<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692</id><updated>2011-09-04T07:18:04.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HCR - Dead End</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-7604303678280067418</id><published>2007-10-03T21:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T21:04:38.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="height:140px;width:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pokerstars.com/blog_tournament/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pokerstars.com/blog_tournament/images/2007-1.gif" alt="Online Poker" width="127" height="127" align="left" style="margin-right:10px;" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have registered to play in the &lt;a href="http://www.pokerstars.com/blog_tournament/"&gt;PokerStars World Blogger Championship of Online Poker&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.pokerstars.com/"&gt;Online Poker&lt;/a&gt; Tournament is a No Limit Texas Holdem event exclusive to Bloggers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Registration code: 6725188&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-7604303678280067418?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/7604303678280067418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=7604303678280067418' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/7604303678280067418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/7604303678280067418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-have-registered-to-play-in-pokerstars.html' title=''/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-116234684370248520</id><published>2006-10-31T20:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T20:07:23.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloweeen...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/1600/P1020384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/320/P1020384.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well long time no makeup.  Its been about four years since we put on the makeup.  It was a great feeling as photo ops galore and girls galore...as per the above example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking the makeup off...well thats another issue and one of the main reasons we stopped doing it but now it is an annual thing.  Which is great because I didn't spend 1500 making this costume for nothing.  Putting on the makeup makes me miss the band scene...but I digress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-116234684370248520?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/116234684370248520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=116234684370248520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/116234684370248520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/116234684370248520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/10/halloweeen.html' title='Halloweeen...'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-116086550077549100</id><published>2006-10-14T16:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T16:38:21.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA</title><content type='html'>Sorry about the MIA as I took some time off and have been busier than hell at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off I want to say get well to &lt;a href="http://trustmeimablonde.blogspot.com/"&gt;the Blonde&lt;/a&gt; who suffered a horrific car accident and is recovering in the hospital.  All of my wishes and thoughts are with you.  (I would say prayers but I don't pray)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to see this last week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/1600/P1020137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/320/P1020137.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just say North Carolina is awesome.   The arena was awesome the cerimony was awesome the banner raising was awesome the food was awesome the people were awesome my seats were awesome.  Right on center ice I took this picture with tears in my eyes as they showed a motha fuken montage of last years kickin playoffs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not realize that there were friendly american states.  I always thought through my travels of the central and eastern states that everyone was in a big city mentality with no concern for manners, morals or common courtesies.  Well NC laid that to rest for me as everyone was very friendly and approachable that I have not experienced in the US as of yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no doubt in my mind that the Hurricanes have the most enthusiastic fan base.  I was meaning to hook up with some friends in the parking lot a few hours before game time to do some tailgating.  I was thinking there would be small packs of people tailgating well I was in for a surprise....I showed up and there were thousands of people around the stadium bbqing and setting up their tents and shrines in pregame festivities.  Needless to say I was floored...and couldn't find the people I wanted to meet.  However I did meet some other fine folks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The arena was beautiful as I stepped through the security check and gazed upon the beautiful arena which I had seen so many times on tv and in playing NHL on xbox.  It seemed like a dream to be there to watch the team I had cheered for almost all of my life.  It was surreal seeing Glen Wesley as he has been there almost as long as I can remember.  Seeing the banner rise and then seeing Ric Flair on the scoreboard after a Hurricanes goal was unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind the result of the games that I saw...it was an experience I will never forget.  It has got me looking a bit for job opportunities in that area but getting a VISA or green card is a very difficult process...until then a guy can dream can't he?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-116086550077549100?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/116086550077549100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=116086550077549100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/116086550077549100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/116086550077549100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/10/mia.html' title='MIA'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-115671314013464513</id><published>2006-08-27T15:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T15:12:20.143-06:00</updated><title type='text'>PartyCasino turns out to be profitable..</title><content type='html'>Well I decided to take Party up on their bonus offer except upon reading a thread on 2+2 about some guy who hit the Royal Flush on the Joker's Wild decided to try and clear it in the casino instead of poker. So I ended up lucky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/320/88888.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All in all up 500 bucks plus the 75 dollar bonus (around 600 bucks).  I don't normally casino whore but PP has been brutal for me when clearing bonus so I decided to change it up...glad I did..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-115671314013464513?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/115671314013464513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=115671314013464513' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115671314013464513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115671314013464513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/08/partycasino-turns-out-to-be-profitable.html' title='PartyCasino turns out to be profitable..'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-115647934140547795</id><published>2006-08-24T21:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T22:15:41.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rockster - Supercrapo</title><content type='html'>Ok I got an idea for a show...&lt;br /&gt;Lets put together a guy with some talent and 2 guys with no talent that all got lucky in huge bands to be in the right place at the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah they are already doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am hooked on it.  Not because I like the  "band" they put together and if by a definition of a band you mean 3 guys that will stay together no longer than your first ejaculation then you can call them a band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two songs I heard so far were blatant ripoffs of various tunes with catchy woohoo's scattered throughout.  I have more talent in my infected toenail than Gilby Clarke will ever have...he looks in pain when trying to play lead up on stage.   The band will suck and soon breakup after their first "world" (and if by world you mean various clubs around bad parts of Jersey then yeah world) tour and first big "album" (and if by album you mean it will actually only be printed on vinyl then yeah album).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So really a winner will not really be a winner so we should be cheering for the runner up that doesn't have to endure a rock song that sounds kinda like the Kelly Clarkson band that she brings on tour with them.  What I really don't understand is how they keep calling out the singers to be "heavier" when in reality if they just covered something by Air Supply it would suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am uncomfortable whenever Newstead either speaks or looks at the camera.  The simple fact is that the guy left Metallica, realized what a huge mistake he made and then begged to come back.  Luckily they found a guy with way more talent (although that wouldn't be too hard) from ST that added a new dimension to the band they couldn't let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I watch the show for the simple fact is its something kinda rock thats on tv and I don't have to always gag when a gay guy whose name sounds like semen is on my screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did think the best tune I heard on the show was Ryan's original song even though the bitch Delana said it was nothing without the house band (whatever that means). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had to get Rockstar off my chest....yes I feel better now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS...the Storm Large nude pics really kept me more interested...she is one hot chicky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-115647934140547795?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/115647934140547795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=115647934140547795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115647934140547795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115647934140547795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/08/rockster-supercrapo.html' title='Rockster - Supercrapo'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-115627907958917603</id><published>2006-08-22T14:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T14:37:59.676-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My brain cells...</title><content type='html'>Ok so I have these kinda blackouts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the kind where you drink too much and then don't remember much about what happened.  My problem is that this happens a lot when I drink.  There will be periods of the night I do not remember at all.  They may be silent movie mode where I can see everything and everything that is going on but not remember any of the conversation or what is being said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all cases my friends describe me as completely coherent, attentive and completely understandable.  There are those that even ask me if I had a drink that night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other times I can still remember nothing and be a blithering hyena with jokes galore and everyone can tell that I'm hammered.  Most of the time the drinks are accompanied by uh popeye cigarettes which accentuate the behaviour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty smooth when I am hammered or so I've been told...it could be just that I am the total opposite and my friends are benefitting from my negative game but I think events that have happened tend to lean toward the fact I still got game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think thats what every man needs...game...I know too many friends that let that part of them go, get married, settle down and then become a blob on society.  I hate these people, always making excuses, never around,  always have something going on...yes I don't have time for you either but for different reasons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I writing this?  I have no earthly idea, somedays you are motivated by madness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-115627907958917603?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/115627907958917603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=115627907958917603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115627907958917603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115627907958917603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-brain-cells.html' title='My brain cells...'