Can this love interest have a nice rack?

If I'm the lead, she better!

Can this love interest be an Asari from Mass Effect?

It had been raining on and off for the few days beforehand, so hopefully they'd cleared out of the tunnels already.

What has Jennifer Tilly been up to these days?

Oh hell yeah. I picked Liara for the romance option on every playthrough. Both Lady and Male Shepard loved the thicc blue booty.

Lazy day today. I offer no excuses. I'm currently in the $8k GTD Hyper Turbo Mega Stack tourney on ACR, so that's at least some type of poker.

Grand Theft Auto V for the PS4: 4 hours:
($0)

Degening off all her Family Guy money obviously

Do you play WSOP.com at all

No. I have money on ACR, Ignition and Carbon. That's enough skins imo.



On to the Venom Step 1 freeroll.

The bus incident occurred a few minutes after midnight, two Thursdays ago. I'd come out from a very late dinner at Ellis Island after an 8 hour session at Bally's, and I'd had a few of Ellis's $2.50 pints of beer in me. I got on the bus just in front of a drifter in his late 20's. I was surprised to see him get on. Usually these guys have nowhere to go, and they hang out at the bus kiosks, rather than ride. I went to the back; he sat in front.

I played on my phone for few minutes, during which the bus driver made an announcement that I had only partially registered. We were stationary for a while--if the bus gets ahead of schedule on its route, the driver will often sit at a stop for 2-3 minutes.

Five minutes passed without us moving, then two more. At this time in the wee hours, if the bus didn't take off from here in the next five minutes, I'd miss my cross connection to the next bus, and then I'd have to wait for a full hour before the next one came.

Still no movement. I played the bus drivers announcement back in my head, "...bus won't be leaving until..." I watched the drifter get up from his seat, exchange some angry words with the driver, then throw himself back down into his seat.

I reluctantly connected the drifter with our lack of motion. Now, what would it look like if the drifter had refused to pay for his ride? Why, it would look exactly like this, and the driver would make an announcement along the lines of, "The bus won't be moving until the gentleman pays his fare."

30 or so people were on the bus with me. No one was doing anything. I got up and confirmed my suspicion with the bus driver. The drifter was refusing to pay and refusing to leave the bus. We weren't going anywhere.

Bus fare one way is $2. I had enough cash on me to take care of a battalion of homeless drifters in a fleet of buses. Our convoy could ride all the way to Boulder City and beyond. I paid the driver two lousy dollars and told him to get us going.

That is a lie; instead, I turned around and went after the drifter. "You. Get the **** off our bus, now!"

"I'm not getting off the bus."

One of my bus compadres, a kid in his late teens or early twenties, decided then that he'd be my Huckleberry and got up to assist me with looming over the homeless guy.

"People worked all day and they need to get home, dick. They're gonna miss their connections."

"I don't care about them."

"Well nobody cares about you!"

It had been more than 35 years since my stint as an alpha male prick, but I still had the knack. I knew how to go straight to the most painful spots.

The first part of that sentence is a lie. It has not be 35 years since I'd last been a bully. 15 years ago, at the bookstore I used to manage here in Las Vegas, I screamed and ranted at a semi-indigent shoplifter who was trying to return stolen merchandise. But at that time, 15 years ago, I was in the last throes of a serious meth addiction. Certainly that was an anomaly, an outlier that would never again flare up again in my grown-up and recovered self.

What had worked then, and what had worked when I was a kid, was for me to repeat myself, only louder, with more profanities and more threats, and to keep repeating and to keep getting louder and more threatening until the other person relented. If you're familiar with the first and most basic method of conflict deescalation, what I do there is the polar opposite of that.

After much screaming and repetition, the drifter got up and made a halfhearted lunge at me. I backed up half a step and put myself into a T-stance. I'm sure that I looked utterly ridiculous. I am middle aged man, and somewhat far from being in good shape. If the young bum had struck out at me that night, I would have gone down like a wet sack of ****.

Fortunately for me it was only a feint, and the drifter grabbed his stuff and got off the bus, punching the driver's Plexiglas door on the way out.

Me and my Huckleberry went back to our seats as the bus took off. The kid said, "I thought he was going to stab us there." I gave the kid a fist bump, and then I felt queasy about the whole thing afterwards. It had brought up a ton of issues that I thought I'd successfully clamped down on for decades. I hope to see the drifter around again. I will ask him for his forgiveness and give him some money, if he needs it, for his next few rides.

