Wednesday, July 29, 2009

The Jabber Wock Songs

I know of two songs that incorporate the lyrics to The Jabber Wock in some form or another. . . and here they are.

Luckily I love both bands and think both are great.




Eh, on second look can't find the Aceyalone track on youtube. Will keep looking. . .
Here's some guys I've never heard of doing an entertaining version however. . .


Also, July is looking better every day :)

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Good Times

Been reading Tommy Angelos book Elements of Poker (scroll down the page, here's a review for you too) and was completely blown away by the end of the book, which is at the tail end of the last chapter (go figure) which discusses integrating a healthy lifestyle and meditation in order to profit more at the poker table. I really loved this bit and it sums up a lot of things I've been thinking about lately and so I decided to just type it out and share it. To give this author his due here's a link to his website which has many articles for free, and also gives access to his coaching services. Enjoy!


A Process of Illumination

During bad times, we get unhappy. Let’s say we wanted to be less unhappy during bad times. We could train ourselves to do it, if we were to use our bad times as opportunities to practice getting better at getting over bad times. The ideal arrangement would be if we had lots of bad times to practice on, so that we could get better even faster.

So, to help us accelerate the process of learning how to handle bad times, we decide to invent a new game. We call it: Bad Times. The purpose of Bad Times is to cause bad times for everyone. The more the better, and the worse the better.

We’d want our game to unleash waves of agony and anger, again and again, on every player. We would call our game a success if it caused depression, oppression, beguilement, defilement. Bad Times would follow us around and cause us grief, by souring our relationships, our disposition, and our grapes. We would design and refine our game to be seductive, and addictive, in multiple ways, so that its snares snag many, many times.

Our game would not be like chess. At chess, whoever plays the best wins. Where’s the agony in that? Our game must be viciously unjust: the better you play, the more exquisite will be your torture. To that end, we will employ a significant randomizing agent. Something like randomly selected pieces of paper with markings on them would work. We would attenuate the luck factor so that it causes the maximum amount of confusion, and delusion, and bad times, and very bad times.

Our game would not be like football or any other game that has teams. A team forms a supportive network that makes losing easier. We’ll have none of that in our game. Not only nobody and I mean nobody shares your pain, they will probably enjoy it.

Mountain climbing is painful, but Bad Times would not be anything like mountain climbing. A mountain climber is so busy at not freezing to death and not falling to death that his pain doesn’t really get a chance to cook properly. Our game would have gaps in the action, plenty of time for steaming, and simmering, and stewing, and boiling, plenty of time to allow the thinking mind to wander off and injure itself, so that we can practice healing it.

Let’s see. What else. Oh, I know. Proximity. We’ll sit in a circle as close as we can get without touching. That way the bad vibes of Bad Times can spread easily and quickly, spraying fertile spores of conflict. And let’s have comfortable chairs that stick to people who are stuck. And we’ll have dealers, ghastly beasts possessing wizardly powers, able to raise the frequency and pungency of the bad times.

What would be at stake? What could we put on the line that would pour on the pain? What could we lose that would amplify the anguish? Pride? Of course there would be that, but loss of pride is not nearly severe enough to do the damage we’re after here. Plus, everyone doesn’t have it, so everyone can’t lose it. We need something that is universally valuable. Something everyone has, and wants more of.

We decide that in our new game, the loser will pay, not only in pride, but also in cash. Money buys time, and food, and choices. Money is time, and food and choices. Money equals food. Food equals life. Money equals life. Broke equals death. In our society wagering money is as close as we can get to betting our lives. With so much at stake, our game is sure to cause desperation, and treachery, and man, this is truly a nasty game we are inventing here.. Do you think we’ll be able to get anybody to play?

We play our new game, and the bad times come, and we remember to follow our breathing. In, and out. In, and out. By doing so, we set aside our thoughts about what went wrong and step away from our thoughts about what might go wrong, and for that moment, when those thoughts are gone, so too is unhappiness. By eliminating the past, and eliminating the future, we give ourselves this present. We will practice this process of elimination, using our new game, and it will become for us a process of illumination. Let us play.


. . . .


In other news, this month is looking good :)


Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Monster session





I was aiming for 75 games today but only got 65 in. I plan on crushing this week before we head to some hippy madness out past Mt Hood this weekend.

I ran pretty hot tonight. . . but I think that's fair for a change of a pace!





Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Embarrasing HU session

I've always loved short handed poker though I've shied away from it recently online. Not sure why as I think it's a ton of fun since you get to play a ton of hands.

Last night I tried my hand at it again and felt truly blessed to have a true and complete donk to bash heads with.