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-115600690284291606</id><published>2006-08-19T10:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T13:41:02.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mutha Fucken Snakes on a Mutha Fucken Train</title><content type='html'>Based on the title have you seen the b movie knockoff on dvd?  Talk about getting on the hype...they released it 3 days after the movie was in the theatres..please...&lt;br /&gt;I took Pauly's advice and we all smoked a ton of green magic before seeing the already cult status SOAP.  It was the best movie I ever saw...although there were not many people in the theatre I don't think this hick town can comprehend the magnitude of this movie.  They just wouldn't get it...I laughed constantly through the whole thing and loved every moment of it.  Culminating in the now infamous line....you know the rest if you don't you probably aren't reading this anyways.  Good riddance you non-existant reader!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I totally screwed up on my days and didn't have to go to the concert with the groper.  However had to hang out with them on Wednesday...it was ok some groping but not as much as before.  All innocent stuff.  I got way too drunk for a wednesday though...not a great idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-115600690284291606?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/115600690284291606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=115600690284291606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115600690284291606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115600690284291606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/08/mutha-fucken-snakes-on-mutha-fucken.html' title='Mutha Fucken Snakes on a Mutha Fucken Train'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-115574922529405386</id><published>2006-08-16T11:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T11:27:05.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Groper is back...</title><content type='html'>Well the girl that was  groping me uncerimoniously (is that even a word)  has somehow got me roped into tagging along for a rock gig that a "friend" is playing at.  See it was kinda innocent how I got caught up in this shit.  For starters a former coworker is in town after getting a job in another city and she had wanted to setup going out for a few drinks one night.  That night happened to be the night that I am going to said concert...considering I don't particularly enjoy this character (well I'm about 50/50 on the guy) I said yeah I'm busy that night going to a concert.  Well a few inquiries later and the guy knows the owner of said bar where the gig is to be played at.  Next thing I know he is getting tickets from said owner for all three of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uggggghhhh!!!!  What starts out as an excuse turns into a night that will no doubt be hellish in nature...Well I got a few options...fake an illness...bring some friends along that might nullify the groping factor...stop showering and be as disgusting as possible.  Although the last idea seems like fun I don't think its an option as I take 2 showers a day (one in morning one after workout).&lt;br /&gt;I think I will try to round up some friends to come see if that works out...wish me luck.  I like groping as much as the next guy but geez some innocent flirting is ok but that sheet can get a married guy like me in trouble!  Oh and my wife is way hotter than this chick in case your wondering.  Not saying she isn't attractive but you get my drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I'm playing in this $11 dollar tourney on Party.  We are about 2 hours in and after the break I pick up pocket queens.  I have a decent size stack however blinds are huge...we are already in the money albeit early.  I am probably in MP+1...everyone folds, I move in for a decent size 4X raise, player to the left moves all in.  I have them covered and call they turn over KJo...fn KJo man...they waited 2+hours to get all their chips in with KJo.  This person was not shortstacked, had no reason to make a move here at all other than the fact they had position.  Boggles my mind some of these players out there, of course he/she would not respond to my incessant calls for reasoning.  I just wanted to know how you sit there for 2 hours and then decide hey...KJ is good enough I mean what could he have that beats me....I will let you guess what happened on the flop cuz I hate bad beat stories.   This is more a story of reasoning...pleading with the poker gods to stop laughing at me and let my 70/30 beats not become 30/70 beats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny one of my former friends (aka the cloner) tried to pick up my friend's ex wife.  He denied it later and played it off as a joke but we all knew what went on there.  Luckily his ex was more freaked out than turned on so he had to come clean eventually and lost yet another friend.  Hopefully the guy doesn't shoot himself but he really turned out to be a slimeball, chalk one up for being wrong in the judge of character.  He alienated everyone of my friends so far and the latest one wants nothing to do with him any longer for the shit he pulled.  I don't blame him the way he went about it was just slimey...looking her up on msn after seeing that she looked hot in some pics that said friend had (not nude just done up) and then trying to non chalantly ask her out for coffee and shit.  God people have nerve when they are horny and have no where to stick it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for today...this banging myspace chicks thread is unbelieveable.  I have kept up with it since its inception and it has been worth my time.  If you have 3-5 days you should definately give it a read...if not skip to page 35 or 36 and laugh your ass off at the abosolute cow this guy is boning.....ewwwwww...pics are available if you are brave enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forumserver.twoplustwo.com/showflat.php?Cat=0&amp;Number=4155395&amp;amp;amp;an=0&amp;amp;page=3#Post4155395"&gt;Banging Myspace chicks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-115574922529405386?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/115574922529405386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=115574922529405386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115574922529405386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115574922529405386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/08/groper-is-back.html' title='Groper is back...'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-115525062395521464</id><published>2006-08-10T16:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T16:57:03.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pauly's the man</title><content type='html'>Seriously if this guy ain't the man I will take you down to chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His coverage is legendary his writing is  enveloping go visit Pauly for live updates..&lt;br /&gt;AGAINST THE RULES NO HOLDS BARRED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://taopoker.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://taopoker.blogspot.com/ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to order the PPV for the final table then I found out there were no hole cards.  Well that makes sense kinda but not the kinda sense that it would make for me to spend 25 bucks on 15 hours of nothingness.  Except for the all ins, I guess that would be cool...but hours of folding is just not fun watching on tv.  If I was there I could grab a cold one and sit with Pauly accidentally touching the waitresses' ass every now and then but on tv I can only touch my own ass which is far less exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got all my shit off my chest.  That Cleveland Steamer has been removed.  My bro is on the outs with me which sucks but until he gets rid of that bitch and her psycho family I want nothing to do with him.  You can go through life being a pussy if you want but don't expect me to respect you in the end.  Just let people walk all over you and someday you'll wake up and realize that it just is not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been frequenting a new pub as of late and made friends with a prego waitress.  She is very nice and I think I mentioned she had a fling with one of my friends which involved a cumshot to the eye....anyways the jerk owner found out she was pregos and gave her 2 weeks notice.  What an ass...thought about phoning the labour board or something but its her situation and I guess I don't have the whole story..however she is very nice and I don't know how much more there could be to tell.  I told her to get a job at my other favorite pub which they are hiring so we will see how that works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 4th = Stanley Cup Banner raising....hopefully someone can get me tickets...I have 2 connections and both have said we will see...and from talk it won't be easy.  OH well I will be there I WILL BE THERE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-115525062395521464?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/115525062395521464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=115525062395521464' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115525062395521464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115525062395521464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/08/paulys-man.html' title='Pauly&apos;s the man'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-115403211060467462</id><published>2006-07-27T14:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T14:28:30.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'>DADI rebuy...other boring noteables</title><content type='html'>I've been rather bored with myself lately.  I've been clearing bonuses and such trying to get the BR up there again and its a slow process.  I'm playing almost exclusively limit which is unusual for me.  Well what is unusual is to show a profit!  Had a little downswing in there but not enough to kill the profits so its all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get some money together to go see the raising of the Stanley Cup banner on Oct 4th in Raleigh.  I should be able to make it however flights aren't cheap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played in the DADI last night.  Being the short stack my tens didn't hold up against AQ...really I don't know how someone can call off 75% of their stack with AQ but I guess he had me pegged.  Myself facing an all in raise would fold immediately in that situation.  Too many times I've either had my AQ go unimproved or been up against AK its not even funny.  It was a good time although the rebuys got a little ridiculous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe the state of poker in the US.  From rumours abound it sounds as though it won't pass the senate but still its definately on the edge with a couple of sites already banning Americans.  I'm not sure how this will affect everything...at low limits I really don't think it will all that much however if you want to move up it will definately have an effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm itching to get back into SNGs but will have to stick to bonus whoring until my br is more solid.  The bad thing about SNGs is the bore factor the good thing is the fast build of the br if you go on a streak.  Oh well boring post sorry will try better soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-115403211060467462?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/115403211060467462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=115403211060467462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115403211060467462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115403211060467462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/07/dadi-rebuyother-boring-noteables.html' title='DADI rebuy...other boring noteables'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-115280980795180135</id><published>2006-07-13T10:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T10:56:48.080-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ravaged at a hot home game and a nightclub</title><content type='html'>Last Friday was a gong show...It started out with Golden Tee live with a few bevies at around 3:00 pm and ended with a 5am breaky at your local greasy spoon diner.  What happened in between was apparently a night of debauchery to an elite level.  This included yours truly grinding on the dance floor and getting molested by a certain female coworker who happened to tag along because it was a going away for one of my buddies who I work with.   If there was hair on my leg it was most certainly taken off with the constant rubbing by said coworker.  She wore a top in which if she leaned forward I could most certainly have taken her whole boob in my mouth without much trouble.  In my state I was in no mood to argue and it was really all very innocent as I kept it on the up and up.  I'm not that type of guy if thats what you are thinking anyways.   