Saturday, December 24, 2011

Vegas...Jingle all the way...

Wow...Yeah I just remembered that I have a blog. I cant believe Bill hasn't booted me from the front page of the site yet. Guess my couple of posts have huge re-read potential, or my striking good looks make a good front page for the site. Either way...Ill take it.

For all of you who don't know me, I'm fixing to get married. I know I know...I never thought I would either. I actually remember on several occasions, telling myself that I would never let it happen. Until I met Ashley, I was pretty sure that it wasn't. We have set a date for January 15th and are super excited. Alittle nervous, but I'm told that's to be expected.

Some re-caps real quick on other things I have going on around me...

My buddy Will "ThePokerMonkey", is having a little girl. He's super pumped, as he should be, to finally have a little one to add to his family. He had mentioned this to me awhile back at the Shreveport Circuit stop and basically swore me to secrecy due to past let downs, and also probably didn't want all the hype that came with going public about expecting again. Completely understandable. All seems to be good from what little bit Ive talked to him, and as I told him before, he is going to make one cool ass dad. Good luck homie.

My buddy Devin is out in California and has started his own record label/production company. It seems to be making some serious head-way. Hopefully he likes the fact that I put him on blast on my page. For all of you "Nived Records". They have a few videos uploaded and more to come. I really like the style/sound he is shooting for. Its hard to break down what it is on paper...all I know is...I like it. With his work ethic, and that sound...I expect to see some big things coming from the Bay Area.

My soon to be Father-in-Law has been in and out of the hospital due to severe kidney stones. Not just your every day "severe kidney stones"...I mean like boulders. Softball size. Poor bastard has been in some serious pain last couple of weeks and the shitty Dr. he is seeing seems to be putting his case on the back burner every time he tries to get some answers or a solution as to what to do next. I smell a lawsuit in the near future, but unfortunately he doesn't have a mean bone in his body to do anything close to that....lucky for the punk-ass DR. In hopes of cheering him up, Ashley and I gave him and his wife their Christmas present alittle early this year. A nice propane fire pit for his back patio. He loves it. Mission success.

MMM...I'm sure there is alot of other crazy shit that I could think of, but for now those are the top things I can think of at the moment....So now I start into the story of the Vegas Bachelor Part Trip....annnnnnndddd WEEEeeeeee.

OK, so my buddy Easy has damn near begged me to go with him to Vegas for the past 2 yrs. He tries to go at least once a year. Ive always had something come up or just didn't have it in me to get all the shit done to make a trip happen. Well, when he calls me up and says, "Hey, what do you feel about a weekend trip to Vegas...for free?" ........."Psssshh....F*CK YEAH...Lets roll!" Needless to say, all my buddies were super pumped, and all I can remember of Ashley was crossed arms and the "WTF" face. HAHA! She calmed down after a day or two.

After a week goes by of being under the impression it was just going to be me and easy, I find out one of our other buddies Jarred is coming. Apparently as soon as this fool heard "Vegas", he booked a flight the next day. He managed to book it on the same plane as us. NICE!
The day of the flight was pretty smooth. Our flight was at 9pm out of Lafayette straight shot to Vegas. I really cant complain about this "Allegiant" air line. It was pretty nice pad. Clean and simple. We get our passes and make way to security...everything goes smooth until easy gets tagged as a "random" in the metal detection phase. BAHAHAHAH! Dirty TSA starte whipping out the gloves... OK I made that up. Didn't get that serious.
While on the plane, it was pretty much IPOD and Chinese poker with easy. Dudes first time playing and he scooped me like, 15 times?? Glad it wasn't for money.

Touched down in Vegas at 10pm their time. Lights were awesome coming in. We slummed it up and shuttled over to Treasure Island where we were staying and checked in. Nice rooms. Nothing over the top but had a spacious bathroom and big comfy beds. Had to get a fold out brought up for Jarred, and extra towels of course.
I had no intentions of playing the night we came in, but due to severe Degeneracy...It happened.

We bee-lined straight to Aria because that's all I hear about on my twitter feed, is how they always have the juiciest games and a constant 1/3 and 2/5 PLO game. Well when we get there the only PLO was 1/3 (deep as f*ck) and 6 on the list. Open seats for 2/5 tho. Took my seat to the left of the big stack. Seemed like an easy opponent. Spotted some tight players. Only two loose randoms I could tell at first. An Arab and a white guy to my right who was several drinks to many and decided to play poker. He wasn't an asshole drunk...he was actually maintaining himself. You could smell the scotch a mile away tho. I didn't go after to many pots really. Picked off a few in some pretty obv stealing scenarios but nothing crazy. Saw the drunk guy raise with 4-2o, C-bet flop and nail gutter for a straight on the turn. Q high board maybe? Got the Arab dude to call his All-In on turn with one pair...I laughed. It was pretty sick.
Two hands later I decided to straddle first to act. I get two limper's (one was the Arab) and gets to the big stack in the BB who makes it $30. I look down at two red Kings. I make it $100 straight. Folds to Arab who moves all in for $135-ish more after the ol "ready for bed" speech. Gets to the BB who just flats...FLATS...I HAAATE this spot. I mean...the no brainers just piss me off. Its like you have no control. Of course I shove for $365 more...BB snaps. All low board, no flush...BB has the AA. PSH. Welcome to Vegas.

