And it begins....

Apprently I need a blog to talk about how much I think about poker... probably not healthy.

I am at a crossroads in my pokerdom. A crossroads with a mack truck parked on my dumb, tilty, call anybody just to see what the fuck they had, ass.

I used to be somebody... I could mattered.

I am not sure how it happened but I hit the same bankroll that Slurpee Dude had and then tanked it.... then Slurpee Dude bought me back in and I was a king making a grand in a week, and then gave most of that away.... Now I am limping along trying to figure out how the highs are so high and the lows are so low.

Current Bank Roll on line... a drum roll please...

$96.00 Full Tilt, $107.00 Noble Poker,
$0.03 Hollywood poker, $10.00 Titan poker, etc. etc. etc.

Yeah sad but true. I have done DEEP analyses of my play, read the books, had the talks with Slurpee Dude, followed his dumb ass advice... and I don't have it yet.

However... I think I am using my limited talent in the wrong way. I think I can get a pretty good read on what a player has and I know when I have him beat. I know how to be agressive - BUT I think that works against me. I think I end up in positions where I know I am good and I make my re-raise and he calls and I am good 80% of the time the cards turn over. But the turn and river get me... why you say? I THINK it could be because I am doing that in positions where I am the favorite but only a 60/40 or 56/44 favorite. I admit I find it tough to not bet when I flop second pair... but you are supposed to last I read.

btw Dude I need to go to bed - oh and I hit a set... Tilly brought me a set of threes, of course his trip kings rolled up tight and placed lovingly in my ass didnt feel so hot.... dumb ass advice ;)