High On Poker

The offices at High on Poker have been a bit quiet lately, as my huge staff of disenfranchised immigrants have taken a break from the grueling work of writing my posts to celebrate the holidays with their families. By that, I mean that I had their families shipped in to assist in a new back-breaking renovation project on the sprawling High on Poker campus of office buildings. It’s not easy being a blogger/mogul.

Meanwhile, I continue to foolishly chase my tail online. I won’t bore you with specifics (not that I know specifics, anyway), but I’ve been playing a lot of MTTs in the $20-30 range and have been consistently going out in the late-middle stages. Now, “a lot” means one or two a night. I’m not an MTT grinder who can play 12 tourneys a day. So my sample size is quite small. Still, I feel primed to hit something and I’ve been getting more and more…annoyed…maybe disappointed…at my lack of results. I just have to remember to shake it off and play my best. I’ve noticed that I’ve been going out in some unlucky situations, but if it weren’t for a messed up hand here or there earlier in the tournament, I wouldn’t be putting myself in situations to end up busto due to bad luck.

Live poker has been nil since Vegas. I’ve thought about heading to Matty’s game or Tuna Club on a couple of occasions, but I’ve been pretty lazy. Oh, and I’ve been spending time with wifey Kim, which beats out poker any day of the week. She is my alpha and omega. I’m one lucky sonuvabitch.

In other news, after accounting for my poker losses in Vegas (~$300), I’m still above my annual goal. I’m going to consider this one a done deal and mark it off as a goal accomplished. I realize that I may dip below the imaginary goal line if I have a bad session in AC (I’ll be there for X-mas), but I don’t want to play scared because of the completely self-imposed deadline of December 31.

Sadly, that’s it for today, folks. I need to make sure that Sanji isn’t stealing anything from the large gift baskets I’ve received from the many sponsors of High on Poker. He keeps saying that he is hungry, but I told him that’s why I give him manna. It if were good enough for the Israelites during the Exodus, I don’t see why it isn’t enough for Sanji and his eight kids. Silly Sanji! Gift baskets are for US Citizens! When will they ever learn.

Until next time, make mine poker!