There were two other female coworkers there as well which were constantly bugging me about it and kept things in check including making sure she got dropped off first not last like she had requested (!).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not often you get me on a dance floor but from what I can recall I had some bad ass moves.  It reminds me of the time I spent 3+ hours grinding with a hot asian on top of a speaker at a Calgary bar.  I was hammered but obviously I am a descendant of MJ  as some black dude came up to me and said in all seriousness that we looked like we should be on EC or some dance show.  I thought he was joking at first but he was not because when I laughed in his face expecting him to do the same he looked at me weird and it killed the conversation fast.  I managed a quick awkward thanks before he left obviously insulted by my lack of interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at a home game last night and it was one of those nights you hate home games...lost every coinflip.  55 vs k8o...ATs vs 55...88 vs KQ...etc etc...But was there to donk it up like always so I don't know why I'm upset.  Could be the fact that luck was never even remotely close to me.  However I did get AA, KK and JJ in three consecutive hands.  Doubled up with the AA and KK, only stole blinds with the JJ however by then the double ups didn't matter when I get a big hand on the button only to get dwarfed by a BB special.  UGGGGHHHHH..  Oh well at least my online game is A+++ lately and I have finally turned a profit at limit.  I suck at limit normally but I have turned my game around and I think I know what it takes to be profitable.  However when you miss out on 10 huge pots in a row that can get you down real fast.  But it is oh so sweet when your T7s turns a flush in a huge 20BB pot and there are 4 or 5 players left in the hand.&lt;br /&gt;My bankroll is steadily on an upward trend again so I hope that continues.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really saddened I missed out on Vegas...Will try and get the next one for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-115280980795180135?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/115280980795180135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=115280980795180135' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115280980795180135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115280980795180135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/07/ravaged-at-hot-home-game-and-nightclub.html' title='Ravaged at a hot home game and a nightclub'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-115202986970786398</id><published>2006-07-04T09:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T10:17:49.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home of the worst players in the world?</title><content type='html'>Ok so you got this Party Poker thing...yeah we know there are tons of fish in that sea.  However a reload bonus at Paradise has got me wondering are players really this bad? &lt;br /&gt;I got guys capping with J8o, T5o and various other beauties that would leave you either laughing or crying by the end of the hand.  Depending on if they hit 2 pair, 4 card straights or flushes to crack your Aces or Kings.  I actually had three aces beat by 33 on a four flush.  Nothing I could bet out would protect the calling stations from drawing out here.&lt;br /&gt;But its been fun and opened my eyes to a different type of game.   And it seems as though if you think the players aren't loose enough at the rock garden (Stars) try out Paradise man it truly is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than working out this weekend I did nothing, less than nothing other than getting hammered up on Friday and sharing some endo with a 51 year old guy.   It is weird when you think you should grow up already and then meet someone like that who changes your perspective.  The guy was 51 but looked 40 and acted 25.  With the exception of the warden (his wife) calling him and telling him to get home he seemed like an OK dude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a good showing last week in the DADI, ended up making the final table before Waffles bounced me yet again.  Doesn't matter how I get in against that luckbox either way ahead, slightly behind or a coinflip he always knocks me out.  I guess that's what happens when he is normally the only one left in the hand to call and always does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I could head down to Vegas but work commitments won't allow it.  Very sad I can't meet all my blogger friends.   If I did win a WSOP seat I would find a way but I dont' see that happening right now.  Even then I couldn't guarantee I could get away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough rambling.  But I do think that Britney Spears looked like a white trashy whore on that NBC interview however I think she looks hot naked on the cover of Bazaar, what gives??&lt;br /&gt;Will the real Spears please stand up, uh nevermind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-115202986970786398?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/115202986970786398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=115202986970786398' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115202986970786398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115202986970786398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/07/home-of-worst-players-in-world.html' title='Home of the worst players in the world?'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-115152671182570846</id><published>2006-06-28T13:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T14:31:51.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One of those moods...</title><content type='html'>You ever just get in one of those moods?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where you wanna talk about something but don't feel like talking?  Where you wanna do something but too lazy to do it?  You know the type of mood that makes you want to punch something if it wasn't for the fact that you would actually have to have some passion to do so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a funk lately and although I have suspicions where it is coming from I just don't want to deal with it.  Maybe I will find a way around it but we all know what happens when you don't deal with things head on.  Something gives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this makes no sense...but I am a tad depressed lately.  No WSOP seat for me, no Vegas fun with other bloggers, not really a whole lot to look forward to in the coming months for me.  The fact that I have to get out of bed and come to this dead end job is killing me.  If I had some outlet, some dream then it might not be so hard to come to grips with the fact my career is a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm left to grind out some bonuses to rebuild my bankroll...no not because of tilt or busto or whatever...just because I decided to spend most of it.  Looking back this was not such a wise move but I think I can rebuild it bigger than before.  However it is a grind doing bonuses and such where all the rocks in the world are currently descending upon my table to annoy me and slow down my clearance rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm jumping from game to game because frankly I become bored with the "intracacies" of each game.  You have the limit donks who either call with any pair or high card or chase whatever gutshot/backdoor/flush draw they seem to have right to the bitter end.  Then you have the non limit donks willing to put their whole stack in the middle on either a bluff or a draw that always seems to hit when you have a monster hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these are the people you are supposed to make money on...right?  Well yeah but not as much money as people would have you believe.  The half the time they catch their miracle 2 outer is the time I have the most money in the middle.  The time they don't, they escape largely unscathed due to my proper milking tactics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I will bet a flush draw heavily if the occassion warrants it but if I'm doing that you bet it will be to the nut flush with top pair on board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did hit a straight flush this week, however not to be alarmed it was only on a micro table so the pot dragged was fairly limited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't win a $22 NL SNG on PartyPoker to save my life, I have no idea why.  Its not bad play its just a level where I run bad at, I've looked and magnified almost every hand.  If I ever move off the 11s I will go right to the 33s because I have ran that bad there.  I can win on Stars in the 20s but not on Party (where after looking through PT I have always been ahead on my last hand going all in).  Not that it matters much I can't even run PP software anymore unless I buy a new computer...it really is hillarious that these people did that exactly.  But hey they make more in an hour than I do in a day.  Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forumserver.twoplustwo.com/showflat.php?Cat=0&amp;Number=6331446&amp;amp;amp;an=&amp;page=0&amp;amp;vc=1"&gt;Buy a new computer to play on Party Poker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-115152671182570846?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/115152671182570846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=115152671182570846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115152671182570846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115152671182570846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-of-those-moods.html' title='One of those moods...'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-115099983038545118</id><published>2006-06-22T11:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T12:10:30.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cannot believe it!</title><content type='html'>What a game what a series what a Cup.&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to imagine a Canadian cheering for the Canes but no one appreciates the hardships I have saw this team through.  The dismal years in Hartford where, although I wish they were still there, were denied a request for a simple new arena as the old one was simply falling apart.  Drafting overrated players to see them fall apart and then flourish under a new team.  Its sad really that my team is in a dismal market but they are my team and no one can take that away from me.  The reality is if the team fails the market will eventually fail, its a fact that is difficult for me to accept.  The fact that I love this team and its players has nothing to do with where they are located it has everything to do with who they are.  Heck most of them are Canadians brought together by the simple fact they love to play hockey and want to hoist the cup and become embossed in a symbol of greatness by having their names on the cup.&lt;br /&gt;As I watch game 7 thoughts and images going through my head...Some of Canes hoisting the cup some of Oilers hoisting the cup (shake it off man, shake it off). &lt;br /&gt;The first goal I almost cried I was so happy...a lovely deflection which was long in the making after a 4-0 shutout/blowout in game 6.  When you go that long without a goal you wonder if the drought will ever end.  After that goal it was clear, the Canes came to play.  They were throwing around bodies with disregard and skating faster than I have ever seen them skate.   Of course always with a flair for the dramatics Edmonton put a goal in late and had me worried and the Canes had a goal not allowed that was clearly a goal.  At that point in time where the disallowed goal I had wondered what was going on there until I saw a picture clearly showing the puck in the net.  It seems as tho the Oil in their infinite wisdom had shovelled it out to make it look like it never went in.  But alas we did not need the goal and we went on to win and make memories for me that will last a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;I have never been a fan of a Stanley Cup team, did not become a fan after they hoisted the cup (which is where the majority of Oiler fanbase came from) five times in a decade and did not abandon the team when they finished second last the previous season. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be attending the season opener to watch the hoisting of the Stanley Cup banner.  It will be my first Canes game ever and will for sure be a great time.  I'm still floating on cloud nine right now and its hard to believe it actually happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-115099983038545118?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/115099983038545118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=115099983038545118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115099983038545118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115099983038545118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/06/cannot-believe-it.html' title='Cannot believe it!'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-115082778586685519</id><published>2006-06-20T11:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T12:24:13.