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The Heat, My God The Heat!
Bonuses, 2007-07-04, by Ozone
Apparently some record temperatures are being set in the Southwestern part of the US. Vegas got up to like 117 degrees today or something ridiculous. I know it seems counterintuitive, but I'll take 117 in the desert over 85 and disgustingly humid.
Anyway, yesterday TwoGun, myself, and my friend Dave played the $500 tournament Binion's. We made an interesting prop bet where the first one of us to bust out will have the word "Owned" stamped on their forehead by whichever one of the remaining two has the most chips. We're able to do this thanks to a custom "Owned" rubber stamp I bought online a couple weeks ago.
Anyway, although the structure was great and the field was reasonably soft, I was having a horrible time at the table. Every time I raised, someone would re-raise me. Normally that's not a bad thing, but in this instance, I was card-dead and had to keep folding.
Finally, during 600/1,200, I picked up Jack-Jack and moved all-in for about 11,000. A lady in the big blind called all-in with Ten-Ten and hit a ten on the flop. That left me with a paltry 1,400 chips. On the next hand, I looked down at Jack-Nine. Just as I was about to splash the rest of my chips into the pot, I became aware of the fact that Dave called himself all-in at a table two away from mine. Giddy at the possibility that I wouldn't be the first one eliminated, I told the table "I'm going to wait to see what happens to my friend before making a decision, anyone is welcome to call the clock, I'd call the clock on me too." At this point, everyone at the table knew what was going on and was cool with me waiting. I was using the "Owned" stamp as my card protector, so it (as well as the prop-bet) had been a topic of interest to everyone.
Anyway, as fate would have it, Dave took a bad beat and busted out. TwoGun promptly stamped him on the face. I pushed all-in, had four callers, lost, and stamped myself on the face too. Fifteen minutes later, TwoGun busted out of the tournament. Feeling dejected and looking at his two friends with the word "Owned" written on their face, TwoGun decided to join the club. The three of us merrily headed off for a nice dinner with the word "Owned" stamped on our faces.
Today, I took a break from poker. I went to the Rio for a few minutes to register for the Main Event. There will be four "Day 1s". I'm playing the last of them, Day 1-D, on Monday. TwoGun is playing on Sunday. In the meantime, I'm going to take it easy with the gambling to stay in a good frame of mind for the Main Event. That will be easy to do since a few random (non-poker) friends are in town this weekend to hang out. However, it's possible I'll play the Venetian's $1,000 tournament tomorrow if I'm not hungover. This was supposed to be a short entry. Sorry about that, and thanks for reading.
Anyway, yesterday TwoGun, myself, and my friend Dave played the $500 tournament Binion's. We made an interesting prop bet where the first one of us to bust out will have the word "Owned" stamped on their forehead by whichever one of the remaining two has the most chips. We're able to do this thanks to a custom "Owned" rubber stamp I bought online a couple weeks ago.
Anyway, although the structure was great and the field was reasonably soft, I was having a horrible time at the table. Every time I raised, someone would re-raise me. Normally that's not a bad thing, but in this instance, I was card-dead and had to keep folding.
Finally, during 600/1,200, I picked up Jack-Jack and moved all-in for about 11,000. A lady in the big blind called all-in with Ten-Ten and hit a ten on the flop. That left me with a paltry 1,400 chips. On the next hand, I looked down at Jack-Nine. Just as I was about to splash the rest of my chips into the pot, I became aware of the fact that Dave called himself all-in at a table two away from mine. Giddy at the possibility that I wouldn't be the first one eliminated, I told the table "I'm going to wait to see what happens to my friend before making a decision, anyone is welcome to call the clock, I'd call the clock on me too." At this point, everyone at the table knew what was going on and was cool with me waiting. I was using the "Owned" stamp as my card protector, so it (as well as the prop-bet) had been a topic of interest to everyone.
Anyway, as fate would have it, Dave took a bad beat and busted out. TwoGun promptly stamped him on the face. I pushed all-in, had four callers, lost, and stamped myself on the face too. Fifteen minutes later, TwoGun busted out of the tournament. Feeling dejected and looking at his two friends with the word "Owned" written on their face, TwoGun decided to join the club. The three of us merrily headed off for a nice dinner with the word "Owned" stamped on our faces.
Today, I took a break from poker. I went to the Rio for a few minutes to register for the Main Event. There will be four "Day 1s". I'm playing the last of them, Day 1-D, on Monday. TwoGun is playing on Sunday. In the meantime, I'm going to take it easy with the gambling to stay in a good frame of mind for the Main Event. That will be easy to do since a few random (non-poker) friends are in town this weekend to hang out. However, it's possible I'll play the Venetian's $1,000 tournament tomorrow if I'm not hungover. This was supposed to be a short entry. Sorry about that, and thanks for reading.
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