Easy got popped that session, as did jarred who sat short at 5/10 trying to make something shake. Our Que to go hit the strip.
Went and looked around. Grabbed some food, then hit the sack. Had the itch to play Aria's noon tournament the next day.
Woke up around 11:20, went to "Earl of Sandwich" in Planet Hollywood. (Bar far,best sandwich place on earth)
Got to Aria at 10 after 12 and come to find out the tourney didn't actually start till 1. Hmm, what to do? CRAPS!
After almost an hr of should have been betting the Don't Pass and barely leaving even, we went to get our tourney on. Easy skipped out and just played cash.
I was absolute crushing at first. Then last hand before break I stacked off...blah.

Couple of big hands. Mostly just picking up pots after floating flops and getting checked to on turn. Easy scoop ups.

First big hand was slow playing AA UTG+1. Only 3 ways to flop, which was 10 high board. I lead out for pot and get called by button. Turn gives me a wheel draw (gutshot). I lead again for almost pot into the shorty. He shoves all in for slightly over pot. I called. K10...he failed to improve...nice pot for the home team.
Then some Asian dude who late reggied gets sat down in the guy I just knocked out. He seems abit jumpy. Like he just smashed a Yellow Jacket and coffee. The blinds are at 50/100 no antes and he makes it 500. First hand...500. I look down at 4-5 of clubs and look him on with position and a healthy above avg stack. I flop a flush draw. He bets pot. I'm not folding. Not yet. I cant still peal off a back door straight draw as well...I call one time. I fail to improve to any additional outs. He bets pot again. I had to slow down and think this out real quick. In my head I'm thinking..."OK, your honestly trying to tell me your first hand in is f*cking AA...really. You decide to pop the shit out of it pre and jam,jam,jam. Really." It always seems to me in this spot its AQ, AK, or AJ suited with an aggressive player.
I finally nutted up and shoved, thinking worst case, Im wrong and have to hit a flush to win.
He immediately gets up after slamming his chips down and mumbling and goes to fold and the 4 of hearts flips over...(completely irrelevant to board). He said something like "I guess you got KK". I figured what the hell...showed my hand. "Oh, so you the one that showed up to play, Huh?" HA.
It was a pretty easy decision, I thought. I was right in the thought of him not having a hand...just didn't think he had complete air. Had to have been A4 suited. I have absolute table respect at this point, and table chip lead to go with it. Start raising with a wider range in all positions, picking up blinds, raising in the SB and stealing BB's. All smooth sailing. Then the break hand...uggghh.

Last hand before break...UTG+3. Two KK's. Black. Blinds at 100/200 25 ante. Raise to 600. Get called but other big stack. Flop is Q-4-J two hearts. I lead for 1275. He min raises. I hate this shit...fucking min raise. I really think its only acceptable in the use of a 4or5 bet. But here, on the flop? Do you have like a royal draw??? Top/top thinking im bluffing with a flush draw??? After some debating, I finally decided to fall in love with my hand and shove, under the impression he had the only hand the would call and be losing (AQ) to find out the cold, hard reality of him holding QJ.
(After talking this out with easy, I could have easily just 3x his min raise and have gotten my answer with plenty of chips behind if I was forced to fold. Lesson learned)
I actually was left with alittle over 5k. Got a double up 3 hands after break, then just blinded off until I was forced with 7BB to shove with KJ suited to get called by 2 others. Didn't improve. A high won. Weeee.

We all lost again that day. Wait, Easy won like $500.
So to Koi sushi we went. Figured this would be the night we splurged and spewed our $ like high rollers.
Got some wine, 3 or 4 signature rolls, some kind of butter roasted Duck, and some other shit. All phenomenal. Ticket was stupid high. Whatevs. Got to eat in a part of the place where we could see the Billagio's water fountains. Pretty sweet.
Then we decided enough with the taxi's and went and rented a Tahoe for the night/day. Way more convenient. None of us had ever been down to the old part of the strip, so we rolled.

First thing we saw was the zip line. Wow. That is a must for everyone. To f-ing cool. A zip line all down the strip. Classic.
Rolled into the Golden Nugget....I can tell why this is labeled the "Old" section. Wreaks of cigars and ass. Wasn't to impressed...but saw it all nonetheless.