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Your 2006 Stanley Cup Champions!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/1600/r695003370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/320/r695003370.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a game...at times I thought I would die because of the excitement/nervousness.  When it was all said and done the better team won and I went out and got drunk, etc.  to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-115082778586685519?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/115082778586685519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=115082778586685519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115082778586685519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115082778586685519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/06/your-2006-stanley-cup-champions.html' title='Your 2006 Stanley Cup Champions!!!'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-115067788356296645</id><published>2006-06-18T18:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T18:44:43.573-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pokerstars blogger tourney...fate is usual</title><content type='html'>Yeah as usual in a tourney I get all my money in preflop with the best hand and of course the result is the 10% winner!!  Riverstars is great for this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text results appended to pokerstove.txt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1,370,754  games     0.234 secs     5,857,923  games/sec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Board:&lt;br /&gt;Dead: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            equity (%)      win (%)    tie (%)&lt;br /&gt;Hand  1:    10.4866 %      10.01%     00.48%      { AdKd }&lt;br /&gt;Hand  2:    71.2863 %      70.81%     00.48%      { AcAh }&lt;br /&gt;Hand  3:    18.2271 %      18.11%     00.11%      { QcQs }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well its just a freeroll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canes better get it together tomorrow or this may be my last post ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGGGGGGGGHHHHHh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-115067788356296645?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/115067788356296645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=115067788356296645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115067788356296645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115067788356296645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/06/pokerstars-blogger-tourneyfate-is.html' title='Pokerstars blogger tourney...fate is usual'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-115056625978512888</id><published>2006-06-17T11:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T11:44:19.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Do it today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/1600/Storm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/320/Storm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really just fired up a couple SNGs on  Riverstars...and no it didn't take the river to finish me off twice in a row with Queens against the same hand...the mighty ATo...one guy was even drawing to 2 As but didn't need em as you can see below I sent an inquiry to riverstars...I expect a form letter in return..LOL...That's all for today, big blogger tourney tomorrow I had no idea there were over a thousand poker blogs out there???  Wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PokerStars   Tournament, Big Blind is t100 (5 handed)&lt;br /&gt;UTG (t1230)&lt;br /&gt;Hero (t1370)&lt;br /&gt;Button (t3965)&lt;br /&gt;SB (t5585)&lt;br /&gt;BB (t1350)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[b]Preflop:[/b] Hero is in CO with Q:diamond: Q:spade:&lt;br /&gt;[color:gray]UTG folds[/color], [color:red]Hero raises to t1370 (All-in)[/color], [color:gray]Button folds[/color], [color:gray]SB folds[/color], BB calls t1250 (All-in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[b]Flop:[/b] (t2770) T:diamond: T:heart: 6:heart: (2 players)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[b]Turn:[/b] (t2770) 7:diamond: (2 players)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[b]River:[/b] (t2770) 7:club: (2 players)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PokerStars   Tournament, Big Blind is t150 (6 handed) [url=http://www.pregopoker.com/hhconv/convert]Converter on pregopoker.com[/url]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UTG (t3125)&lt;br /&gt;UTG+1 (t385)&lt;br /&gt;CO (t2515)&lt;br /&gt;Button (t1970)&lt;br /&gt;Hero (t2720)&lt;br /&gt;BB (t2785)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[b]Preflop:[/b] Hero is in SB with Q:club: Q:heart:&lt;br /&gt;[color:gray]UTG folds[/color], [color:gray]UTG+1 folds[/color], [color:gray]CO folds[/color], [color:gray]Button folds[/color], [color:red]Hero raises to t600[/color], BB calls t450&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[b]Flop:[/b] (t1275) T:heart: 8:club: 6:diamond: (2 players)&lt;br /&gt;[color:red]Hero bets t2120 (All-in)[/color], BB calls t2120&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[b]Turn:[/b] (t5515) A:diamond: (2 players)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[b]River:[/b] (t5515) 4:spade: (2 players)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-115056625978512888?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/115056625978512888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=115056625978512888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115056625978512888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115056625978512888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/06/do-it-today.html' title='Do it today!'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-115017177262244881</id><published>2006-06-12T22:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T22:09:32.633-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One more boys!</title><content type='html'>One more win...thats all I will say for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus time  at Party Poker..saw some usual donktastic moves but all in all finished up after clearing the bonus.  I was up I think 3 or 4 buyins at once but alas got donked out of some pots later on.  Still trying to rebuild by br on PokerStars, doing so-so thus far but haven't been over playing too much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a fun weekend puking out my guts on Saturday morning...damn Denny's and their appealing mini burgers that were obviously tainted somehow.   Had a fun time drinking what I could trying to recover and not eating until Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else to report I think...my brain is still a little fried today it being Monday.  Back later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-115017177262244881?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/115017177262244881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=115017177262244881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115017177262244881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/115017177262244881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-more-boys.html' title='One more boys!'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114988214690717064</id><published>2006-06-09T13:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T13:42:26.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Clones not all their cracked up to be</title><content type='html'>I had a friend who for whatever reason was a clone. Whoever he hung out with he would become that person. He would like the same music, movies, sports teams, etc. until eventually that person got sick of him and then he would move on to a new one in the group to leech on to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was due to being afraid of being accepted for who you are. I can't respect this because I have come too far as a person and a human being to respect someone who is not themselves. Essentially I see them as lying to me every second I am with them and it makes me uncomfortable as they are really a phony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways this former "friend/clone" has created a riff in my current group of friends. Basically he has alienated every one of my friends at one time or another because of this behaviour. We have talked to him about it but either the message didn't come across clearly or he's just an idiot. There's a chance he will read this and I want him to understand where I am coming from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to explain his behaviour other than mega-annoying. He overpowers every conversation even if he isn't involved at all, he attempts to move in on friends of which he only has an association through me or another friend. This includes daily phone calls and constant unannounced drop-bys and invasion of space of both family and friends. He is exactly like Jim Carey in "The Cable Guy" which is funny because he used to work for a cable company but that is not how I met him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days I don't feel like talking...I rarely answer my phone on the weekends and am mostly an intravert after drinking on Fridays with my friends. This is not behaviour that is condusive to a happy friendship with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I say I don't like someone "He hates them". If I say I like some song on the radio he goes out buys the cd and plays it everyday in his car and then buys tickets to their concert. You got it...stalker like in nature towing the line between weird and weirder. I have no doubt if I let him carry on this way without cutting him off he would be wearing my skin as an overcoat attempting to be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm being a little harsh. But I had to be myself and get rid of this weirdo and associations with him even though it has been somewhat hard on my existing friendships that have been there long before he was ever in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its tough when someone has no life and decides to try and steal yours even though you know that could never happen. All I have to say is get your own life, this ones taken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All being said this post makes me feel like a girl or uber-geigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114988214690717064?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114988214690717064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114988214690717064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114988214690717064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114988214690717064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/06/clones-not-all-their-cracked-up-to-be.html' title='Clones not all their cracked up to be'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114977648921532406</id><published>2006-06-08T08:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T08:21:30.080-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mookie final table</title><content type='html'>I finally made a god foresaken final table.  And wouldn't you know it the donk of all donks SirWaffle himself was there.  After letting him double me up a few times I could wait no longer and got blinded out in 4th.  When it got down to four I didn't see a single quality hand nor an Ax or a Kx...I think I used that all up just before the bubble when I got QQ, KK and AA in relative succession.  However SirWaffle could not repeat and thus I was left happy that there is a bit of justice in the poker world.  (this is all tongue in cheak SirW but I think you can figure that out and if not I'll take some butter on ya next time, tough swallowing all that waffle batter dry)  It was a good time thanks to Mookie again for setting it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a religion you should change it..this is your new god:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/1600/ward67.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/320/ward67.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two more victories...thats all I'll say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114977648921532406?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114977648921532406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114977648921532406' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114977648921532406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114977648921532406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/06/mookie-final-table.html' title='Mookie final table'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114972391155210545</id><published>2006-06-07T17:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T17:45:11.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rebuild time</title><content type='html'>Time to rebuild my bankroll.  Have been donking it away buying stuff and spending a little loosely.  I'm going to take my stab at rebuilding it through Stars SNG's.  Last round I took 100 and turned it into 400 so I wasn't too unhappy with that result.  