What in the world is up with teachers today? For some reason, female teachers just can't keep their hands off of young teenage boys....here's a CNN story about another case.
CNN also has a story about this jackhole of a teacher that blew his hand off trying to swat a bug. And this happened during his class period.
Things like this really stick in my mind whenever I contemplate whether or not I should have children somewhere down the line.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Monday, April 03, 2006
From Suck Out to Back Out
I already chronicled last week's wonderful hand where I got Wil to push against me when I had the best hand (2-1 favorite), only to have me suck out on the river to put him out and have this week's tournament named for me.
Unfortunately, a few things have come up and I will have to back out of this week's WWdN tourney as well as tonight's WPBT WSOP Satellite. I really want to play both, and will try and make it into one or both with a last minute entry, but as of now it looks like I'll have to miss both events.
With that out of the way, I had a pretty decent Saturday afternoon/evening on Stars when I got out of work. Lately I've been two tabling low limit cash games, or one cash game while I am in the early stages of a tourney. It's been going pretty well so far, but I've never played at Stars on the weekend. The tables were well balanced with a few rocks, a couple good players, a couple decent players, and the occasional donator. I spent a good amount of time on five different tables over the course of my session and came out ahead on all but one. I ended the session up more than 30 BB, but my profit would have been a bit better had I not played so poorly in the three tournaments I entered in that time.
Sunday was a nice relaxing day away from work, computer, poker, life....everything. I just watched the Pistons play the Suns and dug out GTA for the first time in over a year. I had never unlocked Vegas in the game because my character wasn't a good enough swimmer to do one of the missions in San Fran. After watching Mark play the new Godfather game the other day, I decided to bust out San Andreas and immerse myself in it's fictional west coast world. It proved to be a timely distraction for me.
Unfortunately, a few things have come up and I will have to back out of this week's WWdN tourney as well as tonight's WPBT WSOP Satellite. I really want to play both, and will try and make it into one or both with a last minute entry, but as of now it looks like I'll have to miss both events.
With that out of the way, I had a pretty decent Saturday afternoon/evening on Stars when I got out of work. Lately I've been two tabling low limit cash games, or one cash game while I am in the early stages of a tourney. It's been going pretty well so far, but I've never played at Stars on the weekend. The tables were well balanced with a few rocks, a couple good players, a couple decent players, and the occasional donator. I spent a good amount of time on five different tables over the course of my session and came out ahead on all but one. I ended the session up more than 30 BB, but my profit would have been a bit better had I not played so poorly in the three tournaments I entered in that time.
Sunday was a nice relaxing day away from work, computer, poker, life....everything. I just watched the Pistons play the Suns and dug out GTA for the first time in over a year. I had never unlocked Vegas in the game because my character wasn't a good enough swimmer to do one of the missions in San Fran. After watching Mark play the new Godfather game the other day, I decided to bust out San Andreas and immerse myself in it's fictional west coast world. It proved to be a timely distraction for me.
Saturday, April 01, 2006
Tilt, Hella Tilt....
I just spent an hour or so on a post that I ended up liking a whole lot. As I proofread it, I actually read it and enjoyed the writing, instead of just skimming and looking for big mistakes like I normally do. Then I save it as a draft so I can add my hyperlinks and not worry about losing it. To which Blogger asks me to log in. Strange, but I oblige. Then, the dashboard shows up and I get this eerie feeling that I just got screwed. I open this blog only to see that there is no new post anywhere to be found. Try paging back with my browser to save it, unsuccessful. GRRRRR!!! How come this thing only eats the few posts I like, and never any of the myriad of my bad post which shouldn't get posted anyway?
So I take another few minutes to write another post about how I was slightly tilted by this. When I finish writing it I decide that I am going to copy and save the text on my computer before trying to save it or post it with Blogger. I highlight the entire post, and just as I am about to hit "Ctrl+C", it all disappears before my eyes. WTF?!?!?!
Hugemegahella-tilt. And I don't tilt. The last time I was tilted was at the final table of the WPBT Winter Classic. When we started the final table I was second in chips only to Phil, and he was two to my right. I felt like I had a good shot at first. Then the cards slapped me upside the head. I saw two face cards the entire time I was at the final table. On one hand I had J2o and had two people push in before it even got to me. Hmm, fold. Then I pick up K4s in the small blind on the second orbit. I had bled out a good portion of my stack and was thinking about pushing as it was folded to me. I think for a couple seconds and glance over at Gracie's stack. I look back at mine and hear, "I'm gonna call....if you go all in, I am going to call you."
SONUVA! With the cards Gracie was catching at the final table, it seemed that Lady Luck was seated to my left instead of a fellow blogger. My head falls back and my body goes limp as I sigh and muck my hand. From there I got nothing better than a 78s, which is the hand I went out on, and ended up finishing 5th.
Before that hand it had been months since I was tilted at all, and that previous tilt was fleeting to say the least. It actually helped me focus my game better and take a 3-1 chip advantage into heads up play. There my opponent made two boats, two flushes, and trips in ten hands. I hated finishing second after playing so well, but it's still a card game. Oh yeah, and variance is a beeyotch.
As I sit and recall these games I can feel my blood pressure returning to normal, and my mind returning to it's normal, calm state. I can now add "tilt therapy" to the list of things that I'd use to give a definition of a blog. Even though, this tilt was induced by the blog to begin with.
So I take another few minutes to write another post about how I was slightly tilted by this. When I finish writing it I decide that I am going to copy and save the text on my computer before trying to save it or post it with Blogger. I highlight the entire post, and just as I am about to hit "Ctrl+C", it all disappears before my eyes. WTF?!?!?!
Hugemegahella-tilt. And I don't tilt. The last time I was tilted was at the final table of the WPBT Winter Classic. When we started the final table I was second in chips only to Phil, and he was two to my right. I felt like I had a good shot at first. Then the cards slapped me upside the head. I saw two face cards the entire time I was at the final table. On one hand I had J2o and had two people push in before it even got to me. Hmm, fold. Then I pick up K4s in the small blind on the second orbit. I had bled out a good portion of my stack and was thinking about pushing as it was folded to me. I think for a couple seconds and glance over at Gracie's stack. I look back at mine and hear, "I'm gonna call....if you go all in, I am going to call you."
SONUVA! With the cards Gracie was catching at the final table, it seemed that Lady Luck was seated to my left instead of a fellow blogger. My head falls back and my body goes limp as I sigh and muck my hand. From there I got nothing better than a 78s, which is the hand I went out on, and ended up finishing 5th.
Before that hand it had been months since I was tilted at all, and that previous tilt was fleeting to say the least. It actually helped me focus my game better and take a 3-1 chip advantage into heads up play. There my opponent made two boats, two flushes, and trips in ten hands. I hated finishing second after playing so well, but it's still a card game. Oh yeah, and variance is a beeyotch.
As I sit and recall these games I can feel my blood pressure returning to normal, and my mind returning to it's normal, calm state. I can now add "tilt therapy" to the list of things that I'd use to give a definition of a blog. Even though, this tilt was induced by the blog to begin with.
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