Dude if you see him again he’s gonna shank you - give him your Carbon Poker account

Morphimeme.

excerpt from a letter I wrote Tommy Angelo after completing 'Painless Poker';

"I've been playing poker for 50 years. I've been winning since I solved tilt, in my early twenties. I've always been somewhat over-proud of my tiltless play. Your articulation of the idea that the value of tiltless play ( I have the choice of deciding if a poker decision will be neutral or -Ev) translates to a tiltless life was a 'swimming pool' moment for me. I had to stop and breathe. My entire life, I've been taking potentially neutral moments and allowing my temper to turn them -Ev, to the detriment of all my relationships."

Though his book, 'Painless Poker', is in dire need of some cold-blooded editing, I think Tommy's skill in exploring and explaining the links between poker decisions and life decisions, makes the effort to get through the whole thing worthwhile.

Red Rock Station



Time to get home. These people can't drive in the rain FFS.

Looks like snow.

Must be cocaine.

SJ - glad you enjoy my feedback. I am good at being hyper critical...

Some comments:

emotional relativity noted.

You are in a difficult spot to realize your equity, but if this is your job you have to be better in tough spots than your opponents...

24/10 is what i would call a fish, not a bad tag in a ring game.

if you were not frustrated prior to this hand, would you have played it differently?

IME i find bad aggressive players barreling the board pairing turn card too frequently, and in your hh it is not bad for your hand as you are not drawing.

This is memeing at its best.

Wow. That is a fresh look at it: bullying and temper tantrums as expressions of tilt. Here I was climbing aboard the neo-Freudian wayback machine when I probably should have been looking at a cognitive-behavioral approach in real time. What exactly started the tilt avalanche on the bus? Could I have recognized the warning signs early enough and derailed the thought process enough to mitigate the acting out before it started?

Nice job on the 14k posts my friend! BBV would not be as much of a community as it is without you.

I would have played the hand the same with no tilt. Really, the big sizing on the turn was the decider. I wouldn't have qualified his type as bad aggressive--with one exception: these guys c-bet too much on the flop, then pull up with too much of their range on the turn and either check it or bet smaller, mostly because a good part of their range ott is crap from c-betting too much otf. Yeah, the big turn bet is polarizing, but from this guy it's still going to be weighted towards value.

Damn. I did not know that she played Bonnie on Family Guy. I bet that's a nice upper-middle class salary for--what--100 hours a year of work? Good for her!

Not much poker lately: another whiff at the Bally's freeroll: out in 82nd when 91 signed up and 80 were paid. Yesterday I put in a few challenge hours at the Red Rock $2/$5 game. The latter place is starting to grow on me. So far their game hasn't seemed any more difficult than the Harrah's $1/$2.

Red Rock Station $2/$5 (Bally's "freeroll" -$10): 5 hours:
+$13

Three Stacks $600-$60,000 Challenge:$2/$5 Level:

Link to Challenge Rules

Starting bankroll: $600
Previous bankroll: $3379
Challenge day progress: +$23
Current bankroll: $3402
Bankroll needed for $5/$10: $3750

I like this progression. What's your hourly at the game today? And thanks for the 14k poast congratulation. Maybe a brag, maybe a beat.

I posted it a while back, but I can't be arsed to go back to find it. I believe it was ~$27/hr before comps. Nothing spectacular, but I'm still relatively new at this company.

Damn that bus story. Mr Justice is a badass

In the short term, it was a +EV play in terms of getting the bus moving, but I don't think it was the most +EV play in that spot by a long shot. In the long run I think it was pretty -EV in terms of having empathy and in using life skills for conflict resolution.

A new article on my old nemesis Whitey Bulger on his time in prison, before a bunch of inmates beat him to death.

That man, Timothy Glass, said he took Bulger under his wing, and they bonded over their criminal pasts. Glass recalled how Bulger would sign autographs for inmates who asked but had a tendency to give a "death stare" to guys he didn't like.

"I was like, 'this guy is a stone-cold killer at like 80 years old.' It was wild," Glass, 55, told The Associated Press.

I was the recipient of that stare around 15 years ago. 10/10 for scariness. He must've practiced it like Derek Zoolander did with his award-winning Blue Steel look.