I only wish that would translate into some MTT wins but I guess I know better than that.  Just gotta remember to get all my money in with the worst hand and river someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO CANES GO!  God the excitement is honestly killing me, Game 2 tonight...Rolie's out for Edmonton and got to read some hillarious articles about 1) how we intentionally injured their goalie (even though when you look at the replay it was clearly Bergeron's fault) and 2) how Brindy cheats on faceoffs.  The latter one was the funniest ever, seriously.  Just cuz a guy goes 82% on faceoffs he's cheating?  This is the lamest thing I have ever heard from any opposing team.  I could complain about the 10 or 12 elbows dished out during the game but we won, I'm happy.  Just hopeful we can keep it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will play in the Mookie tonight against my better judgement, something has to give in MTTs for me seriously.  Only once in a PS MTT I got all in with a worse hand (and lost) otherwise its all in with the best hand and get killed by the doom switch known as pokerstars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114972391155210545?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114972391155210545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114972391155210545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114972391155210545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114972391155210545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/06/rebuild-time.html' title='Rebuild time'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114913274245142478</id><published>2006-05-31T21:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T21:34:27.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Took a shot at the Mookie....</title><content type='html'>Oh well it was fun...But being 70% to win isn't enough for me on Pokerstars...but hey when someone puts me all in whats a guy to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text results appended to pokerstove.txt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;990  games     0.062 secs    15,967  games/sec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Board: 6d 7h 5c&lt;br /&gt;Dead:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           equity (%)      win (%)    tie (%)&lt;br /&gt;Hand  1:    70.1010 %      69.09%     01.01%      { 4d3d }&lt;br /&gt;Hand  2:    29.8990 %      28.89%     01.01%      { Ah8h }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to the Peg for the weekend, should be alright even though the reason I am going is only because I already paid for my hotel.  (yeah I know damn those special rates).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have to say is the Canes better pull of game 7 on our home turf.  Game 6 was a joke for the refs but I won't go into my whining routine of how we got screwed you can watch the replays for yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114913274245142478?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114913274245142478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114913274245142478' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114913274245142478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114913274245142478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/05/took-shot-at-mookie.html' title='Took a shot at the Mookie....'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114892459468866055</id><published>2006-05-29T11:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T11:43:14.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally a live result...Donkfest at the local casino</title><content type='html'>The entrance fee was steep at 50 bones but took a chance on a Saturday afternoon and took my seat.  Got little action with my aces against donkfest cheater (at least I think anyways) who put me on pocket 8's as he said aloud.  Yeah pocket eights you moran, well seeing as tho you folded I guess you couldn't even beat that.  Later as well I had aces against the same moran who said the same thing again and I'm thinking...well I didnt' have them last time and even if I had them this time if you can't beat pocket eights what the fuck are you doing in the hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't figure this out tho, first the guy ends just before the break all in but somehow his cards get mucked.  He says they were pocket aces so they are dug out...ok so he wins the hand and has a fair amount of chips.  After the break he was losing hand over fist (mainly because he blows..all in with deuces on a QT8 board yeah ok) but somehow never lost any chips.  When he got to the final table or would come back from a smoke break he would seem to have more chips, something funny going on there for sure.  I don't think any amount of chips he could steal would have any effect on who was going to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going into the top 3 I had my one major suckout of the tourney.  I was getting low and the blinds were huge I moved in with A5s and my buddy Tim called my all in with A7.  Flop A25.  There it is, little Timmy didn't improve and I doubled up.  I think I eliminated him later with the fish hooks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heads up I had a huge chip lead, I thought I was a sure thing but the poker gods would have none of that giving my opponent the right cards and the right suckouts to take me down.  I had KJ in the sb and put him all in and he turns over KQ.  The blinds at this point were way too large and he barely had enough to cover a raise so putting him all in is a moot point.  I don't catch and he doubles up.  Again I pickup A5 in the bb and he picks up A9.  However he doesn't raise outta the sb so I again move to put him all in.  He calls and again doubles up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking what the hell do I gotta do here?  I picked up pocket jacks and he called with Ax and hit his ace I believe knocking my ass to the curb.  Oh well not a bad day 2nd place and some extra spending money.  Its hard to know you are the better player and just are getting "outplayed" by the luck of the cards.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were two girls enamoured by my win..one I'm sure weighed over 4hund the other I'm sure was old enough to be my granny with no teeth of course.  I bought them a couple drinks to shut them up and keep them at bay.  I think Granny no teeth may have given me an aunt sofie kiss on the neck.  That was not what I needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However the dealer was another dish entirely.  She wasn't real hot (but had that vibe and a hot bod to boot) but I could tell she was diggin' me, laughed at every joke I laid down on the felt as by this time I had out my A+ material after six beer.   Yeah I still got it...(haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off to eat with the losers aka my friends and then off to the local casino to take in some 3/6.  If you ever need a sure thing and can play patient for a few hours you need to visit our casino.  Home of the worst players this side of Canada for sure.  Just a taste of what you can expect....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pick up AKh in MP,  I just call as I know how the action goes, it gets around to wheelchair man and he raises it.  Now there are four others already limped in this pot, one folds so I pop it again.  Wheelchair man caps it and everyone and their dog call.  Ok I'm thinking QQ or KK for sure here so I am ready to slow down. &lt;br /&gt;Flop comes QT8.  Since I am first to act I just check, Here the pot is so huge that I pretty much have to hope for running hearts or a J.  But what have we here a bet from EP, I call MP+1 raises, he calls, I call.  Ok this is interesting.  I don't catch my J or running hearts and fold on the river.  But I get to see what wheelchair man is holding...84o...The others Q8 and Q7 respectively.  Hey if you can cap with those hands you are the better man than me.&lt;br /&gt;Nice hand sir. &lt;br /&gt;He did lose to 2 pair I believe so it came with some satisfaction but its nice to see my tax dollars going to a good cause.&lt;br /&gt;Basically at this casino the rule is call with any 2 and when you hit call it down or raise if you hit big (2 pair).  I did break even when my K9h hit 2 pair off the flop and the donkinator across from me called me down with A high (and to think I was worried when that third spade hit).&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard for me to play in that casino and remain patient with those donkeys, especially when I'm pretty hammered. &lt;br /&gt;We ended the night meeting up with a bunch of friends at a local pub...oh yeah and a 3am stop at IHOP type of place to end the night even though after the huge meal earlier I think I maybe ate two bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more victory and my Canes are cup-bound.  Here's hoping they pull it off.  After last night like I said if there ever was a man I could love it would be STILLMAN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114892459468866055?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114892459468866055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114892459468866055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114892459468866055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114892459468866055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/05/finally-live-resultdonkfest-at-local.html' title='Finally a live result...Donkfest at the local casino'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114857577357700753</id><published>2006-05-25T10:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T10:49:33.643-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Bobby Bracelet....</title><content type='html'>Ok I'm not a morning person. At one time when I was in college I was a morning person, I don't have any idea when it all came unravelled. I used to blare music at 6:30am so I could hear it in the shower, much to the chagrin of my parents. All types of music from Nirvana to 2 Live Crew was heard coming out of my basement dwelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now however I hate the mornings, the only time this subsided was fishing up north when I could open a can of beer at 7:00 am and not feel guilty about it. Now this fact in hand I hate conversations in the morning, I would rather take a meat hook and gouge out your eyes than have a conversation that requires any amount of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get enough sleep...I workout regularly...I drink very rarely during the weekdays. Not sure what my issue is but I am a morning grouch. I have serious road rage issues in the morning driving to &lt;del&gt;hell&lt;/del&gt; work.  Is it that hard to get your Honda civic all the way in the turning lane before halting to a complete stop before making a slow crawl into a right turn?  Yeah I know you want to avoid either a) hitting the curb because you suck at driving when sleeping and b) flipping your huge civic while going around corners at the high speeds of 10mph and c)  putting me into a fit of rage as you block off my lane so that I have to wait at the next four hour red light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry that finger you saw I got five of them ready to shove down your throat at a moments notice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are morning people attracted to us non-morningites?  What part of the scowl and scrunched up forehead don't you understand?  Would it be easier if I just wear a t-shirt of me giving you the finger that would keep you away?  Is it my one word answers that are barely audible which encourage more conversation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die morning people die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just drink more coffee...oh yeah I didn't have any today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114857577357700753?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114857577357700753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114857577357700753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114857577357700753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114857577357700753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/05/ode-to-bobby-bracelet.html' title='Ode to Bobby Bracelet....'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114849966022617921</id><published>2006-05-24T13:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T09:18:38.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Looks like a cool event</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="height: 140px; width: 400px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pokerstars.com/blog_tournament/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pokerstars.com/blog_tournament/images/blogger-tournament-2006-1.gif" alt="Online Poker" style="margin-right: 10px;" align="left" border="0" height="127" width="127" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have registered to play in the &lt;a href="http://www.pokerstars.com/blog_tournament/"&gt;PokerStars World Blogger Championship of Online Poker&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.pokerstars.com/"&gt;Online Poker&lt;/a&gt; Tournament is a No Limit Texas Holdem event exclusive to Bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Registration code: 7330476&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114849966022617921?