Pokery Frustrations & Musings

As I said I hung out here at the house last night, with the kids instead of heading out with the poker collective to the Eagles tournament. Big Red actually cashed in the thing, doubling her money. She said something about her pocket Jacks getting knocked out by a straight on the river. It's always the river isn't it! I did take on some poker myself last night as well, out here on the aforementioned intertubes. It was a miserable down, up, down again experience. I took a $40 hit online last night. And you ALL know how protective I am of the little bit o' cash I have online. I might as well be playing in the nosebleed stakes with Durr and Hansen, about now. But looking back my impression of the night goes like this.

I don't know where the knuckle-dragging minimum raiser douchebags crowd came from recently out on Bodog, but I sincerely wish they'd go back to wherever the fuck it is they came from. Hell I should have just logged off when I saw their infestation of the tables. You know I play .10/.25 NLHE almost exclusively online (would love to move up, but that ain't happenin' as long as I keep rolling over the same dollars and cents of a stagnant/up/down/break-even bankroll.) But I'm watching over and over a whole slew of these guys showing up making a minimum raise at the table preflop, from whatever position they happen to be in. It's not pot building, it just slows shit down dick weeds! Sure from first position, you're pretending to straddle, but you don't get last action before the cards come out. And from the button, or one of the blinds, doing it, is just grinding the pace of the game down to a slow crawl. I'm playing four tables at a time... and frequently finding myself sitting there with my thumb up my ass, while the moron who seems to have the 9600 baud modem tries to learn which button of the mouse he's supposed to push. Hey numbnuts, stick your head in the oven! AHHHH, that felt good to get that out. I think now I understand the recent post, "http://katitude.ca/2009/04/because-its-been-a-while-aka-fuck-x24/" by Katitude over at her blog. She let the ole F-bombs flow... and you know it just feels good every once in a while to point out to the world in general that there are far too many fucktards sucking the very life out of us all!

So, yeah there was a DEGREE of tilt involved in last night's game. : P But the hands which cost me so dearly were things like a flopped set of 7's, being rivered by the guy holding the 8-4os. Special circle in hell, sir, special circle... Raising preflop with AQs, hitting Ace on the flop, betting getting called, then turning a queen, getting all giddy with my bad poker playing self, rammajammin' it up for the uber kill, only to get the insta call from the slow played pocket rockets who must've truly gotten wood from me betting and raising into him. Hell, why raise, I was doing his work for him. How is it, only I was getting involved with the monster hands, with NORMALLY very profitable hands. Instead last night the headline could have read, "this just in... Cheer_dad Steps On Dick!" I saw so many flushes and straights chased off the very ends of the planet to hit. I got my money in good at least three times with monster flopped top two pair hands only to get called by the guy with the luck sack gut shot straight draw decidin' he just felt lucky and didn't have any place else in particular to be. You sir, can keep company with the other dude in the special circle of hell.

Bodog makes the boo-boo all better with a $5.00 credit for points and time played. Gee thanks. Bandaids for gunshot wounds... works every time. Maybe whoever it was that sat their coffee cup down on the DOOM SWITCH for cheer_dad could maybe pick it back up and even give me a copy of their work shift, so I can schedule my play time for a bit more productive time period.

Anywho, so I'm frustrated, not dead, not out, far from it. Just tired of this endless sea on which I seem to be struggling to tread. I'll hang in there. I may actually consider however cashing out from Bodog for a while in favor of somewhere else, perhaps Poker Stars or Full Tilt. If for nothing else I could look for a good Bonus offer for which I could Bonuswhore for a while. Maybe I'm just a break even player, and that's the only way it'll be profitable. I can't really believe that, but I'm not arrogant enough to believe that I can beat this game of poker at will.

Hope things pokery, are going a bit better for you my blogladites!

Regards,

cheer_dad

What a frustrating day...again!

It's been one of those days, one of those weeks. Just more steps back than forward it seems. I spent a lot of time this week troubleshooting the problems of others as well as my own. Both, were equally frustrating and pointless. I'd like to elaborate more on the problems of others, but I'm sure some trade secret or other would be broken as a result, so let's just suffice it say that a programmer's website just isn't performing as he'd like it to. While I can't fully account for why, I can't fully discount to anybody's satisfaction that it is not the fault of the infrastructure. Here's a clue for all you quick thinkers... our group takes care of the infrastructure. It may very well just be some data transfer issues, but I can't prove it since that's not my area of access or influence. Still I've got to act as the intermediary. Yeah, the picture sums up how I feel about it all.

Anyway... aside from the problems of others, I've been dealing with some computer problems of my own too. Of course my troubleshooting efforts brought me some problems of my own. While tweaking and re-tweaking... some of the settings caused me a few problems. Unfortunately, they appeared much larger than they really were. There was information that I didn't have though. A number of the websites that I routinely access I just couldn't get to anymore. Wacky error messages, timeouts, etc... So, I delve back in to the whole mess to undo what I thought I'd done. I learn much later that, network issues were to blame, and so I was barking up the wrong tree. I couldn't fix it...but didn't know it and ended up making an even bigger mess of things. Several hours later, cups of coffee, and a migraine I end up having to undo all of my fixing. Anyway, it's over now well at least I hope so.

Sorry that was all purposely vague wasn't it.

One ray of brightness, I ended up making back some of the bankroll last night online, over at PokerRewards. Enough so I can say I'm back to square one anyway. Now just turn the corner and turn the profits out and it'll be all downhill from there. Yeah right who am I kidding. Just keep on keepin' on. Play your best, study, learn, play some more, and don't let it get in your head, and the rest will take care of itself.

Cole's got a baseball game tonight, and I'm sure there's homework to contend with before we leave. I just want him to have a good time tonight. I don't want to be hounding him about what to do and how to do it. Tonight I just want him to play the game. Treat it like a game and have no greater expectation than that. I want for him, for something to just go right that he can smile about and be proud. And I want to see the expression of joy on his face as a result. We could all use a little more joy in our lives, and I guess I don't do everything that I can to help him live that way. I'm a little slow on that... and sometimes I'm hard on him, and Whitney for that matter. I'm going to try and remedy it on both counts.

Regards,

cheer_dad

Oh well...

I've resisted playing any cards at all for the past couple days, after getting back from Wheeling. Figured it for a losing lengthy session, and I didn't want to add to it. But this evening, beginning to feel a little less under the weather, I fire up Bodog to play. I bring up two $10 tables, yes .05/.10 NLHE. Unfortunately AK gets spanked hard, when my opponent flops a flush, and I'm looking at TPTK, and he's been a raising ass for quite a while. The other table, I push for the first time with pockets Q's, and the "jap" next to me pushes all in for like $3, so I'm calling. He has A-10, douchebag, of course hits (NO NOT THE ACE) 4 cards to the straight. Yeah, this is fun, I remember why I love playin' poker! So, down like $15 for the night, and now the Bodog account is now at $168-ish. Hey, it's still up. And maybe pushing with the AK, in the face of the flush, was the bad move. BUT, I swear I'm just getting so tired of getting pushed around and/or fucked over. But pushing at the wrong time, will get you that way too. I logged off, and decided to blog instead. Oh well, tomorrow's another day.

Regards,

cheer_dad