****Unexpected anti-climax, followed by tales of a fish (tl;dr, Cliffs at bottom)****

I'm very sorry ladies and gentlemen, but I'm afraid guinea pig part 2 is not to be! Allow me to explain:

So this morning, we went through the whole rigmarole of an intensive day (you remember those?), ECG's, bloods, vitals, at 15 minute intervals, 30 minute intervals, 60 minute intervals... urine... fasting... etc etc. No dosing at this stage, this was just a control test to establish a point of reference for future data. Later in the day, the blood results came back, and unfortunately I was just outside the specific guidelines for this test. The doctor went over it at length, basically this certain level (red blood cells or something), while not considered an issue in regards to normal health, was nonetheless unsuitable for this trial, and I was sent on my way. I will still receive some monetary compensation for the poking, prodding, and general inconvenience, but I did not have to participate in the testing of experimental drugs, therefore will not receive the full payment. From my conversation with the doctor, the specific levels in question was standard for a person that doesn't eat a lot of meat, so nothing to worry about. So yeah, really sorry to have gotten all your hopes up, it was outta my hands. I'm a little disappointed too, but that's the way it goes sometimes. There will be others no doubt.

Oh, and when I got out it was in the evening, and I realized it was almost opening time at the Adelaide Casino Poker Zone! So naturally, my journey changed it's course and off I went, dressed in my trackpants and daggy jumper.

I bought in for the minimum at the 1/2 table and was glad to see some players I recognized. Sat down, won a few small pots, the biggest of which was with 48 off suit. I was in the SB, 3 limpers and I almost threw it away, but meh, completed for another buck. Pot is $10, Flop was 4 8 10 two clubs. Checked it, next player bets $5, call, call call, I repop to $25, wanting to shut out any flush draws and take it down then and there. It worked, and the last player showed the 6 9 of clubs. Won $25, nice. Then...

What follows is the worst possible way you can play Kings. No, really. I'm not kidding. Allow me to demonstrate. I'm dealt Kings on the button. UTG raises to $7, folds to me, I call. BB calls, flop is A Q 5 rainbow, pot is $22. My line of thinking (if you could call it that), was that I would isolate the initial raiser, and proceed onwards if there was no A on flop. But, as is often the case for this inexperienced hold em player, I have trouble letting go of Kings. BB checks, initial raiser bets $10, I call, BB calls. Turn is a 4. Check, check, I go into donk mode and bet my remaining stack (almost the size of the pot). BB calls, other guy sighs and folds. I turn over my Kings and he goes "I got the Ace." No King for me, goodbye.

Pfffft. What can I say. Of course he had the Ace. Should have just gone home. Guess I got a $40 lesson on how not to play Kings. lol.

Something not so ******ed that I did was get myself a sponsor. Finally found someone who I felt was ideal. Put the idea to him and he agreed. I'm pretty happy about that.

So maybe playing poker right now aint the smartest of ideas, I'm def not playing good enough to expect any good results. I hardly think about it at all to tell you the truth, the insane compulsion to PLAY PLAY PLAY has eased off in much the same way as the urge to drink. I still love it though, and look forward to the next time I can play with all my faculties and not be such a donktard. But for now, I'll just keep riding to meetings and looking for work and all that exciting stuff. Yeah. Might play the odd $2 MTT if I'm feeling extra frisky.


Thanks to everyone who was excited to hear about part 2! It's not over yet, I still have two kidneys, two pinky toes, and other valuable commodities that I'm willing to whore out for $.

Cliffs:

- Some blood result came back too low
- Sent home, no more guinea pig, take 3 figure maney instead of 4
- Played and lost with KK like a fish
- Got a sponsor

How much does a kidney go for these days?

I would like to stake you for any amount you want so that you can continue to play poker and I can have hearty laughs like this every day. Im serious i'm offering you a stake as long as you post hand histories with your analyses daily, the return on investment through entertainment will have me breaking even every day

Wow ty man, I was wrong about you. I think 5k should do it, although 10 would be better. You know my sn, just send it right along and we can hash out specifics later.

Nice

you are a piece of work bro...

wtf, they let you buy in for 12bb at the casino there?

why didn't you ship the kings pre? awesome calling station play...

how much of the story are you leaving out?

he was trying to tarp ldo

btw i don't think you understand what it means to isolate when your way of doing it is just to call on the button pre then call flop...

crazy variance that you won 5k playing NLHE...how many times did you fold during your run?

Like I said, tales of a fish. I could rationalize it some fancy way but I simply was playing like a donk. Posted for the lulz. Ps bought in for 20bb not 12

And yeah I'm still amazed I made 5k too. Probably more a reflection of the opponents I faced than my skill level, but yeah was playing way better then obv.

yea originally i thought you had bought it in for 20bb, which is still insanely shallow. but then i reread and it looked like you doubled up on the 84 hand and then lost 50 on KK if you made pot-sized shove on turn. my bad.

lowest min buyin i've seen live is 40bb. for 40 bucks you might as well just play .5/1 with your your friends...that's about a short buyin for NL50.

just buyin deeper next time! if you're even gonna play why have such a shortstack? in your earlier posts you seemed like you were pretty confident in your live NLHE play.

anyway, any plans for getting a part-time job?

he bought in for the min because hes strapped on cash, not by choice.