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114849966022617921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114849966022617921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114849966022617921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114849966022617921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/05/looks-like-cool-event.html' title='Looks like a cool event'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114818907463163535</id><published>2006-05-20T22:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T23:24:34.660-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just be yourself for fk sakes</title><content type='html'>Ok this post is hard to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your own flesh and blood decides out of the blue that they don't like what they are doing and to change it all and quit without even a conversation about it.  Seriously I thought I wouldn't have a hard time with it but I am.  I just can't understand how you dedicate 15 years of your life to a dream, something that you have achieved and then throw it all away like nothing.  I mean it is not my decision, far from it, but to go from a career ending injury working hard all offseason, being faster and stronger and more excited than before to prove to the world you belong and then to quit?  I'm sorry I just don't understand...I'm trying to but I don't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not speaking for selfish reasons, nor the fact that I get more satisfaction seeing you on the field than I would myself.  I'm speaking for you, five years from now....thinking what could have been as you work the meaningless graveyard beat pounding pavement and handing out speeding tickets.  Or worse, like myself, waking up to a meaningless job working with people that could care less whether you quit or stay on as a dedicated employee for 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know most of you won't understand this post but for my bro, this was his life.  If he didn't want to do it anymore why not quit 10 years ago?   When your body hadn't already paid a heavy price for working in this industry for free?  Its like a 10 year internship where you work your ass off for 10 years for the promise of someday making money doing what you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If its not what you love why the hell are you doing it?  Do you honestly think that others close to you care what you do?  They are just happy to see you happy and nothing else...if your happy pushing a broom then I'm happy...if your happy playing Peter North in the next feature xxx well I'm happy (just don't expect me to watch it lol). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know relationships come and go...you can't build a relationship on a lie.  If a relationship is why you are giving up a dream then that is the wrong reason.  Your partner will pay for this in years to come and more likely get fed up with you and find some weak ass poet (sorry Joe Speaker) to kick your as to the curb too.  And then what?  You gave up your dreams for this girl and she gave up your dreams to some douchebag who reads a lot of Hallmark. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the reasons are true, I guess I just have to learn to accept the fact.  Don't get me wrong, I'm ok with it, I was simply just trying to support my flesh and blood in what I thought was making them extremely happy.  I was there when you broke your collarbone in your sophmore year, I was there when you broke your arm in your junior year and I was there for the great senior year when you took the team on your shoulders and made it a one man show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there when you barely made the Junior team...I was there when you were a standout and were battling for respect when you were clearly more talented than anyone else in your position.  I was there when you were the best player in the championship game on your home field.  How can I not be broken up about the situation, I really only wanted to see you succeed at something I thought you loved doing.  You were living a dream, everyone's dream...most of us would give our left and right nut for even a piece of that pie.  But its a pie that I guess you did not want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why live a lie?  I thought my lessons in love and life would have taught you that honesty is really the only way to live your life.  Be true to yourself, that is the only golden rule in my handbook.  I have learned over and over again if you aren't true to yourself you will only regret what is around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I hope is that you are happy, nothing more nothing less.  Although I'm not sure I would believe you if you say that you are because all the facts contradict that statement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I guess I just don't understand but then again its your life live it as you see fit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114818907463163535?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114818907463163535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114818907463163535' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114818907463163535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114818907463163535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-be-yourself-for-fk-sakes.html' title='Just be yourself for fk sakes'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114799025125008924</id><published>2006-05-18T15:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T16:13:07.900-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend memories...</title><content type='html'>As some of the weekend memories begin to creep back in I am reminded of why I live like I do and keep the company that I do. Its simple: Life is short and if you don't spend it doing the things you love and with the people you love whats the point?&lt;br /&gt;Also this line from my best friend who passed away at 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Friends are the family you choose for yourself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its sad really that people can't just go out and have a good time and let loose. You know the type the one that reserves themselves to planning out the day or weekend and couldn't be bothered whether they were having a good time or digging a trench. So I start my Thursday off and my friend from another city is in town and I definately take it upon myself to ensure she has a good time. I start out with the intention that it will be a relatively calm night but four schooners later I am looking to get loose. Work has really been stressing me lately and sitting on a deck with a large frosty mug was just the medicine I needed. A few phone calls later we are in a pub with reinforcements drinking small rye and cokes and running up a huge tab. The waitress started out the night disinterested but we quickly got her to come around with our quick wit and drunken charm. (more on the waitress later) After watching the hockey game headed on down to the local mega Casino where more drinks were in mind and although I was encouraged to play poker I decided against this and gave some cash to my friend in town to try their luck at BJ. She was doing fine until some jerk decided to criticize her play. We called him on and he backed down (for obvious reasons), seriously I don't know where people get off these days she was just having fun playing blackjack. Who cares that your 15 didn't beat the dealers 6....oh that woulda been a bust card, how about I bust your face?? Uh yeah didn't think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after that fun it runs into like 3am or so and we drop my friends off at the hotel she is staying at. She obviously takes a liking to one of my single friends and T and I spy on them going into the hotel together. I have nothing against people hooking up but friends doing friends sucks it gives you bad images. It doesn't matter if they are guy/girl or guy/guy (although luckily its guy/girl) its still friends...ewwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow was pretty hung over on Friday but of course I am out again like a dirty shoe starting it off easy with some Coronas at a local pub watching EDM vs SJ. I am a little more tame until the night progresses at a local nightclub where I run into the waitress from the night before. My friend who is in town she goes over and talks to her and sends the waitress over to us. Immediately she is onto me like white on rice (conversation wise) although I think she had some interest there (from what the girl who I was with saying). Nothing like pumping the ego of a 30ish former highschool football star...lol. Anyways after buying her a shot and chatty chatty and after a few girls asking to feel my arms (no that doesn't happen everyday just on occassion) I decide our conversation is going downhill as I'm drunk and have run out of funny one-liners to say. So its the "Hope you guys have a good time" (as she was with a girl-friend who had twins and apparently didn't get out very often or so the conversation went) and she comes back with "Yeah I am having a good time"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn the loud bar music....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets try that again, I turn my attention to my cousin who is a girl that just happened to be at the bar and pretend to be involved in a conversation. They take the hint and move along... man I suck at ending conversations. However through the night I am greeted by her eyes more than once which, if I can remember from my pimpin days, means she is interested in taking this elsewhere. Obviously being a married deadbeat I ignore all advances and get blasted, not normally blasted but sick blasted...either that or someone slipped something into my drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I remember from this point is a lot of dancing by the bar and a lot of funny moves and then black....I wake up in the bathroom as it is the coldest place in the house and it takes me more than 2 days to recover. My friend wasn't too pleased with me leaving (although I didn't remember) at 2am, not sure how I got home but at least I did. (no I didn't drive) I made it up to her next night taking her to a local bikers bar where her friend was playing a gig in some band. Luckily it only lasted 1-2 hours as I'm not sure I coulda made it away from the toilet that long if you catch my drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this weekend I wasn't sure if I could get on the horse again but now that it is Thursday that horse is looking mighty tasty right about now. It definately was a weekend to remember, she had a blast (and got laid although I refuse to discuss this with either parties involved) and I learned to not leave your drink in the vicinity where it might get confused with some 19 year old hottie who's date is attempting to slip her a mickey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am SNG man lately.....thats it thats all, 23% ROI thusfar at low buyin level.  Not so bad 85 points left to clear bonus at PS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114799025125008924?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114799025125008924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114799025125008924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114799025125008924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114799025125008924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/05/weekend-memories.html' title='Weekend memories...'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114766685174970396</id><published>2006-05-14T22:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T22:26:41.900-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad blogger!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/1600/front514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/320/front514.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time without an entry here...its been a wild couple of weeks. Its been one of those weeks where you need a break from partying where your body aches and hurts and where no amount of sleep will catch you up to normal. A friend from out of town was in and we really let 'er rip. I would fill you in on the details but its hard when you don't remember many of them. Thursday started out with the addage of a take it easy attitude...well that didn't work out as Schooners (very large beer) on a deck soon turned into little ryes at a neighboring pub and then into debauchery at the casino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want you to come all over my face"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A line my buddy used at the craps table as he watched craps for the first time. Yes it was outtta hand and yes there were a few almost fights but all in all no one got hurt and the night ended peacefully (from what I can remember).