One of Jarreds friends called us up and told us he was 3 blocks away at a Video Game/Lounge/Club (Insert Coins). We walked over and checked it out. So cool. They had TVs everywhere with any kind of game you can think of. Bottle service tables with two flat screens and If you were drinking at the bar you could play on screens above for free. Plus Vintage arcade games on the other side and a DJ and dance floor in the back. Sweet pad.
That's where we met Raul. He is the Chief of Events and Sales and the Palms Casino/Hotel. I'd say hes maybe mid to early 30's. Super cool guy. Basically got us free drinks every we went due to him either having a connection or being the boss of the bar we were at. That's just the start of the night...he we go...

He talks us into basically club hopping the Palms, but we had to change our attire asap...Luckily we brought one nights worth of dress clothes. So we hauled ass to the room in his Audi...yeah...psh..sick. We all get changed and first on the list was
N9NE steakhouse bar. Real snazzy joint. All modern looking and everything was polished to a shine. Their was a small crowed at the bar, and come to find out one of em happen to be Raul's boss. (Like the top HNIC). No problems...snagged some shots and a drink and then off to Ghost Bar.
When I tell you we got VIP treatment...I mean every bar we went to...Velvet ropes were parted, greeted with a "Welcome sirs", No cover, Free drinks, Free Bottle service tables, Stayed in VIP areas...all for free. Courtesy of the sickest bastards I know. Ghost was cool...All these bars are 60 floors up and on balconys. Had the hang out outside where you could see the strip perfectly. Nothing like taking Vegas in with a stiff drink and a pricey view.

I noticed at the other Palms tower thier were lights strobbing and it seemed to be a popping time. Oh dont worry, that was the next stop...YEaaaah Buddy! Off to Playboy Club. Yet another line to skip and over to the ropped off Vip Bar that appartently nobody could afford that night becuase we were the only ones in there. There was table with a fireplace in the wall that we were using to just chill at. Come to find out it was $5k to have that table... 0_o FOR FREE. lololololol.

Had some more drinks..started feeling it then...Off to Club Moon. Walk in...straight into the DJ booth where we stayed pretty much the whole time. All the Dancers came and told Raul hey, in which case we all got intro'd. Girls bringin more shots and drinks while the listening to the sickest mix of music Ive ever heard. That was probably my favorite part of the night. Then we went up into VIP skybox that was yet another roped off area and was able to see the entire dance floor getting crazy. Then to my fucking drunk ass amazement...this club has a retracting roof!!! As we were sitting there getting shitty, I look up...and Its gone...lmfao. SIIICCCKK.

Not done, off to club RAIN. The usual...straight in...straight to bottle service table...nah, not good enough...straight to DJ Booth. That is to where the night gets blurry and all I remember is puking in a phenominal bathroom, falling into Bellagios garden area, and sleeping fully and all. Needless to say all next day SUCKED. Stayed in fetul position for most of the day. All well worth it.

Finally got up and went to IN&OUT burger for lunch, and swooped into the pawn shop to check it out. Pretty sweet. Jarred wanted to go play at Bellagio, but I just didnt have it in me. Went back to sleep my day way...I dont think eric ever got out of bed that day.

Flight back home was cool. Saw Jon Lajoie at airport. I really wanted to bust out "show me your genitals" song, but was able to maintain myself. Got back in to laffy and dropped Jarred off at his house, then me and easy made the drive back in...everyone safe and sound...ok im done typing my hands hurt.

later fools!

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Yeah, its been long enough...

First I would like to appologize to the guys here at I said that I would have fresh off the press material at all times, and well, as you can see I am knocking on almost 9 months of NO UPDATES!!! So to the few readers and the guys at GCP....IM SORRY HOMIES!

I really dont even know where to begin. Nor do I remember where I left off. I guess Ill just shoot from the hip and hope it lands on something you guys care to read about.

Lately the only poker that has been going on is online. Which buy the way has been going extrememly well. I have booked 9 winning sessions in a row. I may have had a longer streak than that, but since I have actually started documenting things thats the best thus far.

Ive been 4-5 tabling cash games on fulltilt every night, and i try to play 4-5 hrs. Nothing more, nothing less. I have always been wierded out about having to much going on when multi-tabling and fearing that i might hit a mis-click or time out of a big hand or something. It hasnt happened yet, and well...4-5 tables for me right now is actually a perfect pace for me to crank out hands, and also not be a cluster f*ck with thoughts and not be able to think out situations. So for now...thats the max Ill play.

