Good karma, you da man!

Will be posting an update soon on my PLO progress and my staking stable's progress. Will be in Baltimore at MGM National Harbor to harpoon some whales from Feb. 14th until end of month. Got my friend Chang Wa Ho tuning up me and Paco's gun right now.



These are how my results have been looking lately when the harpoon gun is firing properly.

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"Shipping It"

So, like three or four months ago I am driving to Horseshoe Hammond casino near Chicago to donate money in a $1,650.00 USD poker tournament and stop into a Red Lobster on my way. Not to wash dishes, but to actually enjoy some cheddar bay biscuits, shrimp cocktail, and some overpriced sea food that should really be for sale at your local Denny's. Anyway, I end up forgetting my American Express card there because I must have been in a hurry to pay some veggie burrito eating, backpacking, scarf wearing hipster poker fgts bills in the donkament and after I felted swiftly I took a drive to the Mcdonald's down the street to drown my sorrows in a Reese's Peanut Butter Mcflurry before I went back to my hotel room. As tears streamed down my face I'm like, "Oh $hit. I forgot my American Express Card at Red Lobster. I'm such a fukking loser."

Now you know any other person would get on the horn right away to report that card lost. But me, fukk no, I've got some ten to twelve hours of sleeping to do. Anyway, I end up waiting like a week (standard time I wait to get something done that needs to be done right away unless its for my Grandmother) and I call American Express customer service. Proceed to go through some thirty minute dog and pony show of waiting on hold and giving all my personal information to two people. Then at the end when they're finally about to mail me my new card I tell them I've had a change of address, and after that they tell me that they have to transfer me to the account security department and I have to go through the entire three ring circus again. I'm like, "fukk that," and I hang up on those motherfukkers with a vengeance. Fukk you American Express, if I am going to go on a $5,000 shopping spree I can't afford I'll use my Discover card biotch.

Now, fast forward to today, I wake up after a good twelve hours sleep and I think to myself, "Ok. This is the day. I can actually pick up the phone and call American Express. Report my card lost again. Go through the dog and pony show again. I'm 40. I've fukking got this." So, I call, and right away the guy starts going at me a million miles a hour for my personal information. I'm like, "Listen, I am only giving this information once brother. I lost my card and have to do a change of address for it to be delivered. So you get me to the person that can help me. I'm only being interrogated and tortured once today. That's all I got. That's all I can do. That's all I can take in this life. Do you understand?" Clearly, he doesn't. He keeps trying as hard as he can to make me go through some sort of $hit process every jamook like me that calls in has to go through. I keep refusing to stand in line.

Finally, he decides to stop trying to destroy my sanity and transfers me to the manager of the account security department. Then this bitch is like, "We need to know the first place and porno movie you jerked off to when you were a teenager." I'm like, "I ordered some pay per view porn via dial phone at my Grandparents in Riverview, Michigan and then told my Papa and Grandma my friends Tony and Ray porn pranked me when they called me out on it." She's like, "You're repulsive, you sick fukk, but I am underpaid and overworked so I have to give you outstanding customer service. May I ask why its taken you almost four months to report this card lost or stolen?"

I go on to explain, "The first time I called in I had to deal with two fukking idiots that almost made my head explode. Then they asked me to deal with a third. I just couldn't take it. So when I called in today I told the first guy that I only got time to deal with one idiot today, and that idiot is you, and if you can help me get this all taken care of quickly I promise this idiot you're talking to will take that fukking stupid survey at the end of the call your monthly and yearly bonuses are tied to and I promise on everything I love (which isn't much) that I'll give you a perfect score.

She had me off the phone in under five minutes and that replacement card is being overnight delivered via Fed Ex delivered.

Now, that's what I call "Shipping it."

Any more topics you guys would like covered as far as $1/$2, $1/$3, and $2/$5 No Limit Hold em go?

Introduction
Bankroll Management
Schedule Selection
Table Selection
Buy In Amount
65bb Strategy
100bb Strategy
150bb + Strategy
Player Types/Tendencies
Seat Selection
Hand Selection
Position
Opponents limp ranges
Opponents limp/call ranges
Our Raising Range and Raise sizing.
Opponents 3betting ranges.
Our 3bet calling strategy
Our 3betting strategy
Flop Play/Strategy
Turn Play/Strategy
River Play/Strategy
Common Post Flop Betting Lines
Betting for value.
Betting for deception.
Double Barreling/Triple Barreling
Stealing From Blinds
Floating
Image
A Game/B Game/C Game
When To Cash Out
Hourly Win Rates
Volume Requirements
Controlling Tilt/Emotions/Mental Game
Working Through Downswings
Studying/Working To Improve Your Game
Horse/Backer/Staker/Coach Relationships
Hookers, Drugs, Nightclubs, Casino Life
Why Most Players Fail

This is a thread about a Twitter friend of mine Mark K. getting scammed out of $500,000 by some people he met in the poker community that he thought were his friends.