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been playing too much poker lately as after I ran bad at PP kinda got sick of losing, cashed out some of my coin and am rebuilding my bankroll via SNGs at Pokerstars (trying to clear a bonus I have waiting for me). Thats how I first started everything so I re-read up on SNG methods and here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to get back into the WPBT again when my bankroll can support it as I had fun playing in those tourneys even if luck was never on my side. I love the blogger community and hopefully again can rejoin those crazy tourneys that were such a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost forgot...&lt;br /&gt;GOOOOO CANES!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114766685174970396?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114766685174970396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114766685174970396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114766685174970396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114766685174970396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/05/bad-blogger.html' title='Bad blogger!!'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114668968616444082</id><published>2006-05-03T14:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T14:27:22.983-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonus time = bad run</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/1600/gtlive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/320/gtlive.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Damn! Just when I thought I would cash in on the latest PP bonus I start running bad. We are talking some bad hands here, fh running into bigger fh. Sets falling to drawing flushes, repeatedly!! Damn you party poker doom switch!!! I have to rebuild although I didn't take a huge hit thanks to clearing the bonus it still bothered me some. I decided to take a break for a few days and regroup. I may try my hand at limit again even though NL is obviously my game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to dabble in playing some &lt;a href="http://www.goldentee.com"&gt;Golden Tee live&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I ran into this guy a while back that is absolutely killing the game. We are talking -28 to -31 where most would struggle to get -22. I saw the guy skip the damn ball off the water Jesus like! Finally on Friday I was drunk and had to talk to him. He was a low talker so some of the conversation was a bit hard to understand in my state. That and my friends were being way too loud. He was a bit of a strange character and you could tell that not everything was 100% right there. I told him I was amazed he could do this well so he told me a few things like how he has been playing since '91 and got better when he went to a GT convention (didn't know they even had them). He also said he makes a living off of playing GT. I was flabbergasted by this revelation but if you figure it out he finishes first on almost every course I have seen him play. Thats a 6 dollar profit on every game (give or take a few). You add it up after a while and that could turn into some serious coin. I also looked around the net and found some major tournaments with 5-10,000 dollar prize pools...its amazing when your eyes are opened up to something new. Now I know I could never do this because for one I suck ass at this game comparitively but its interesting nonetheless. So hats off to you D. Assman! Even though you are weird and alone at the bar on Friday/Saturday night I admire your fortitude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes that means I tried to pull a double header this weekend. Silly old man I am. Friday was a blast most of which I don't remember but included me lifting a pool table that weighed a ton (coin op) just to prove that I could when someone else couldn't. Also promising someone I know that I would come and pick them up to work out in my gym when I know with gas prices as they are right now is not a possibility. Although it would be nice to have a workout partner but they gotta get there on their own. Saturday went out with a wimper as the morning was DRAFT DAY!!! We gorged ourselves with food watching the NFL Draft and watched my team (49ers) have what I think was the best draft in years (Vernon Davis and Manny Lawson, etc). However by the time 6:00 rolled around it was time to go out to a steak night where I ran into D. Assman again. Yep playing the same game all night although I did see him talk to a couple people even though I don't think he was with any of them. I decided not to talk to him as I didn't want to be some weird stalker gay guy even though I am enamoured by his skill. I attempted to get drunk but the attempt proved fruitful as rye would not do the trick. Ended up going home by 11....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/1600/Still.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/320/Still.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This leads me to last night, I decided to catch the Canes game on tv at a local pub. After many double ryes we managed to pull a victory off a deflected shot (take it any where we can) and moved on to round two in the playoffs! I am pumped as Cam Ward looked awesome coming off the bench to save the season. Honourable mention goes out to Eric Stahl, Brindy and Justin Williams. For those that don't know I used to be a Hartford Whaler fan and when my team moved I moved with them. I started cheering for the Whale in 1990 when I was a young lad and just started to watch hockey. Don't ask why it was just because I admired the underdog and the Whale were always that, I admired Ronny Francis for shedding the Jagr "image" (that Jagr made him the player he is) and coming into his own as a player and a leader. I also admired many of the players we had and continue to do so (Chris Pronger, Marek Malik, Adam Burt, Pat Verbeek, etc, etc). The one player I admired who did not pan out was Andrei Nikolishin, I really thought he would be the next superstar. Alas I was wrong but goddamn he was good in NHL '96!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114668968616444082?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114668968616444082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114668968616444082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114668968616444082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114668968616444082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/05/bonus-time-bad-run.html' title='Bonus time = bad run'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114624583882706199</id><published>2006-04-28T11:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T20:45:20.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no post</title><content type='html'>Sorry somedays you just feel lame putting a post in your "totally gay online diary" (as &lt;a href="http://www.one2many.blogspot.com//"&gt;Bobby Bracelet&lt;/a&gt; would put it) so the reason for the long haul without a post.  Last friday played in a charity tournament that unfortunately turned out to be totally -EV.  I'll explain...basically the entry fee was 100 bucks with half going to the charity.  Ok no big deal.  Max was 100 players, so I figure about 5 grand in the prize pool, not too shabby.  However....they also had 20 dollar rebuys and an addon of which none went back into the pot.  And did I mention only 40 people showed up?  UGGGGHHH...No wonder they got the entrance fee before we showed up.  Also they paid out top 10 so top prize was a whooping 520 dollars.   I busted out after the break when I came back and had pocket tens which I raised and got re-raised and called.  I believe the guy had a set of jacks on the flop and tried reeling me in.  I wouldn't have any of it and folded but it left me with hardly any chips.  I waited for a hand and moved in with A3h I think the guy had QJ and rivered a Jack to send me packing.  My buddy Neil won the whole thing so the night was capped with our usual Jag bombs and drunken 3am breakfast meal.   Along with it I left many voicemails to all my friends who were either sleeping or too annoyed by my phone calls to answer.  (most likely the latter)  I do not remember what I said in these voicemails but was reminded  of one which was played back to me at my entertainment.  I did not recognize the voice in the recording but a lot of what he said was really funny, man that guy is da bomb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been trying to play more online but it seems as though I am hitting me head against the wall and unclear of how to play.  Like I got TPTK and I fold to reraises because I figure the rock has a set which he does.  Even if it is a good read(s) it still sucks as this is totally wrecking the poker portion of my brain.   Like why am I calling this raise with AKs...uggggghhh.  I have been trying to stay away from MTTs for now as I just cannot get that one time where I pull all the way through.  My goal of winning a seat at any tournament is really hanging by a thread when I don't have the balls to play any of them after my 120 dollar venture in Party's WSOP steps failed to get me past round 2 (2-bubbles one early exit).  Once I am done clearing the many bonuses I have waiting I will again dive into winning a major MTT.  I know it will come together sometime to make me enough to buy a CFL team..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is the NFL Draft and that is the first football event of the year.  It is so boring and mundane that we cook awesome food all weekend and have a great time.  Prime Rib, Taco dip,  many salads and chef special supremes are on the menu this weekend.  I also flew in some Dr. Pepper Berries and Cream for the occassion as it is not yet in stores here.  To inform those of the uniqueness of a chef special supreme it is a layer of hashbrowns topped with a layer of eggs sunny side up and topped with bacon, sausage, back bacon, ham, green peppers, orange peppers and onions.  Basically it can also substitute for an instant heart-attack if necessary as an extraordinary amount of grease is required to keep this dish tasty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad to see &lt;a href="http://taopoker.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pauly&lt;/a&gt; is back and once again found his mojo.  You go girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114624583882706199?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114624583882706199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114624583882706199' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114624583882706199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114624583882706199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/04/long-time-no-post.html' title='Long time no post'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114540301649159762</id><published>2006-04-18T16:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T19:41:53.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crue delivered</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/1600/13-04-06_2127.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/320/13-04-06_2127.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night started out simply with some warm up brews at my humble abode and then a road trip to pick up some ahemm Crue enhancer. Then it was over to my buddy's house for a few more warm up brews (you can never have too many of these). After proceeding to warm up with beer and some Crue enhancer we then made our way to the dome. Met up with a few more buddies and then noticed the sign of death for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bar closes at 8:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh excuse me...this is Motley Crue not fucken Hillary Duff right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well since it was just about 7:15 I then proceeded to drink as much as I could physically handle in just over an hour. Needless to say the venture was successful eventhough it almost ended in a fist fight with the bouncer that decided everyone in line couldn't get a drink at 8:28 (even though the tokens we purchased for said alcoholic beverages were meaningless after tonight). However, since my one friend works at this place he was able to sway the decision and snag us a few more drinks.