Last 3 days
Touraments played: 4
Final tables: 2
These pretzels are making me thirsty.
That has nothing to do with much of anything, but the line has been stuck in my head for the last few hours, so by writing it down, I'm hoping that it will leave me alone.
So, how about that kickass ROI, huh? If only the buy-ins had been more than, well, from zero to $2, I'd be rolling in my large wads of cash.
We interrupt this insipid self-fellating(don't you mean "inflating", Chad? No, no I don't.) post for an important announcement...
That's it, folks. My shit is booked, I'm goin' to Vegas. For realsies this time! In June I stayed at the IP, and while the actual casino is downright depressingly full of oxygen tanks and silver-haired sirens, the poker room is something to behold. In fact, that's where I spent most of my time playing that weekend.
Why? Well, it wasn't because the room is as nice as, say, the sparkling MGM room. Oh no, that's not it. I loved playing there because of the free coffee, finger sandwiches, and the cookies, my god, the cookies. Also, the tables are big enough to accommodate at least 8 wheelchairs. Let's see the fancy-shmancy MGM room roar about that.
That's right, it can't.
It's no so much a room as it is a hallway, but oh boy, I don't think that hallway realizes what it's in for. Can't wait. And let's not even speak of the Cantina(why is there a cantina in a orient themed casino anyhow?) and their 2-4-1 shots of Patron. Nope, we're not going to talk about that.
[end this portion of post by making hands motions akin to Wayne Campbell and Garth Algar's dream sequences]
Ah, where was I? Oh yes, tournaments and how well I've been doing in them. I think, but I'm not sure, that I received a compliment from The Princess when she said that she'd rather not face me head up in the WPBT in December.
While I feel I'm getting better at picking my spots in tournaments, I am, admittedly, a terrible player head up. Always a bridesmaid. And my plan for right now is to see how much cash I can accumulate with action points in the next few months, without putting much of my bankroll on the line.
Honestly, I feel that's the reason I'm running well in these tournaments; my brain doesn't register the buy-in, because it really isn't a buy-in. For the low amount of risk, there's a decent amount of reward. My head isn't clouded with the thoughts of dropping even more of my bankroll, and that allows me to play without the fear of being out of the tournament.
That, my friends, is the skill necessary for me to succeed in the higher buy-in tournaments.
One more thing: The IP has free Wi-fi, so here's my proposal--If you have a laptop computer, bring it. I think someone--not me--should set up a private, online, late night SNG session. Though I was extremely exhausted when we did this with real cards and chips at the Plaza in June, think about how much better it would be to not have to use three round tables as a poker table. Oh, and this way Drizz won't feel like he's alienating himself from the group by yelling at his computer--we'll all be doing it!