FOO

It seems that updating and correcting my slacker ways proved to be good luck. Tourney night had twelve players, three of the super regulars were absent, and I was the rare late arrival. Three of my chips had fallen victim to blind bets, yet it was still very early in the game.
Gambling is for me, I feed on the rush, of make the right decision, beating my opponent, and laughing all the way to the cashier. Bluffing is great, but I very rarely bother, I'm not that good at it, I should practice to be better at the betting strategy behind "The Bluff." Nothing pisses me off more then getting bluffed off a huge pot, flipping over the cards to show a two seven off suite, yeah I pretty much want to kill myself.
My cards weren't great, but they weren't bad either, my betting was strong and I was pushing. Different people were there, it was a good challenge. Two guy's I've played with and known for years and one guy, who everyone seem to know, everyone but me that is. I was perplexed, I know everyone. Where did this tall white man come from? Why have I never seen nor heard of this person? This guy that all of my friends seemed very very glad to see. Ended up to be me and this mystery man were at the final table, and wound up heads up at the end of the night. He called me a names, he has pretty eyes, he told me that he was not intimidated by my Scorpio aggressiveness, I told him "I'm trying to intimidate you, I'm just playing some cards...and trying to get fucked" He about fall out of his chair, looked over at the cash game and almost cried.. " Did you hear what she just told me"? They all laughed at him and told him to ignore me, because I was merely taking advantage of the fact he didn't know me. The boys didn't know what I knew, this man already wanted me so bad. What I didn't know that the boy knew, he is a felon, and had been in jail for the past five year. I would have kept the "Fucked" comment out of my mouth had I known that. We went heads up, he played a good game, and although he wanted to split it a few times when we were close to even, I refused by saying, "I just wanna hang out with you... alone...longer." I had most of the chips and he called all in, I had pocket tens and I called, he flipped his holds to expose pocket Jacks, "Guess I'm gonna get fucked after all" his deal, five queen two, burn, ten, trips..nice..two..boat! I won 160 bucks.. and after cash game, I was up two hundred. That morning I should have posted my winning story, but didn't, ended up at Hawaiian Gardens and gave it all back to strangers. I feel like the opposite of Robin Hood, I steal from my friends and give it to strange Asians. Anywho there were hot guys at the casino so I want to remember to hang out there more.

Bad Mama

I'm a Bad Blog Mama, I have neglected my poor little project way too long. It's not that I haven't been playing poker either, because believe me I have, maybe its because it's not that fun to write about losing all the time and September was a bad month. Then October got better and still, I wrote nothing. Maybe its be because I've been playing with the same hum drum guys for too long, I should hit some live tournaments at a casino. Well, all that is over, and I'm back to writing about one of my favorite past times.
At the end of August I was in Vegas and managed to spend seventeen hours on the one two table at the MGM, I played with two hundred dollars and was up about six hundred dollars at one point then lost it all on a river suck out to some idiot from Chicago. I've still been a tri-weekly regular at The Monkey Casino, but Mi Boy has knocked it down to Thursday and Sunday only (after football)
I have cut out most of the online play. I just don't feel like I'm getting a fair shake at the pot, I need something more then a crafty screen name and a clever avatar. Voyeurism is a necessary in poker. I need to see eye balls and breathing patterns. I want to be watched, I like people to think I'm nervous. I love joking and talking at a table, It's what has appealed me most about the game.
Sunday's game, I was in for sixty buck and walked out with sixty-one dollars after four hours of playing. When Cory and 1000aire start ragging one me and how I ever play Ace rag, I start getting real offended by Cory who is the king of the most disgusting sucking outs in THEE history of Monkey Casino History, for some reason or another Cory feels the need to tell to "stop acting like a woman". O' Lord was I pissed, he just wanted to piss me off, being a bully because his huge, and oafish, I told him just that. Cory didn't realize he had thrown in at least 15 chips, I throw down Ace Rag as my winning hand, "thats right bitches"