In fact it was easy riding for the first hour playing where I busted him over and over again to increase my $100 starting stack to over $550. He was an awful player and at some point he began shoving in preflop over and over again. When someone shoves $110 into your $1 big blind you can afford to fold quite a few times as long as you win when you call.

The first time I called he flipped up 86o which luckily bricked out against my AJ. Several hands later I called him with A5s and he showed up with A7 to take the pot down and finally double up at which point he started playing somewhat more carefully. Perhaps surprisingly the call with A5s was probably not a great idea even though I think he was shoving at least %80 of his hands if not more. Fact is A5s is just a %57.8 favorite over his top %80 of hands (which includes 95o, 34s and up) which is more then enough edge in a vaccum, but for the purposes of this session it increased his stack to a size that could actually be a threat to mine and made for some very uncomfortable situations against this maniac.

The next hand he won I'm still scratching my head over. The problem was that I was busting him over and over again by slow playing my big hands and calling his inevitable shove. This made it really hard for me to make the lay down that I wish I had made here:

***** Hand History for Game 13404208520 ***** (Full Tilt)
$100.00 USD NL Texas Hold'em - Wednesday, July 15, 04:50:01 ET 2009
Table Crazy (heads up) (Real Money)
Seat 1 is the button
Seat 1: rrich508 ( $237.20 USD )
Seat 2: J4bberW0cky ( $507.80 USD )
rrich508 posts small blind [$0.50 USD].
J4bberW0cky posts big blind [$1.00 USD].
** Dealing down cards **
Dealt to J4bberW0cky [ Jh Jc ]
rrich508 raises [$4.50 USD]
J4bberW0cky raises [$18.00 USD]
rrich508 calls [$14.00 USD]
** Dealing Flop ** [ Jd, 9h, 9s ]
J4bberW0cky checks
rrich508 checks
** Dealing Turn ** [ Qd ]
J4bberW0cky checks
rrich508 checks
** Dealing River ** [ Qc ]
J4bberW0cky bets [$9.00 USD]
rrich508 raises [$218.20 USD]
J4bberW0cky calls [$209.20 USD]
rrich508 shows [Ac, Qs ]
rrich508 wins $473.90 USD from main pot
J4bberW0cky doesn't show [Jh, Jc ]


Eww is probably the best way to describe it. From there it just got worse as he proceeded to crack every big pair I got. This guy was so aggro I just couldn't find folds in any of these spots.

***** Hand History for Game 13404561680 ***** (Full Tilt)
$100.00 USD NL Texas Hold'em - Wednesday, July 15, 05:40:14 ET 2009
Table Crazy (heads up) (Real Money)
Seat 2 is the button
Seat 1: rrich508 ( $683.40 USD )
Seat 2: J4bberW0cky ( $105.00 USD )
J4bberW0cky posts small blind [$0.50 USD].
rrich508 posts big blind [$1.00 USD].
** Dealing down cards **
Dealt to J4bberW0cky [ Kd Ks ]
J4bberW0cky raises [$2.50 USD]
rrich508 calls [$2.00 USD]
** Dealing Flop ** [ 7c, Js, Td ]
rrich508 checks
J4bberW0cky bets [$5.00 USD]
rrich508 raises [$15.00 USD]
J4bberW0cky raises [$28.00 USD]
rrich508 raises [$665.40 USD]
J4bberW0cky calls [$69.00 USD]
rrich508 shows [Ts, 7s ]
J4bberW0cky shows [Kd, Ks ]
rrich508 wins $578.40 USD
** Dealing Turn ** [ 9d ]
** Dealing River ** [ Tc ]
rrich508 wins $209.50 USD from main pot

***** Hand History for Game 13404510542 ***** (Full Tilt)
$100.00 USD NL Texas Hold'em - Wednesday, July 15, 05:32:48 ET 2009
Table Crazy (heads up) (Real Money)
Seat 1 is the button
Seat 1: rrich508 ( $667.60 USD )
Seat 2: J4bberW0cky ( $116.70 USD )
rrich508 posts small blind [$0.50 USD].
J4bberW0cky posts big blind [$1.00 USD].
** Dealing down cards **
Dealt to J4bberW0cky [ Kc Kd ]
rrich508 raises [$2.50 USD]
J4bberW0cky raises [$9.00 USD]
rrich508 calls [$7.00 USD]
** Dealing Flop ** [ Qs, 3c, 6s ]
J4bberW0cky bets [$13.00 USD]
rrich508 calls [$13.00 USD]
** Dealing Turn ** [ Qc ]
J4bberW0cky checks
rrich508 checks
** Dealing River ** [ Ac ]
J4bberW0cky checks
rrich508 checks
J4bberW0cky shows [Kc, Kd ]
rrich508 shows [6h, Ah ]
rrich508 wins $45.50 USD from main pot


And so on and so on. Looking at HEM I can see right now that I:

Lost $155.55 with AA which I recieved once
Lost $143 with KK which I recieved three times, losing all three!
Lost $333.20 with JJ which I recieved twice, losing both!
Lost only $30 with QQ which I recieved once!