Sng's I havent really been fooling with. I still play a few 90 plyrs once in a while, but unless its for a very nice payout I dont like being tied down to the computer if I dont have to be. I havent played any tournaments in like...shit...5 months. I really need to get on the ball with getting back into tournament mode with all the circuits coming up and my hopes of getting over to vegas this summer. I have faith...when I put my mind to something I am very confident of that I will get the job done.

What else what else...oh.

I guess this is a good thing....cant be a bad thing I dont think...yeah, its gotta be a good thing. I know have a full fledged Backer. Yes, some old school guy that sells real-estate across the country and has a home here in town has decided to intrust his degenerate inhabbitions (is that right?) in JoeJoe!!
This guy is not hurting for money whatsoever, and is always looking for opportunities to invest. Doesnt hurt that he loves the game either, he just isnt very all...donkatron status. So we have made an arrangement for tourny situations and have even talked about cash game deals as well. We are both very happy with the aggreements and I really hope Ill be able to make us both a nice bit of jing from here on out.

I have gotten a raise and new opportunities at my current job, which I cant explain on how awesome timing it was! I am no longer on a night shift which is great! I can now sleep like a normal Human/Day Walker. I get to see Ashley ALOT more which is another huge plus.

I think Ill just ramble on some random facts real quick cuz im starving and i wanna go get some food.

Ganna be playing in the Acadiana charity poker tounry in laffyatee coming up

Got Black ops and Halo reach for xbox and have been f*ckin noobs up!

Am oober excited for the NOLA circuit stop.

Need a haircut...

man im hungry...ill write back soon...I SWEAR!

peace love


Saturday, June 19, 2010

Joe Joe is still alive!

Sorry, I was burried deep in my burrow for sometime now. No worries tho! I have now come up for air and essentials.

Whats been going on? I have started back at the gym!!! I know, I know...Broseph is back in full action. However Im takin it a different approach. Im not going for Mongaloid status. I just want to be in shape, good cardio health, and have a TAN! I will no longer look like the vampires off of Twilight!!!

First day back in the gym was AWFULL! Im just glad there was noone in there to watch that pathetic display of "lifting" weights. I started the first day with Chest/Triceps. I know when I was back in gym mode my sets were 135lbs-10x, 225lb-8x, 265lbs-6x, and on a good day...315lbs 3-4x. Now...pfffttt...HAHAHA. I didnt get of 165lbs. It was so bad. Then ran a mile after the workout. I love running. I sleep alot better and I feel so much better afterwards.

Then I get in the tanning bed. I ask my buddy if he had some lotion. He also is a pale one so I didnt think to look at the lotion he gave me. 4 minutes into it it felt like someone set me on fire and was trying to put me out with a screwdriver! FUCKING TINGLE!!! I got out looking purple. I wanted to kill the bastard! Thank God that shit doesnt last but like 30 minutes. Worst 30 minutes EVER. Now, the gym is more of the routine now. Now longer feeling the BAD sore anymore. I new I had to get in the gym when Id be sitting at the the tables and Id feel alittle pooch creep over the belt. NOT PIMPIN!!!

Hmmm...what else what else...OH...June 18th (yesterday) was my BIRFDAY!! YAAAY ITS MAH BIRFDAY YAAAAY!!!! Its so sad. Now-a-days...its just another day for me. I remember being little and the only thing you looked forward to was Christmas, and your birthday...and summer. Now...shit. Another day...pft. I wish I could spend just one day back when everything was so simple. No worries. Ehh..wouldnt we all, right?

Also, my garbage ass job...we where on a schedule to where I was getting every other weekend off and atleast 2 days during the week off. Now...Sunday-Thursday. SHIT BLOWS! Not only am I missing out on all the awesome tournys and juicy cash games online on Sundays, but its really messing up my relationship with Ashley. We hardly ever see each other anymore. I work at night we only see each other in passing all week. When the weekend comes...shit, I hardly have any time for poker any more. It sucks. I guess I could play some during the week, but its ganna have to be cash only. Which is fine...just really wanted to keep working on my tourny game.

Which brings me to my next part!


Well, alot to tell you people. I had almost been felted. Yes, completely B-R-O-K-E. I have the worst bankroll management ever, FYI. Its kind of like "Rounders". If I can get into a big game and shoot for the fences...Ill do it everytime. Regardless of my bankroll size. Its good, but bad at the same time. My $ rollercoasters pretty much on a month to month basis. I am fully confident in my game...which is why I dont limmit myself to small stakes. The only time youll see my playing small games, A) thats all they have or B) its all I HAVE. If I have made a huge run lately...your ganna see me sitting in for as much as possible. Bad side...well...all or nothing!

