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    Alot Of Money, Losing Job.

    in General Poker Forum

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    So .. I love my job. I basically sit at my desk and post on forums all day and make 1k a week for doing so. I come in Late, and leave work early. I take 2 hour long lunch breaks. I get all National holidays off paid. This is my third year here , and I have 3 weeks of untouched vacation. I had a pension .. more to that later. I now have a 401k . Paid healthcare. Damn good job . Recently .. I inherited about 3 1/2 buyins to the main event. My pension was returned fully on my behalf , as a refund , not a cashout .. due to a discrepency when my employer originally enrolled me into it. So , because the contributions were paid on my behalf , the refund was sent to me , without penalty . Lump sum .. about 37 grand. Im 26 .. 37 grand is alot of dough. Anyways .. So that happened .. back to the job portion ... I was told today that I have 25 more days before my company merges with another company. The other company doesnt want to bring me on. So im getting laid off .. My severence? nothing ... cashout 3 weeks of vacation, no sicktime cashout. I dont have a degree .. Im 26 , and got to this position by working hard and moving up the scale. I figured this to be a life long career. Im pretty bumed out about this. Yes , while I did recieve alot of cash upfront .. Im losing my ****ing job. I just bought a 250 thousand dollar house , new truck and car .. I have a fiance and a 6 year old . (She works thank god, and actually makes more than I do) , but .. Im still losing my job. My cake as job .... Anyone ever been laid off and it totally come out of the blue? Im getting really depressed as the last time I was in Vegas was wsop 06 , and we were planning on going in 2 weeks ... but now its probably not a smart move since I dont have anything lined up. Oh , and yea I can rollover my cashout my 401k .. but its not that much either .. half a buyin to the main event ... Fiance tells me I need to find a job (doing whatever) that pays what I make now ... how the hell does someone find a job without a degree , making what I make? Im screwed ... Sigh , maybe take all the money Im getting and open an underground poker room in Denver with a rake. Who the **** knows ... **** IT ALL .

    1/2 Nl Binions

    in No Limit Texas Hold'em Cash Games

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    1 – 2 - NL Binions Me: $100.00Villain A: $176.25Villain B: $111.00BB: 150ish .00 Me: 4 :club: 6 :D Villain B limps UTG, I limp in MP, Villain A calls the dollar, BB checks.Flop is: $8 -4 players-Q :D 8 :D 4 :D Villain A checksBB checksVillain B bets $4I raise to $12 Villain A raises $12 to $24 BB foldsVillain B calls Me to act The pot is : $40 and is another 12 for me to call , roughly 4-1. My reads : Villian A: Young kid , was there celebrating his 21st birthday, his grandparents came and checked on him frequently. This was his first live casino experience, and was very visually happy when he took down a pot. Played Very Tight , and not really aggressive at all. More of a calling station. Second hand he played, he lost when we put all his money in with 1010 pf, and was drawn out on by an AK. Re bought. Possibly might have a set here. He did Min raise with AK on a King high board earlier on . Villian B: Visibly steaming, and drunk from missing hands about 30 minutes prior. A known local pro , big fat black guy , people at the table were calling him “fat man” and he didn’t seemed to mind, so I assumed he was known and that was his nickname. Completely TAG , showed down very few hands, and when he did they were at least 2nd or third nut and always winners. Have seen what looked like he was on flush draws, lay down on the turn to a decent sized bet when the board didn’t put 3 of the same suit out there. Putting him on a flush draw .. which destroys my outs. But I don’t think he has paired the board yet . My thoughts : Initial reaction was to fold after Villian A min raised me, but with Villain B calling , I might have opportunity to make squeeze play here. I might be able to get Villain A off of (what I think is his TPTK) , because he does seem aware of position and knowing that with me pushing, and Villain B still to act behind him, he might release. Villain B screams flush draw at me , even though his flush draw has he dominated, I have the board paired , and he wouldn’t .. leaving me ahead in the hand . if Im completely wrong, and he has AA or KK , (which I really don’t believe) than at least I have diamond outs. Does anyone like the push here? Based on my reads I know im behind to a TPTK or a set / 2 pair from V-A , and a bigger Flush draw from VB, And im not goot with math , so can someone put it out in mathematical percentages as well ?