And so on. I think I lost with every pocket pair all said and done and it's just amazing! Maybe that's why I don't play more HU cash online!

Anyway, I'm going to give it another shot sanz beer. I'm really bummed about that because I've been really trying to approach the game in the best, most professional way possible but let my guard down for some reason. The think I hate most about the introduction of booze into my game is the doubt it creates after a loss. As in, was I playing as well as I thought I was? You just don't know until you dig through the hand histories, which can be really painful after a night like that. Considering the hand above with JJ where he runner runnered a bigger boat. . . I have to wonder if the influence of booze isn't painfully obvious. What booze is good at is extending the length and breadth of your emotions. . . and there is just no place in poker for emotion.



Saturday, July 11, 2009

Yes.

Had a couple new, good days. I'm feeling very intellectually invigorated at the moment. I'm trying to not be results oriented at all, just that I'm very happy with my life right now. Winning a little money never hurts.

I'm also considering going for this on the percentage plan. It's sort of weird and awesome being staked. . . but you inherit obligations and only keep a fraction of what you would have otherwise.

I had a very interesting job years ago that involved huge packets of cash and doing my best to blend in inside of high stakes asian games in Northern California. This was some years ago. My buddy and I who I did this with wound up clocking many hours taking our wads of cash into the No Limit Holdem games which were just starting to pop up around this time. We crushed. I lost a lot of money for the company I worked for playing Pai Gow Tiles, but I always made money at poker. It can be such a liberating feeling playing staked. . . and playing poker on short money can feel like your soul is in a jail cell.

Staked you can make that "correct" bluff that you wouldn't dare make with your own money, because you can't help but get fixated on the groceries you could buy with that money that you're betting with nothing. . . It can really free up your game. You get to make the moves that you know are correct, but would be hesitant to do with your own money basically.

The other upside for me would be that I could withdraw the money I currently I have on Full Tilt and put it to use in my life. . .perhaps one of the dozen improvements I'd love to do for my poker league, Stumptown Poker. I could also buy some really nice scotch with that money. :)

But, you only keep a piece of your winnings, and with this deal it sounds like it would only be 40% or so. . . . so I better be winning a lot more money than I am now to make it a good idea financially. Can they help me that much? I honestly feel like I can do it on my own and that ultimately it's a losing proposition for me to sell myself at those odds if I'm willing to do a lot of work on my own. But at the same time there are a lot of profitable tournaments I'm not playing because of the variance to my bankroll that playing them would entail. . . so it's an interesting thing to consider, and I might just go for it.

Sunday, July 5, 2009

New Plan


Long losing streaks are serious business. If allowed to go unchecked a bad run can take you right out of the game until suddenly you're thinking "Uh oh I need a freaking job again."

Well that's not allowed to happen obviously and to forestall this and get everything back on the right track I am hereby conducting a Life Over-Haul.

For starters I am going to start taking my spiritual practice more seriously. What practice is that you may ask? It's actually exactly whatever I feel like practicing, only I'm going to do MORE of it, specifically incorporating some vissapana meditation, which I will hereby refer to as "Bhavana" which is a more correct term. The word meditation has actually been twisted all over the place over the last 25 centuries and it's lead to quite a few mental roadblocks (for me at least). According to What The Buddha Taught the true meaning of Bhavana is more like "mental development" which, as it suggests, is actually work, not some Alan Watts-esque practice of blissed out free love fantasizing. I love Alan Watts and really appreciate much of his work, but in trying to sell meditation to a Western audience he has given us some really bad impressions about what meditation actually is, and whether that's his fault or my fault, I've never been able to integrate the practice into my life even though it sounds clearly beneficial for me. The books I'm reading now are really going to help me make some positive changes and I'm really excited to see what happens.

There are two other books I can highly reccomend though I have not finished them yet:



I'm feeling like this work is becoming increasingly crucial to my ability to. . . live, I guess. My roughly 5-6 week losing "streak" has been taking a real toll on me and that toll is revealed by increasing frustration and bitterness at, and away from, the poker table. That is not healthy for my life, bankroll, girlfriend. . . anything.

It wouldn't be a bad rule of thumb if you never ever played poker if you weren't perfectly happy and content inside. Competitive hunger is OK, but ultimately, on some level, you should be having fun. Not just for your games sake, but also for your own personal mental health.