Well that happened. But, as usual...I have bounced back from crushing small live games and owning HU omaha on Full Tilt. I would also like to any point there are several people I have the uhh..."Power of borrowing" option available to me, but...I dunno. If I make a HUGE score, which I am at any time capable of doing, I dont wanna cut anyone in on it. Maybe for a tourny situation, but not cash. Well...i say that now...maybe in like huge OOBER game. Anyways...I nickle and dimed myself back to a nice size, playable bankroll, and it feels good!!

That being said...I will never change my style of play. Im not bragging... but Im never playing scared. No matter if I have 100k in my pocket or $10 in my pocket. Fearless poker, is winning poker. At the same time...I have got to get my bankroll under control. I real in a POKER PRO mag one time...that the younger you are the more you are able to take these kind of swings. Young and powerful players dont mind going broke, because they see they have all the time in the world to rebuild. The older you get, start going broke then...They say it can drive you to the point of depression in some cases. I dont want that to be me. I want to be able to always be comfortable playing the stakes I choose.

Talked to Monk-master-flex from time to time since he has been in Vegas. Poor bastard has been getting roasted. I think he actually just took down his first tourny last night! Good for you man. I told you! Swings...come and go. Keep the gears grinding and make that money. Nice job bro! Oh, and he texted me like 10 min after midnight and wished me a Happy Birthday! Nice Hand sir! Well played!

On to other things. Im not ganna mention this guys name...but I got a friend request on facebook, followed by a message to join the grounp. Have any of you heard of this before!?? Its CRAZY. Kind of bullshit really. Dont mean to say it like that...but really. Its a series of videos and computer software that step by step tried to teach you winning technniques in poker!

I think the first package is like $50...the the other package, which you apparantly MUST have to finish what you started in the fucking $300!!! They have Montel Williams advertising it on the website!!! I mean...people will pay that??? REALLY! I might just open up a local shop here in town and be like a poker tutor! Charge..psh...shit...$50 an hour, and if we play online, Ill charge a %50 take!!!

Come to find out, the people want you to sell these things to other players for a comission! Theres like 5 different ways you can earn money through it. FUCK THAT! "Oh , yeah shouldnt have called on the river with your set on a 4 card flush this package deal for $350 and youll see why."


Hell....if your interested let me know...Ill give you the guys name...find me on facebook and send me a message. Ill hook you up.

Thats all I got for now.

Be cool peoples!


Thursday, May 27, 2010

Posted up.

Yet another night of being wide awake and headbusting adventures. I will be so glad when I am able to quit this God forsaken job I have, and am able to rejoin the rest of the day-walkers once again.

I haven't wrote since the NOLA update. Simply because...mmm...oh, shit. Duh...Im top mofo in lazyness.

Poker, well...I had a really bad session the other day. 5/10 half/half game. Was in Marksville, FYI. Due to previous comments that were wrote via facebook notes, I will not say much about the players, or the game structures there. FUCK THAT.

I went and played a really DEEP game peoople. So deep that hell, I shouldnt have been playing it. There were maybe 2 other players at the table, excluding myself, that were good players. comment. So here I was sitting for short while everyone else had several G balls. No worries, I was overly confident in my ability to pick my spots and chip up on these whales.

Besides the fact that the floor guy was in no hurry to seat me, (probably due to my past comments) The game seemed very light in play. They still were opening WAY to much due all morons. Your usual 6 callers. However, after was just showdown after showdown...until...drum roll please..........


OMFG...these guys are That is one dangerous combo. Whales+omaha=land mines. It was so nasty to watch. The play was just terrible. I bluffed several spots on the river after check/check then a dumbazz leads out for maybe 1/4th the pot. Other than that....I couldnt win flips to save my life. Got it in with middle set vs AA and flush draw. These fucking tards host one of the deepest games in the state and they dont let the players run it twice. WTF. Horseshoe in shreveport lets them and its a 2/5 game!!

I guess that shows you that the Horseshoe actually cares about keeping there players happy, and hopes they come back to play at there establishment.

Whoa, yeah, due to the fact that the place is fucking begging for my $5 rakes, we cant run it twice. Roasted...A on turn.

Abunch of other stuff happened as well...but I really dont want to write about it. Im just now getting over that whole ordeal. Really shitty time and donksville, USA.

Talk to monkey briefly over Facebook. Hes already rolling toward the holy land.
That dude is fucking WILD. Talking to me on facebook, playing a 90plyr sng, watching a movie, and DRIVING.....yes...D-R-I-V-I-N-G.
Good luck sir. God speed! Haha, but no, serious carefull.

Saw a house, well, a "vacation home" that can be rented for a month in vegas for $1700! 3 bedroom 2 bath!! If the house really looks like the pictures Talk about a deal. Fully furnished...10 min. from strip. Hell yes. If any of you would like to get in on this for possibly NEXT summer let me know. I would like to try and book something sometime in Dec, or Jan. That would be the TITS!
Fly out, post at your own spot for 4 weeks....
"Oh, hang on bro, someones calling me...
Hello? Oh hey man whats up? Word. Shit....chillin at the house. Oh, nah man, Im at my house in VEGAS." BALLLLIN!!!