    Best Pot Of My Life !

    in General Poker Forum

    Posted

    Thats exactly what Im telling you. Was suprised that they were limping with that when I saw it , thing is .. if I wasnt in the flop , that limp might have been favorable for both of them if it was a different scenario. Like I said , SB seemed like a solid player mixing it up on occasion , and He had big PP's that he raised PF with prior .. I think with the lack of players (3) in the pot , they wanted to keep as many in and then try and trap depending on the texture ... unfortunatly for both of them I landed a monster. Another thing ... maybe they just arent that good? I thought it was a mistake too , but I limp with high PP's on occasion to trap. Shrug , worked out for me, and I definitly wont be berating them for misplaying thier hands lol. Even if they raised to 5 dollars , I have position and with A10 clubs, I most likely will call.

    Best Pot Of My Life !

    in General Poker Forum

    Posted

    Ill tell ya this , Ive been a long time member here, and normally I stay at the queens and play at Binions only. I seem to get my *** kicked around there in the late hours because I think its got alot of local pros . I read alot about people saying MGM was really loose and its a soft game after midnight. I am a believer after that . Literally , something happens around 12am and people come in , start drinking and just give thier money away, and all I had to do was play ABC poker. I didnt have to make special tricky plays , or even have a read on most of the people. If I had hands to play against half of the hands I saw turned up all in , PF .. I woulda walked outa there with 5 figures in my pocket. Its unreal . I even screamed THANK YOU FCP around 1am after I showed a nut flush against 2 donks. Was unreal .

    Best Pot Of My Life !

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    Just flew into Vegas , and was really excited to be here. Last time I was here I lost my entire roll playing Blackjack at Binions, but was ready to just sit and play poker for 4 days. Decided Id go check out the MGM card room after all the stories Ive heard here . Walked in around 9pm, and sat down at the 1-2 NL. (No waiting) sweet!Bought in for 200 , and got it up to around 350 by midnight when this pot came up. 6 Players. Im one off the button with A 10 Clubs. I limp because about an hour ago I was called down with the same hand (I won the pot) , but I raised PF from pretty much same position. Anyways, I call the blinds , Sb calls , BB checks , 3 way action.(My reads on the SB were : Rock , tight , limped with low pairs, min raised medium pairs and played top hands fairly aggro. BB just sat down about an hour ago and seemed tight , I think he showed 1 hand down total so I didnt have much on him)Stacks were : Me 350ish SB 500 BB 300ishKk , so on to the flop J clubs K clubs Q clubs (yea .. nizzo's) -- Lemme tell you , flopping the nuts is an insane feeling. But , what happens next is ever crazier . Literally , it sinks in ... I just flopped a royal with a dry pot. Theres 6 bucks in the pot , LOL . SB checks , BB bets 10 dollars , I flat call , and SB raises it to 60. (This is where im thinking , holy crap im going to get some action on this hand , or it could be SB is squeezing. Im hoping he has something . THEn the BB calls the 50 dollar raises and makes it 100 more! This is where my heart started pumping and im like , holy hell ima make some money here! So I call ... which makes the SB look over at me and gives me this "wtf you doing in this pot kid" type of look ... I pull my hat down over my eyes and try not to give off anything, but at this point I know that SB has maybe a flopped straight , or trips ... and im kinda thinking that the BB was maybe bluffing at it as I watched him do about half an hour ago . so the SB just calls. Turn comes the K spades . SB says "Bingo" and puts the rest of his chips in ... The BB says "im all in as well" and mutters something about wanted to go to the ATM to get more cash to put into the pot .. and I of course , say Im all in as well .. table goes crazy .. everyones standing up , people from the other tables are looking over , was just nuts .. the SB stands up and turns over JdJh for the Jacks full of Kings boat ... the BB flips up pocket queens triumphantly for the Queens full boat .. All eyes on me , HAH I love it , I turn up the Royale and everyone starts clapping and laughing . Whats even crazier is the river came the Case Jack , and gave SB quads. Was great having my first royal , and even greater that I got paid off like I did . 2 players betting the pot for me, while Im holding the stone cold nuts. After that, I played for about 6 more hours and ran my stack up to well over 3k , after some nice pots , i.e ... AK suited flopping nut flush in 4 way raised pot , cracking aces with a set of 4's and such .. I ran goot !

