Friday, August 31
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Foot in the ass
So we've all heard the term foot in the mouth when someone says something they shouldn't have said at the wrong time. Foot in the ass is what I think my father does often.
Sometimes when he thinks we're alone he'll saunter up to me with a mischievous grin on his face and let a thundering one rip. But more often than not, just around the corner, there is another person.
Once in the car when he didn't know I had my window open and the person on the bicycle nearly fell over. Once when he thought we were alone in the basement looking to buy a house, the homeowner was dusting in the doorless room beside us. Once when the elevator was about to open and a crowd of people waited outside. And all the time in his office when he thinks all the patients are gone, but they're not.
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Friday, August 24
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Miss Vietnam Global
I watched a Vietnamese beauty pageant with my parents yesterday. At the end of the pageant, the winner was overjoyed and tears streamed down her face, spilling over her trembling lips.
I've seen many of these contests before and noticed that crying is quite common, but it wasn't until yesterday that I thought about what it represented.
"Oh-my-God. I'm so incredibly good looking. I'm the most beautiful girl on this stage. If you look at my face and body you smile because it's so sexy and when I walk by strangers, they rate me really high numbers out of 10."
And so they cry, because they are beautiful and have been verified by others.
Could you imagine if they held an intelligence pageant and the winner cried? No. Not very likely. The winner would look snooty and ever so slightly push the rim of their glasses up a notch with the tip of their finger.
And then at home in their room by themselves, doors locked, lights off, they would start crying, "Oh-my-God. I'm so incredibly intelligent...."
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Wednesday, August 8
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Poker Hands
Lately, my reads of people have been great. I'm beginning to understand the thinking of short stacked people more. They are more likely to push with medium and low pairs, but if they have top pair or better, they bet only chunks of their money.
I still make nasty reads and plays, so I want to post my ugly misplayed hands up so I can learn from it.
http://www.pokerhand.org/?1347367
Here there are two early limpers. Limpers always means shit-all UNLESS it's a limper UTG (from first position. tricky players sometimes limp UTG with AA, KK). I have AK, third best hand, but plays poorly out of position as I have explained.
I want it heads up, but I don't mind winning it preflop. I also at the same time want to test the first position guy.
A normal reraise would be 5.50, but I don't mind winning it preflop and I really want it heads up, so I bet 6. Both of them call my raise. This makes me put the first caller on a decent hand, and the second guy on a drawing hand (he saw that it was multiway then called).
The flop was a mixed blessing. On one hand I hit my ace, on the other hand I'm drawing dead almost vs. AQ, trips and a flopped flush. Yet I have to protect my hand vs people with flush draws.
With only top pair on a scary board, I decided to pot control rather than protect, so I checked. UTG raised it small and got min raised. I call to see what happens. At this point I don't want to give up TPTK (top pair top kicker). UTG folds. Which is good news since I don't want this to grow to a big pot.
The turn comes and it brings a safe card. I check. He bets small. The pot is almost 40 dollars and he only bets 12. I'm thinking in my head, if he has the flush and wants me all in by the river, he really needed to make a larger bet. If I only call this bet of his, I'm not committed. Why isn't he commiting me with a larger bet? It's pretty obvious I have an ace or a spade draw. I thought to myself. MAYBE because HE is drawing to the flush. He does not have the flush. That's why he only min raised on the flop and raised very little on the turn. I must protect my hand I thought so I reraised him to 37.
He called.
Another safe card on the river.
The pot is around 110 so I bet 35. He min raised me. I called.
The guy knew me perfectly. He played me perfectly with all these min raises.
How I would replay this hand.
I think checking and then calling a raise and a reraise practically announced my hand. If I were to play this hand again. I should have bet out on the flop. If reraised 3x or more, fold, min raised called. Then bet out the turn medium. If reraised, even min raised again, give it up. I think pot control is important, but here I just need more information rather than getting 0 information and giving a lot. Using this strategy, I'd only get bluffed off by aggressive people, which is why I'd just need to choose good tables.
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Wednesday, August 1
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Life Is
There is no one meaning to life.
People want their already complex world to be a little less complex, so they ask for an answer to the big one. If someone, anyone -- religion, celebrities, mentors, history-- could just only answer this, there would be an outline to the randomness and chaos.
Life is everything. It is what you make it.
Life is spending your time on drugs and partying if you so choose. Life is fanatic dedication to job, fame, family or money, but life could be sitting watching cartoons indefinitely while world changing events are taking place outside your home.
With infinite possibilities and no assuring guide, I am that pathetic person who sometimes feels overwhelmed and unprepared for what to do with MY life. But I am not that person who has the ability or faith to turn to religion, celebrity, mentors or history. I want to know if I get a cookie for starting a family or a merit badge for making an old lady smile, but I wouldn't believe anyone who gave me an answer.
Tonight lying in bed, I’ve decided what meaning I want to bring to my life.
My life is to be greater than what was given.
Were you amazed when the smartest person in your class got an A; when the fastest won the race and the best looking got the girl (or boy)? To be better than what is natural is to be amazing.
I want to make my body stronger. I want to try to gain weight and be healthy (I have taken up cooking and exercise/weight lifting).
I am lazy, so I want to find a profession I enjoy so I can dedicate, study and dig for ambition I do not have.
I want to find a girl I can love and be kind to, relate and grow old.
This is what I want my life to be, the meaning I make from it.
Finally, I do not want to neglect what I find a little easier: to be good to my friends and love my family.
My midnight intoxication. Only morning will tell if this is a product of pillow delirium.
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