Sleep With the Fishes, Dine on the Whales

Haven't played any poker since I last blogged which was what two days ago? I had the mouse over my favorite online poker site at about midnight last night and decided I was too tired to log on and crush people, soul read, and write random non-sequiter in chat. I get punch drunk when I'm tired and I'm not above just rambling aimlessly until I get a response. Recently my favorite introduction to inanity is the following: "That was a bad beat, but I'll tell you about a bad beat, a bad beat called my life" "Anybody want to hear?" "I'll take that silence as enthusiastic confirmation..." Then I'll just go on in mind-numbing fashion like... "It all started a long time ago when I was born with an extra toe..." "NH. You are probably wondering why not just lop it off? It's just an extra toe?" "Well, my dad was shoe maker and he took it as challenge, so rather than let the oral surgeon that delivered me trim th...

Headed up to the saturday tournament at the IP. Big Smoove and I planned out a day of tournament action but his littlest one got sick so I went solo. The plan was threefold play some small buy-ins at the IP, the Isle of Capris or Hard Rock, and then check out the Island View at six. I got about 1/3rd through the plan and bailed--ie I played one and went home. Not much to say. I started out on a table of alternates and basically blinded away 1/5th of my stack. Lots of novices splashing around with weak hands. I figured out who I could steal from but was never first into the pot. It's charming to see inexperienced players trying to play correctly but not quite doing it. Yes, they get that aggression is important but applying it is often a problem. They'd make min raises on draw heavy boards, or flop the stone cold nuts like AJ and hit AAJ and go all-in. Their opponent folds and they show their hand proudly. Yes, you essentially had all the outs you can't get paid th...