I woke up this morning and was hit for the first time by the full implications of what I have done. I am not on vacation. There will be no going home after this. There is no 'after this." This is my home now.
So I went to work.
Mirage $1/2: 1-4 PM: Pounding limpers is my business, and business is good. No big hands, just chipping at it.
+$133
Ballys $1/2: 5-6 PM: Bad table, with nearly all average to good regs and no legitimate fish. I quickly found that I was the chippee at this table. I played my minimum one hour and scurried away. But before that, one hand of interest happened.
A good reg opened $12 in EP and a decent reg called in MP. I called on the button with 4
4
Pot $39
Flop A
9
4
Good EP reg bets $25, MP folds, I make it $60 to go. Good reg instashoves for my remaining $180.
Pot: $339. So I needed 35% equity.
All I could figure in real time is that it was close, and it was my last orbit. I hate getting stacked on my last orbit.
(-$108)
Treasure Island $1/3: 8-10 PM:
On my left, a very good LAG kid with excellent hand reading skills. On my right, a very unpredictable German LAG who changes gears like a pro and knows when to barrel, when to get out of the way and when to show up with the goods. As a matter of fact, German LAG strongly reminded me of 2+2 poster LAG over in LVL, so much so that I checked the sub when I got back home to see if he had an active TR going (he doesn't).
This time, rather than running away like a scared nit, I stayed and took careful mental notes on all of these two guys' deft shenanigans. I wanted to learn something today, and I was willing to pay for it.
Those two were absolutely running the table. I was card dead as hell, but I managed to pull a nice all in bluff on German Lag on the last hand of my last orbit, kind of making up for my cowardice in the last session. I showed the bluff then stuck around for one more orbit out of courtesy.
+$60