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Steaming...time to vent.

I really don't get it. I cannot get online tournament poker. Its fucking epic failure after failure.

Im sitting here playing the Hundo-Turbo...or whatever gay name Fulltilt has given this tournament. Just grinding away...pretty much coasting this whole tourny. 8 away from the $ I think. This clown from russia has been getting it in with shit like Q8, 10-4...just fucking trash...granted the way he gets it in is pretty slick...good spots to make plays, but with fucking trash!!! Against rocks...that havent played hands in like hours. AND WINS!!! Wins them all!!!

Im two away from the button with AJ of hearts. Standard raise. He calls from SB. HU with a flop of Jd-Jc-3d. He checks, I raise maybe 1/2 pot. He insta shoves.....pft...i mean...WTF is going on. Is anyone else folding here? Anyone? If you are out there please call me and explain this. Cause I called this sick fucker and I get to see 3's...pocket 3's. Ummm...did I do something to someone for this wicked, twisted karma slash bad luck slash bullshit to be happening to me?

I will say this. This sick shit is only going down in tournys. Cash is different. Ive been crushing the small stake HU games. Usually leaving the match up at least 3 buy-ins. Omaha is still up and down. Im still trying to make myself fold big hands. Its hard to fold small full-houses when transitioning from holdem. I know 90% by betting patterns alone that I have to be beat...but I end up calling none-the-less. Im getting better tho. Thats pretty much the only hole in my omaha game as of right now. I really hope to move up in stakes soon. Would like to be making thousands instead of hundreds in one session. But hey, wouldnt we all?

Side note...if any of you play call of duty / modern warfare 2 on gamertag is R0njeremy24. I pretty much own. If your trying to come play with me and just have a friendly, fun time..pft...Fun? I stopped having fun in 03'. You want fun go play fucking teather ball. I bless em with headshots. Matter of fact. Going to fire up the box now...amongst other things to fire up...OH! DOH! lol


Tuesday, May 18, 2010

New Orleans was NOT the big easy.

Ive been back from the circuit trip for about a week now. Sorry I havent updated since, just been busy around here and the ol lady was getting ready to go on a cruise with her family. Anwyways, Yeah...compaired to last year, this years trip was a complete FAIL. From what I can gather it was a mixture of bad spots by me, and the truly TERRIBLE players that lurk in the dirty south of N.O. I shall now branch off into the next paragraph and begin from A and go to Z. Buckle down, and excuse the language.

Well, to start things off, NOONE wanted to go with to make the roadtrip. I had some friends wanting to save $ to go to vegas right around now. I cant blame those people. Me however, Im not paying flight and hotel to travel all the way over to vegas to play 1/2. Not knocking it, just doesnt make since to me. Others that where ganna go ending up dumping all of their teeny tiny bankrolls before hand. So there I was. Me and Mr. GPS....and lots of tracks via IPOD. The tourny started at noon, plus if the registration line was like last year, you needed to be there at least an hour early. I think I left around 5:30am. Didnt hit any traffic from B.R.
Oh shit, wait...rewind...I got fucking owned in Washington parish. Apparently due to the economy being in a shit storm, all these bunkass towns are poppin bastards left and right. 6mph over the speed limit and your getting tagged buddy! I was passing a diesel over a bridge, along with 3 other cars...YES...THREE OTHERS!!!! When coming back down the bridge there is officer fuck face. Tagging me...the last mohegan of the pack. GREAT! Gettin that fixed as we speak you cock sucker!

After that ordeal, no more problems on the way in. Got into town I guess close to 10. Tried to park in the casino parking lot...OWNED. "Sorry sir, we are at maximum capacity." SHIT...another bad beat to tack on. Im really not familiar with the back roads of this area, so when I was told to find new parking, that was just music to my ears. I knew where my hotel was, but didnt pre pay for parking there. Made moves that way...think like 4 blocks down Poydras, right off Camp st. There she was...Queen & Crescent Hotel. Oh look...public parking right across the street in what seem to be a very nice building for just parking...SCORE. Until I see its almost $50 for 24hr parking. HOLY F#CK!!! Piss...oh well. Ticket please!
I grab all my stuff...well the one big gym bag full of clothes and my poker bag (the stringed bags that basketball players cary). Go down the elevators and am Now facing the opposite side of the building. Walk around wall to front exit... OMG. Its a bank. A very well dressed, upitty class bank...and I walk right through the lobby, bags in hand, making moves....PSH...How I roll. I piss excellence.