    1/2 Nl Jj Multi-way Pot

    in No Limit Texas Hold'em Cash Games

    Posted

    Umm , maybe you should come play with me on stars , especially if your telling him to ignore his instincts just because the 'pot is right' PF. If the guy says he puts him on a range of QQ-AA , AK .. he's beat. And if your know your beat, why would you donk off money. To the OP: Trust your reads, if you feel that your beat , especially Preflop from an out of position raiser, there's no need to calculate any pot odds. Its a judgement call , do you feel like hoping to suckout , go right ahead but its bad poker.

    1/2 Nl Jj Multi-way Pot

    in No Limit Texas Hold'em Cash Games

    Posted

    Preflop , the call is 'ok' I may actually release after the raise from the BB if you had already had him on that range of hands. After the flop , there are no overs on the board , and your 4 to a straight with a backdoor flush possibility. I think this is a good time to push. If your up against a higher pair , you have outs , if your up against queens it becomes harder. I push here. Even high PP's have to look at that board be a tad scared that you might have flopped something.

    P.a.d Vs Hsp3

    in General Poker Forum

    Posted

    Ya know what , besides reruns and new episodes of WSOP ... PAD is the only tournament poker I watch. And after reflecting on this , Im thankful we have both PAd and HSP. PAD definitly fulfills my need since I only get 1 HSP a week . Both are awesome shows and intuitive in thier own right.

    P.a.d Vs Hsp3

    in General Poker Forum

    Posted

    I disagree.HSP is all about table talk, and it's just a much better game to watch. We all know how to play, or can watch tourney games all day long on tv, but HSP shows you something much different.
    I dont agree there Kurt. Often times while watching HSP , the table talk is drowned out by Gabe Kaplan . He announces everything thats going on , and thats great , but Id rather hear the players talking about stories of the past. For instance, last night on PAD (tvio'd coulda been older) , Dolly and David Grey were talking about the LHHU match against Beal . I found it much more interesting, granted the announcer for PAD is a toolbox who spouts one liners, but it never drowns out the action thats going on . Another example , did anyone watch the Huckseed Hansen headup match? Barely any talking, you saw 95% of the hands .. and you got to listen to the guys actually tabletalk to each other ..

