Have Fun Kids
As part of an ongoing effort to fend off a bad case of the not going to Vegas blues I've been reading back through the archives. Mine and others. It's been an enjoyable trip and really it's interesting how many lives are so completely different than they were five years ago.
It's also been a pleasant experience because - honestly - the writing is in many cases richer. There was much more enthusiasm as poker fatigue hadn't set in. The guts of the blogosphere hadn't yet been ripped out by Twitter.
That isn't, by the way, intended to be a criticism of anybody. It's just the way it looks to me - someone whose posts were Twitter length before there was a Twitter. But I digress.
One of the ways I've always prepared for trips to Las Vegas is by reading trip reports. Mine, from previous trips. Those written by others. Classics, such as those from the TiltBoys and the Cheapo Vegas crew, as well as up to date reports from the various Vegas-centric forums scattered about on the net.
This time around, I haven't been focused on trip reports, since, well, I'm not going anywhere. Instead, I've just been moseying around in the past where anything could and did happen.
It did occur to me today, though, that if I get too bluesy I could always dust off my old reports which - written for a different audience as they were - I don't think I ever posted here. They're not exactly literature, but they are better written than most everything put up in this space and I think they contain a chuckle or two and maybe a pro tip here and there.
A tip of the cap to Al Can't Hang for mentioning an invaluable service provided by the lovely Gracie: A collection of various WPBT-related Twitter feeds. So instead of having to figure out Twitter to follow the action all you have to do is load up this webpage. Thanks!
Random NL100 observation: Holy crap there are a lot of shortstackers.
Poker observation: FFFFFUUUUUU Full Tilt RNG.
Ready to sign off with a losing night. All tables closed but one. Literally the last hand of the evening. I flop trip 8s with A8, grossly checkraise all in, get snap called by KK, standard K on turn. A on river to add insult to annoyance.
That's the kind of thing turns a bad night into a BAD night. And undoes a lot of good work.
Sigh.
It's also been a pleasant experience because - honestly - the writing is in many cases richer. There was much more enthusiasm as poker fatigue hadn't set in. The guts of the blogosphere hadn't yet been ripped out by Twitter.
That isn't, by the way, intended to be a criticism of anybody. It's just the way it looks to me - someone whose posts were Twitter length before there was a Twitter. But I digress.
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One of the ways I've always prepared for trips to Las Vegas is by reading trip reports. Mine, from previous trips. Those written by others. Classics, such as those from the TiltBoys and the Cheapo Vegas crew, as well as up to date reports from the various Vegas-centric forums scattered about on the net.
This time around, I haven't been focused on trip reports, since, well, I'm not going anywhere. Instead, I've just been moseying around in the past where anything could and did happen.
It did occur to me today, though, that if I get too bluesy I could always dust off my old reports which - written for a different audience as they were - I don't think I ever posted here. They're not exactly literature, but they are better written than most everything put up in this space and I think they contain a chuckle or two and maybe a pro tip here and there.
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A tip of the cap to Al Can't Hang for mentioning an invaluable service provided by the lovely Gracie: A collection of various WPBT-related Twitter feeds. So instead of having to figure out Twitter to follow the action all you have to do is load up this webpage. Thanks!
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Random NL100 observation: Holy crap there are a lot of shortstackers.
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Poker observation: FFFFFUUUUUU Full Tilt RNG.
Ready to sign off with a losing night. All tables closed but one. Literally the last hand of the evening. I flop trip 8s with A8, grossly checkraise all in, get snap called by KK, standard K on turn. A on river to add insult to annoyance.
That's the kind of thing turns a bad night into a BAD night. And undoes a lot of good work.
Sigh.
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