Hotel was nice. Bar out front...wi-fi. Unpacked and layed down for maybe an hour. Kept trying to get in touch with monkey. Fucker never answered.
"Ok, lets go knock out this registration crap." Whoa...yeah, line...bigger than last year. It was easily wrapped all the way back to the poker room. Line slow as piss at first, then they opened up all the computer stands at Douche Bags Cove. Little gay dudes walking by asking for "bevaragezzzz, cocktailzzzz". Was creepy...all the exagerated zzzz at the end of all there words was deffinitely engaging peripheral vision at all times. Better not ease up on Joe Joe.

As the line picked up noticed some of the Facebook posse'. Steve Frezer walked by making sure everyone had Players Cards and ID's. Monkey finally called and I gladly broke the news of the Guiness World Record line....and then he gets a gift from above....Steve hooks him up. FUCKER!!!
Dwyte Pilgrim walked up on the line with the "WTF" face. LMAO. Which by the way...Dude, I dont know if that was your ol lady with you. If so, NICE JOB!!!
That being said. I shall cover my own azz right now.

Ashley...I still love you. You are my little scoop of hotness. Do not kill me because I gave someone else a compliment.

Moving on...

I decided to go play cash until the tourny started. Only game open was 2/5. Long storty short, I could have raked in a 6-700 pot if I hadnt opened my big damn mouth. I flopped a gut shot...turned a pair with it, then river fired a big/ almost pot size bet. Dude tanked...well when he counted out 325 in green I honestly thought he was ganna I tried to pop some lingo in their and play mind tricks. Yeah, didnt work...He called after that. SHIT!!!! Could have freerolled the tourny and still been up for the day. S.O.B!!!!!

Oh well...lesson learned. He later told me that the bet was perfect. He was folding. He was just counting to do so to save face when he laid down his big pair. I felt better knowing the bet itself wasnt getting called. Next time, Mouth stays zipped.
i actually chip back up almost to even before I leave. Thank GOD!!!

Tourny starts...Huge crowed. Im down in the middle. Table 52, seat 4. Terrible...from start to end...terrible. I found that my cash style of play was taking over to begin with. Playin hands that shouldnt be played. 3 bullet firing...just everything you were NOT suppose to do. I started off that way mainly cause from first glance...It looked like I was the best player at my table. I really thought I could own these fools. Well with a little mixture of card dead and donkatrons....that left me with 20% of my starting stack going into level 3 when I get moved to a new table.

Up to the stage again!!! bad I have a garbage stack this time when I make my table entrance. I last maybe...MAYBE one more level. Get my A8 in UTG and get called by Button with 10's. He flops a set...turns a full. Later peoples.

I would rather sit here, not knowing what happened and just blame it on bad players and just running bad. Truth is...I should not have been playing that aggressive. I should have left cash game in the poker room. Everything that happened was my fault. I hate knowing that. Because now, I the only way to have personal resolution will be waiting for a whole year before I can go back to the same place and show that room that I can play. I can make deep runs. If dont get what Im saying, your just not a competitive person like I am , I guess.

Get ahold of monkey after I get roasted...come to find out...I lasted longer than he did. WHAT?? 8 hands monk? WOW! Shit happens....After he finished up online in his hotel, we made moves to try to Holy Grail of sushi out. We walk the somewhat humid/slighty warm, yet windy walk all the way down to the place...BOOM...another bad beat.

"Oh, hey guys...yeah, sorry...we dont open for another Hour and half..."

We both agreed he was way to excited to tell us that. Like he was waiting at the door to tell people, sorry...we dont want your money just yet.
We go to another spot, cajun food. My type of stuff as well. Really good food. I got alligator parmesian/ stuffed mushrooms, and a chocolate cake that would make you a diabetic in one bite.
We had good convo. Caught up on what has been happening poker related/and not. Made fun of our cracked out waitress and the starving buss boy that was no doubt eating all my left overs.

Then we get the gameplan of crushing sng's in our minds. Stroll over to the meat locker and slab out $125 with a $20 last longer. Get intro'd to "Smoke". Young guy from B.R. Cool as ice water. Im not a sng person at I get chopped 3rd or 4th out. Go sign up for the nightly while Im having nothing else to do.

Hours go by of just killing time, and throwing the accassional dice when I walk past it.

Nightly begins. WOW...deck hits me in the face. Before the first level is over i have over 20k in chips. Started with 5k

End up meeting Bill here from the website! All of about 20 sec. Didnt shoot the shit or nothing...was straight up "Hey, your Joey? Oh hey, Im bill!" nice to meet you yada yada, and then didnt see him the rest of the night?! Dude, cold beers and good food next time. No doubt!