    My Day

    in General

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    All in all, it hadn't been a good day. Bad traffic, a malfunctioning computer, incompetent coworkers and a sore back all made me a seething cauldron of rage. But more importantly for this story, it had been over forty-eight hours since I'd last taken a dump. I'd tried to jumpstart the process, beginning my day with a bowl of bowel-cleansing fiber cereal, following it with six cups of coffee at work, and adding a bean-laden lunch at Taco Bell. As I was returning home from work, my insides let me know with subtle rumbles and the emission of the occasional tiny fart that Big Things would be happening soon. Alas, I had to stop at the mall to pick up an order for my wife. I completed this task, and as I was walking past the stores on my way backto the car, I noticed a large sale sign proclaiming, "Everything Must Go!" This was prophetic, for my colon informed me with a sudden violent cramp and a wet, squeaky fart that everything was indeed about to go. I hurried to the mall bathrooms. I surveyed the five stalls, which I have numbered 0 through 4 (I write a lot of software) for your convenience:0.Occupied.1.Clean, but Bathroom Protocol forbids its use, as it's next to the occupied one.2.Poo on seat.3.Poo and toilet paper in bowl, unidentifiable liquid splattered on seat.4.No toilet paper, no stall door, unidentifiable sticky object near base oftoilet.Clearly, it had to be Stall #1. I trudged back, entered, dropped trou and sat down. I'm normally a fairly Shameful ****ter. I wasn't happy about being next to the occupied stall, but Big Things were afoot.I was just getting ready to bear down when all of a sudden the sweet sounds of Beethoven came from next door, followed by a fumbling, and then the sound of a voice answering the ringing phone. As usual for a cell phone conversation, the voice was exactly 8 dB louder than it needed to be. Out of Shameful habit, my sphincter slammed shut. The inane conversation went on and on. Mr. ****ter was blathering to Mrs. ****ter about the ****ty day he had. I sat there, cramping and miserable, waiting for him to finish. As the loud conversation dragged on, I became angrier and angrier, thinking that I, too, had a crappy day, but I was too polite to yak about in public. My bowels let me know in no uncertain terms that if I didn't get crapping soon, my day would be getting even crappier.Finally my anger reached a point that overcame Shamefulness. I no longer cared. I gripped the toilet paper holder with one hand, braced my other hand against the side of the stall, and pushed with all my might. I was rewarded with a fart of colossal magnitude -- a cross between the sound of someone ripping a very wet bed sheet in half and of plywood being torn off a wall. The sound gradually transitioned into a heavily modulated low-RPM tone, not unlike someone firing up a Harley. I managed to hit the resonance frequency of the stall, and it shook gently.Once my *** cheeks stopped flapping in the breeze, three things became apparent: (1) The next-door conversation had ceased; (2) my colon's continued seizing indicated that there was more to come; and (3) the bathroom was now beset by a horrible, eldritch stench. It was as if a gateway to Hell had been opened. The foul miasma quickly made its way underthe stall and began choking my poop-mate. This initial "herald" fart had ended his conversation in mid-sentence."Oh my God," I heard him utter, following it with suppressed sounds of choking, and then, "No, baby, that wasn't me (cough, gag), you could hear that (gag)??"Now there was no stopping me. I pushed for all I was worth. I could swear that in the resulting cacophony of rips, squirts, splashes, poots, and blasts, I was actually lifted slightly off the pot. The amount of stuff in me was incredible. It sprayed against the bowl with tremendous force. Later, in surveying the damage, I'd see that liquid poop had actually managed to ricochet out of the bowl and run down the side on to the floor. But for now, all I could do was hang on for the ride.Next door I could hear him fumbling with the paper dispenser as he desperately tried to finish his task. Little snatches of conversation made themselves heard over my anal symphony: "Gotta go... horrible... throw up... in my mouth... not... make it... tell the kids... love them... oh God..." followed by more sounds of suppressed gagging and retching.Alas, it is evidently difficult to hold one's phone and wipe one's bum at the same time. Just as my high-pressure abuse of the toilet was winding down, I heard a plop and splash from next door, followed by string of swear words and gags. My poop-mate had dropped his phone into the toilet.There was a lull in my production, and the restroom became deathly quiet. I could envision him standing there, wondering what to do. A final anal announcement came trumpeting from my behind, small chunks plopping noisily into the water. That must have been the last straw. I heard a flush, a fumbling with the lock, and then the stall door was thrown open. I heard him running out of the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.After a considerable amount of paperwork, I got up and surveyed the damage. I felt bad for the janitor who'd be forced to deal with this, but I knew that flushing was not an option. No toilet in the world could handle that unholy mess. Flushing would only lead to a floor flooded with filth.As I left, I glanced into the next-door stall. Nothing remained in the bowl. Had he flushed his phone, or had he plucked it out and left the bathroom with nasty unwashed hands? The world will never know.I exited the bathroom, momentarily proud and Shameless, looking around for a face glaring at me. But I saw no one. I suspect that somehow my supernatural elimination has managed to transfer my Shamefulness to my anonymous poop-mate. I think it'll be a long time before he can bring himself to poop in public -- and I doubt he'll ever again answer his cell phone in the loo. And this, my friends, is why you should never talk on your phone in the bathroom.Do your business and get out.

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