GL with the grind!

yea i know OP is busto and wants to gambol but if you only have 40bux might as well buy scratchoffs or minbet BJa/roulette. or get a homegame going with some friends.

can't see the point in sitting down at a poker table w 20bb (unless its a superturbo)

is it really common for people to buy in for that amount?

His odds are better at hold'em than gambling lol, i think thats the last thing he wants to go near.

.... and we have a new sperm donor

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And no more cash game for you!

this is the craziest story i have read In quite some time, all I can say is goodluck

No poker content below, avoid disappointment, do not read.

As the future keeps rushing into my life, this thread continues to serve as a valuable reference for me in the onset of fading memories, so I will write now to immortalize whatever crap is happening that I think will be of any significance for an older, wiser me to look back on one day. I'm mainly writing for myself, but of course am sharing with my fellow BBV'ers whom I all love dearly <3

On my 70th day without a drink, I had a brief but spectacular bust in my sobriety that was enough to remind me why I can never take a drink. It was a Saturday evening and I was intending to go to the casino and play some poker, having at the time what I thought was a good state of mind, it being my 10th week since giving up booze. Like being blindsided, a slight alteration to my mindset was all it took to find me at the bottle shop, and then down by the river with a bottle of Gin in my possession.

The first couple of drinks were phenomenal, but not phenomenal enough to justify what I knew would be coming. I swore a solemn oath to not black out, to not cross the line, to maintain control, but of course in no time at all I was in a black out. It was a delusion to believe it could have gone any other way - I am an alcoholic. If I pick up one drink, the only thing I can guarantee is that I will blackout.

The few images I have of my perceptions during this time are sickening, and have been supplemented with the clearer recollections of various people, completing what is a pretty ugly picture. 10 weeks sober did nothing to stop my alter-ego taking over and behaving no different than before. I let the homicidal maniac behind the wheel, and he picked up where we had left off.

When I emerged from my blackout, I was on a train, no idea how or why or where it was headed, what I had intended. Two police officers were standing over me, asking me where I was going, and I had no answer. I was able to conclude from their attitude towards me that something had transpired earlier to indicate to them that I was of dubious character, but I could only guess 'cause I sure wasn't about to ask: "Could either of you please tell me what has been going on for the past... however long since I've been on this train? I've kind of not been here and I'm curious about the origin of the restrained fury can I see in your eyes."

I had lost all my money that was intended to last me the next week, as well as my sunglasses and my black Vegas $100 chip lighter that was a gift from a friend. Amazed that I was in this place once again, I vowed I was done with drinking there and then. Drunk, but now aware of my surroundings, I managed to get a ride home with a friend. The next morning, hung over as hell, I got on my bike and rode 14 km's to a morning meeting, and then to one in the evening, and the same again the next day, and the next. I learned that I was finally ready to take Step 1 and admit powerlessness, and that overconfidence, like in poker, is a sure way to disaster.

Anyway, I've had one bust in over ten weeks of AA, that only lasted a matter of hours. Sucks, and I'm disappointed, but it was a valuable mistake, and I learned a lot. My ten week foundation of meetings, contacts, and discovery saved my butt, and I'm moving forward despite my brief slip.

I've been asked by the owner of a publishing company to be a guest writer on her website, and to write about my experience getting sober. She gets a lot of readers and thinks it could be a good opportunity for me to get my writing out there. And at the very least, it will be a way for me to flex my creative muscles and provide me with good practice for what is coming next, my next project.

And I wanna give a shout out to that fellow who recognized me at the tables and played a couple of tournaments with me and with whom I made a couple of last-longer bets with haha. That was real fun

Cliffs:

Brag: 10 weeks sober
Beat: Busted
Variance: Have 3 days

no rage plz ty

He's alive!

Wanna meet up some time in the casino sometime NWB?

Pm'd

Hope you're doing well despite your slip up.

I'm sure you may envy those that can drink 2 or 3 and call it quits. Then go home, sleep, and get up the next morning for work. You may think those are the "normal people"? But keep in mind that this disease (although devastating it has been at some times) is part of who you are. And while it may turn you into a distant monster of yourself while drinking, being sober also provides a channel of your character. One that truly projects your strength and power to curb temptation.

Everyone has their demons they must overcome. Big or small. Society has deemed your demon as a big one. Take advantage of that. Beat that fu**er into the ground. Take pride in your ability to do so. It will then become your most powerful strength. And your most pitiful weakness will become a measly backseat passenger that can only observe the places you take yourself.

hey bro, who are you trying to scam this week?