Get moved to smokes table. We owned that bitch! Moving in on weak 3x bets, check raising all in on weak c-bets...and everytime...showing the bluff. "Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, good for the game, weeeeeeee!!!!!" Hahaha
That was the funnest time at a table in a lonnnnng time.

Yeah, all this sounds like surely Joe Joe shipped it!

WRONG...bubbled...fucking....bubbled. Thank God I had saves with the 2 amigo's.

That ended at like, shit....almost 3am. I went straight to the hotel...grabbed a crown and coke from the bar on the way up and just relaxed. Strongest drink from a bartender ever FYI! Thank you sir!!!

Came back home the next day. yeah, yeah, I know...hit and run.

Couple of things made that call. Family, mothers day, ol lady stuff.
All n all it was a fun trip...not profitable to say the least, but fun still.

Okay, Its 5pm and I just woke up 2 hours ago and starving. Ill update again tom. about some good online runs here lately.


Friday, April 30, 2010


Decided to go to the Horseshoe on Wednesday night to catch a cash game session. Picked up Robert here in town and we rolled out around 5pm. As usual...I hall ass and dont get stopped not one time. Maybe because they had everyone else pulled over as we zoomed by. Ill take it!

We get out call ins as soon as we get in Bossier. We show up to the poker room and all the 1/3 games are full. They have a list for 2/5 so I sign up for that. I see a seat open in the back table and ask is that a free seat. The woman said it was the 2/5 PLO game. "OHHHHH SHIT!!!"

"Well Ill be taking that seat if you need me mam."

I walk over to see how much money was involved. I dont think they have a max here. 1 seat was down to 3hundred and some change, 2 was around 6-7hundred, 3 had 1k, 4 about 2k, 5 had the most at the time...nice little stack of $500 chips...had to be around 6k. I would sit in the 6 for short. ($500) The 7 was a cool younger guy name Matt. 8 was random black guy that was in over his head, and 9 was a really solid player...well...he was a very tight player...and thats what you need to be in a 9 handed omaha game.

Long story short...I ended up almost in the green for 2k. The first couple of pots I got involved in were alittle jar'ing. A continuation was almost half my stack. After I chizzled my way to about 1k I was able to start opening up and play my game. I sniffed out 3 weak river bets and stuck out a check raise of over $400 each time. Matt caught on to one of em...Told me stealing in this state is Illegal. We both laughed. Said he was ganna be in NOLA for the circuits. Hope so. Cool cat.

Turned a straigh flush and river paired the no love when I bet pot in river to look like i was buying. GRRRR. I did wax this bitch for a $1800 pot. Loved every minute of it. First let me paint the picture of this woman.

When she walked up to the table, a couple people already knew her. Her name was BB I think. Anyways, this was a redneck asshole of a woman. Man hands and all. She counts out 1k under the table and gets 9 in black and 4 in green. Can see there is ganna be alot of action coming from her way. All she can say when me, matt , or another young black guy take a pot is "Damn Eldorado kids..." or "Time to put the children to bed"
Finally I told her, "I dont fucking play at the Eldorado...who are you talkin too? Are you ADD? Tourrettes?? Cuz you are spouting off random shit that is offending some and getting on my damn nerves." Matt dude just laughs his ass off. She shuts up for like maybe 10 min. Then we get in the juicy hand that stacks her bitch-ass!!!

I started straddling so the table joined in. I was 2nd to act after the straddle. I called, BB called, the tight 9 seat called. When it got to Matt he made a 3x raise. The black guy called, I called, then BB.....BB bets the pot. WOW. Thank you for telling me you have at bare minimum naked AA's. Matt calls the $120, black guy does, as do I (Kd-Td-3c-4d). Flop is Kh-7h-4s. Black guy checks, as do I. BB bets $450..Matt folds, black guy folds. I tank.

OK...this silly witch would pot it with AA here no doubt. But she would also with top set, leaving my 2 pair dead in water. Also, if she had AA with flush draw, she has already told the table she runs it once. Never twice. So here I am stuck with a decission of fold or shove. Not flatting. You know Joe Joe. Gamble Gamble...SPIN IT!!
I shove...she calls. I think I might have said I flopped two pair...either way she said that was good..that she had AA. Well the turn brougt me a 10c..then river 4c. FULLHOUSE. Ship that shit. Black guy and Matt could have kissed me they were so happy I stacked the evil wicked witch of the west. Tipped the dealer 2 greeny's. He was my new BFF after that tip. Lol.

Didnt stay long after that. Didnt need too... Robert got sniped by the old schools in the 1/3 when he finally sat down. I would have slid him another buy in but I was ready to get back on the road. Maybe next time Rob.

NOLA...MAY there!!! Joe Joe will be in the building. I repeat...IN...THE...BUIDLING.