I have been going crazy. Fortunately, I am not a stranger to crazy, so I am able to hang with the vagaries of this job in the long term, but it does behoove me to work to fix up my thinking so that I can operate from as clean and lucid a place as I can.

Some other changes-

I am going to give up marijuana for awhile. I've never been a steady smoker, never even really liked the drug all that much until I moved to Portland at which point it was good, relatively cheap, and seemed. . . appropriate. It's the Pacific Northwest after all. . . get stoned already! With all the hippy fun out here, great food and scenery how could you not be stoned regularly??

Lately however I've been loving it less and less. My memory has never been outstanding and now it has pretty much completely evaporated to the point that I sometimes feel like I'm just drifting in empty space with no past or future. . . . I actually don't think that's all too horrible a feeling to have, but it's not a very productive one for sure, and I've spent enough time there.

Drinking is also a recurring theme in my life. I love drinking. It's expensive as hell, reliably unhealthy and fat inducing, but god I love a good Belgium, a pinot, a glass of good scotch. . . I can seriously wax romantic over my favorite beverages as though they are each a member of my own private Harem. . . a drink for every occasion, and an occasion for every drink!

The problem for me is that I'm such a creature of habit that it's very easy for me to slide into a routine of steady night time drinking. It's entirely possible that I've had at least some alcohol every day for several months now. Many of those days I had quite a healthy portion I can assure you. I'm still far from guzzling Night Train in the back of alleyways. . . I actually really love the process of enjoying a great libation. Anyway, I am feeling strongly right now that I need to not be drinking on more than 2 days a week or so.

One problem is that I'm very indulgent with myself. I never save money because as soon as I have it my life program devolves into deliberate and constant debauchery. If I wake up with a hangover I'll go get sushi for those tasty Omega 3 laden slivers of raw salmon to rescusitate my aching brain. If I'm walking my dogs it's over to Amnesia Brewing on Mississippi. (Their winter specialty brew was a Belgium called Dubbel Whammy that had me going there nearly every day for over a month. Our dogs instintively try to walk in there now when I walk by, which I do more and more lately, because they don't have a beer I really love right now).

Here are some decisions I'm making, to sum up-

Some Bhavana every day.
No marijuana for some, as of yet, unspecified period of time.
Less drinking, smoking tobacco.
More excersize. I bought kettle bells for use on my 5 minute hourly breaks. I will use them more, and also grace the gym with my presence more often.
As always, I am considering yoga as well. For some reason I've been really attracted to the idea of yoga for a long time, but a certain part of me is horrified by all that stretching on command as well and all of the inevitable mindless hippy jargon that seems to follow right behind. I've got nothing against hippy jargon as a rule, but when it gets just straight dumb and new agey I start hating people.
I will also be trying to live more "mindfully." This is a big, complex deal that will require constant work and attention. If anything I think is interesting comes up related to that I'll share it. Part of me is thinking about starting a "Life" blog to contain all of the things "Not-Poker" but until that happens it's going here as long as it's relevant.

I'm still not sure just how strict I'll be with myself and some of these vices, but I am going to commit to Sunday being my holy day to detox. Sundays I will be vegetarian, I will not smoke or drink (tea is still okay. Nobody is taking my fucking tea away!), and I'll take some time to get spiritual, perhaps by attending a meditation group here in SE Portland that's actually reall cool. If you are interested in trying an excellent guided meditation, give this one, Mindfulness of Breathing, a shot. The guy who runs the Portland Insight Meditation Center, Robert Beatty, has really impressed me with his near guru-ness so far.

Peace out.


Thursday, July 2, 2009

Brain pudding sloshing in my skull

Poker has been freaking agonizing this month. The blood letting started right before I left for Vegas and it hasn't let up except for a nice win two days ago which was completely wiped out (and then some) tonight.

I'm not really sure what to do. I've been focusing on keeping my head cool and playing the best cards I know how but it's getting very difficult. Luckily I excersize pretty decent bank roll management so I'm still able to play at full steam for now.

For weeks it was that my big hands haven't been holding up. . . that's still happening but with some new flavors of crushing dissapointment creeping in. Lately I've actually been accumulating nice stacks and winning pots early in these tourney only to crash head first into the nuts somewhere around final table time. I'm mostly confident still in my game. . . I think I'm playing well but I need to take a closer look possibly and see what I can tune up. There are all sorts of subtle ways for a winning player to get brow beaten and start playing like shit in some spots in an effort to try and hurry up and win some pots finally.

Sick, gross, boring stuff. I'm hoping I'll be able to turn this blog around soon with some good news, cuz man the bad news is getting really old. . .