Here's some life advice I posted in it that I'd like to share with you all that are poker pros or aspiring to be poker pros.....

"This thread is a prime example of why you shouldn't roll with, become friends with, or become "boyz" with people you meet from the casino or in the poker community. As I have moved up the stakes in my poker career I have found most the "pros" I thought were crushers are now broke, backed and in huge make-up, running home games where they scam whales or set up things to intoxicate whales, or have been losing steadily since they pieced off the one or two donkaments that won them their 100k to 500k bankroll and it is just a matter of time before they're busto. A lot of these players may have been good a few years ago, but the truth is the game is starting to pass them by, or because of their scamming/etc they've just plain gotten lazy and their game hasn't evolved in years. They have now became the $hit regs wearing the poker pro uniform and displaying the poker pro persona.

These parasites are easy to spot. Look for the man purses, the backpacks, the dudes always talking about idiotic prop bets, the guys who always talk about "my awesome home game man," or the guys who won't shut up about how much money they won or lost from sports bets or how much they had to pay the one time doing credit card roulette. Sure, they might be driving a nice car or have a really nice place. But, there liquid bankroll is slowly winding back down to zero and will continue to go that way, even with their scams. They are my favorite sort to felt at the poker table and never have a word to say to me because they know I'm not a fukking idiot.

The casino or poker rooms should be a place to come work (for some people) or to relax (for most people.) You shouldn't be coming to it to make friends. Your friends are the people you knew before you started to play poker or gamble. Your friends are the people who don't ask you for stakes or to borrow money. Your friends are the people inviting you to concerts or house parties, not home poker games set up with an unlimited amount of booze and drugs to get you to play as stupid and as irresponsible as possible.

I can't believe some of you people pay thousands of dollars to hang out with people you think are your "friends." If you are bored and lonely, call a god damn escort to come drink and snort coc with you. She'll even suck your dick and fukk you as well. All for around $300-$500 and she'll have more moral fiber than any of these degenerate fukk-bags you meet inside the casino or poker community trying to fukk you out of your money.

Very very sorry to be reading this.

Mark is a Twitter friend of mine and had messaged me to talk about some problems that he was having a few weeks ago that he said were serious. And I told him that whatever problems he was having, I would be most happy to talk to him about, but there would be nothing I could do but listen since I was in Michigan and he was in Florida. I remember telling him that he needed to be talking about his problems with his family or close friends, not someone who could only help in a limited capacity from the internet.

Sad to hear this happened to you Mark.

This sort of thing is exactly why I am ashamed to tell people I play poker for a living and just say I do social media consulting for auto dealers instead to avoid the conversation all together. Truth is the public's perception of poker players is right.

Oh, and for what its worth, the sickest beat is that you were listening to a $hit song like "Yayo" and not "White Lines."

Rookies listen to "Yayo"....Legends Of The Game listen to "White Lines."

Lets snort some next time I am FL and haroon some of these fukking whales that scammed you."

World Series of Poker and cash game/tournament progress leading up to it is currently being posted here.

"Correspondence" excerpts will be being released sporadically for the next few months in a numbered format and all of the hands discussed in it will be taken directly from my NLHE horse's hand logs. Eventually, when I stop being a lazy fukk, I'll get everything all edited and into an Amazon E-book available for download or purchase in a paperback edition.

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9. If you were sitting down at a relatively passive and easy $1/$2 NLHE game with $200 and limped in 44 from UTG, what would you do if there were five limpers and an old tight nitty man on the dealer button raised it to $45 to go? Would you call his bet to set mine, shove all in, or fold? What's the reasoning behind your decision?

Correct answer is to fold. In this spot you'd like to be getting at least 7-1 on your money and I know a lot of poker purists/goobers would tell you that you should be looking for at least 10-1 on your money, but there is value in felting NITs and eradicating them from your live cash game. So, with the added value of possibly felting this NIT, putting him on tilt, or making him get up from the game and leave, I'll call a NIT with a little worse odds than typically needed in hopes to felt him and have a whale sit down in his seat. Set mining for doubles is the easiest play in the play book. You either hit and get to double through the NIT most the time or miss and fold. Keep it simple. Do not ever level yourself into calling the nit down with a hand like 88 on 7 4 2. The most generous action you are going to give the waste of flesh at the poker table is what you already gave him by calling with only 7-1 to set mine.