys ever learn anything from my blog learn this, Never slow play Aces before the flop in low limit cash games. It worked out for him, because he ended up saving himself 2 dollars, but it was still the incorrect play. You should always raise with Aces in limit because you want to make it as expensive as possible for the limpers.
Well, that’s all I got right now. I’ll try to get these updates on a more regular basis
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