&lt;br /&gt;In the process of getting as hammered as I could before the 3 hour break from drinking I noticed something...this was a sorry ass looking crowd. Back combing was back with a vengence along with acid wash jeans and ripped t-shirts (not sure that was ever really in). I couldn't tell if the people here were actually trying to look 80's or just hopped out of their trailer and decided to mosy on down for an $80 concert. Somehow I think its the latter but I could definately be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We make our way to our seats and find row 16, not too bad could see most of the debauchery from that row. The show had everything a rock show should have, loud music, a pumped up crowd and lotso nudity. Although I know a lot of people criticized them for that fact (papers, etc) I applaud them. The titty cam is a great invention by the otherwise boring Tommy Lee (he can keep the rap/techno crap and shove it) and really spruces up the show by showing what the local girls have to offer. Some were good, some were awful but all were good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music was probably less than ideal as Vince's voice has never sung a good note from what I can remember but they more than made up for that showing with the midgets, topless fire breathers and huge pyro. All in all a good night and a solid 8/10 for the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the concert needless to say I needed a drink..badly and was not prepared to wait in a lineup to wait in a lineup for a drink. So we went to a bar that had a total of 6 people in it but its not what you think. It was a classy bar but just not really open for a full night of business (no DJ, etc). Started out slow there but soon we befriended the owners (who were actually tending bar because they did not have staff on that night) and had him playing various KISS and Motley tunes for us to enjoy. A couple SOCO and Jag bomb shots (with the owner) later and the night was on its way to legend status. The night concluded with a stop at Denny's where I proceeded to film an entertaining re-enactment of Rocky done by my bud Justin. Not sure how we didn't get kicked out as in retrospect it seems as though we were very loud. ood night in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the weekend was spent recovering and relaxing and getting suckered into buying another rabbit for my daughter. Its all good I know who the real boss is....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114540301649159762?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114540301649159762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114540301649159762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114540301649159762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114540301649159762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/04/crue-delivered.html' title='The Crue delivered'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114489663544233729</id><published>2006-04-12T20:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T10:52:05.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Motley mfn Crue</title><content type='html'>Well tomorrow is the start of Easter Weekend. Will be partaking in a festive Motley Crue concert that will no doubt include midgets and strippers if the last one was any indication. I plan on being heavily intoxicated to kick off the weekend and probably spend the rest of it recovering half deaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying hard to qualify for a big money event however have been very unsuccessful. Tonight I got my set of nines all in against a lonely flush draw (which always seems to happen) and it hits on the turn like always and the board doesn't pair (again like always). At that point I woulda had a share of the lead but instead I'm out 210th. I don't know about you but frustration is at an all time high and with all the reports of bots out there lately maybe this isn't the way to make money. I have a feeling its more of a wide spread problem than people think. I have checked PT and everytime I am all in against a flush draw in an MTT tourney I have lost no matter how strong my hand is. Mind you I haven't played a ton of MTTs but seriously 1/4 times for them to make the flush is 4/4 against me. Which is why I have the frustation of hating MTTs but they are the only way to make a big hit in the moolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on from my depressing MTT life, the only thing motivating me at work is the simple fact I have four days off this weekend and will enjoy and squeeze every last ounce out of them. We have a work lunch tomorrow where they looked for some feedback on what kind of pizza to order..my actual response:&lt;br /&gt;"I don't care what kind of pizza as long as its not anything gay.  (spinach-feta gay like)"&lt;br /&gt;My coworkers response (before he read my reply)&lt;br /&gt;"I love spinach and feta....."&lt;br /&gt;Hey I can't help it if he is a gay man in a straight man's life...damn dutch liberals.&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy easter I know I will be looking for the easter bunny at 3:00 am on Friday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit- Just entered the Absolute 25K freeroll:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="400" height="150" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pokersourceonline.com/images/blog.gif" alt="Bloggers Championship" width="125" height="125"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;  I am registered to play in the&lt;br&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.pokersourceonline.com/blogger-freeroll.asp"&gt;Online Poker Blogger Freeroll&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;  Win your share of $25,000 and a set&lt;br&gt;  of Nevada Jacks &lt;a href="http://www.nevadajacks.net"&gt;poker chips&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;b&gt;Hosted By:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.pokersourceonline.com/reviews/absolute-poker/"&gt;Absolute Poker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;b&gt;Sponsored By:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.pokersourceonline.com"&gt;Poker Source Online&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;b&gt;Registration Code:&lt;/b&gt; 71668580&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114489663544233729?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114489663544233729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114489663544233729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114489663544233729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114489663544233729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/04/motley-mfn-crue.html' title='Motley mfn Crue'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114434243458865556</id><published>2006-04-06T10:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T13:03:46.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home game...wait I'm sober!!</title><content type='html'>First of all lemme pimp&lt;a href="http://www.one2many.blogspot.com/"&gt; bobby bracelet&lt;/a&gt; and the noble cause he is raising money for.  Personally I would rather he not risk life and limb (and a lengthy hospital stay) by playing soccer for eight hours but to each their own.  Please go on over and donate today.  I donated what I could as cancer has affected everyone's life in one way shape or form. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Leah who has cancer is very sick and continues intense chemo treatments, I have donated what I can of my bankroll to her along with some other funds I raised from generous others.  Hopefully I can hold another tournament in order to raise more funds for her but if you wish to donate some to Leah as well then let me know.  My userid on pokerstars is HCR33 if you wish to donate.  I believe I will be going down there later this week or next to make a donation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that is all out of the way....Had a live real life home game last night.  The game was on hiatus for a while and I had a good time however yours truly did not get hammered.  It was a late night and mostly everyone else was but I really did not drink all that much.  I stayed sober enough to enjoy the junk kicking when my 2pr failed to improve at a donkeys flopped straight.  This guy played most pots, raises mean nothing to him and he is the epitome of a donkey.  You can pretty much move on him with any 2 cards and unless he has TP or something like the nutz you will get him off his hand.   But alas thats not what I was there for the five dollars is chump change and the pots are a serious joke...I was there for the simple socialization and the feel of chips and live real cards in your hands.  It was a good time although a little late for me as I am draggin' ass today at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of that at what point to you define your job a dead end?  Well folks mine is it...Little to no career advancement (although that is not what I want), a terrible working environment which is not conducisive to concentration whatsoever, and a boring job that has no satisfaction, rewards or appreciation for your work.   Until I find out otherwise I will continue to have a kick ass time here on earth but this work thing is really getting me down.  If I didn't suck so much at poker lately I would seriously consider trying poker out as an almost full time job.  It would definaetly suck as well but at least I wouldn't hate life as much as I do when I have to wake up and come to this hell foresaken 8 hour prison.  What is my calling?  I have no idea...previously before I got in the IT world I thought this was it.  Well I was obviously wrong....dead wrong.  I know I hated working for the family business but I really do not remember hating it this much.  What is my calling?  I am not sure at all but I'm hoping I figure the damn thing out soon before its too late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114434243458865556?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114434243458865556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114434243458865556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114434243458865556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114434243458865556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/04/home-gamewait-im-sober.html' title='Home game...wait I&apos;m sober!!'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114411794568721140</id><published>2006-04-03T20:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T01:08:49.553-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunken 75th place</title><content type='html'>Yes I was late but I didn't deserve this fate...I knew I was beat but I'm not the type of player to lay down trip jacks when drunk.  Sorry not even I can predict when all four jacks will be in play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seat 1: jerge88 (4190 in chips)&lt;br /&gt;Seat 2: tml10023 (5205 in chips)&lt;br /&gt;Seat 3: SoxLover (2978 in chips)&lt;br /&gt;Seat 4: Drizztdj (8181 in chips)&lt;br /&gt;Seat 5: HCR33 (4770 in chips)&lt;br /&gt;Seat 6: wwonka (7461 in chips)&lt;br /&gt;Seat 7: maigrey (6010 in chips)&lt;br /&gt;Seat 9: surflexus (4715 in chips)&lt;br /&gt;Drizztdj: posts small blind 25&lt;br /&gt;HCR33: posts big blind 50&lt;br /&gt;*** HOLE CARDS ***&lt;br /&gt;Dealt to HCR33 [Ks Jc]&lt;br /&gt;Drizztdj said, "ty"&lt;br /&gt;wwonka: calls 50&lt;br /&gt;maigrey: folds&lt;br /&gt;surflexus: folds&lt;br /&gt;jerge88: folds&lt;br /&gt;tml10023: folds&lt;br /&gt;SoxLover: calls 50&lt;br /&gt;Drizztdj: calls 25&lt;br /&gt;HCR33: checks&lt;br /&gt;*** FLOP *** [3s Jd 7h]&lt;br /&gt;Drizztdj: checks&lt;br /&gt;HCR33: bets 150&lt;br /&gt;wwonka: calls 150&lt;br /&gt;SoxLover: calls 150&lt;br /&gt;Drizztdj: folds&lt;br /&gt;*** TURN *** [3s Jd 7h] [Jh]&lt;br /&gt;HCR33: bets 200&lt;br /&gt;wwonka: calls 200&lt;br /&gt;SoxLover: folds&lt;br /&gt;*** RIVER *** [3s Jd 7h Jh] [9s]&lt;br /&gt;Drizztdj said, "evening Weak"&lt;br /&gt;HCR33: bets 500&lt;br /&gt;wwonka: raises 2100 to 2600&lt;br /&gt;HCR33 said, "oh well gg"&lt;br /&gt;wwonka said, "what u got?"&lt;br /&gt;HCR33: raises 1770 to 4370 and is all-in&lt;br /&gt;wwonka: calls 1770&lt;br /&gt;*** SHOW DOWN ***&lt;br /&gt;HCR33: shows [Ks Jc] (three of a kind, Jacks)&lt;br /&gt;wwonka: shows [Js As] (three of a kind, Jacks - Ace kicker)&lt;br /&gt;wwonka said, "gg"&lt;br /&gt;wwonka collected 9790 from pot&lt;br /&gt;SoxLover said, "grim"&lt;br /&gt;*** SUMMARY ***&lt;br /&gt;Total pot 9790 | Rake 0&lt;br /&gt;Board [3s Jd 7h Jh 9s]&lt;br /&gt;Seat 1: jerge88 folded before Flop (didn't bet)&lt;br /&gt;Seat 2: tml10023 folded before Flop (didn't bet)&lt;br /&gt;Seat 3: SoxLover (button) folded on the Turn&lt;br /&gt;Seat 4: Drizztdj (small blind) folded on the Flop&lt;br /&gt;Seat 5: HCR33 (big blind) showed [Ks Jc] and lost with three of a kind, Jacks&lt;br /&gt;Seat 6: wwonka showed [Js As] and won (9790) with three of a kind, Jacks&lt;br /&gt;Seat 7: maigrey folded before Flop (didn't bet)&lt;br /&gt;Seat 9: surflexus folded before Flop (didn't bet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free beer is good and I think I have just played in my last MTT for a while.  GL to all and to all a good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114411794568721140?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114411794568721140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114411794568721140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114411794568721140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114411794568721140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/04/drunken-75th-place.html' title='Drunken 75th place'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114399883536765459</id><published>2006-04-02T11:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T11:27:15.386-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This defines me...</title><content type='html'>If I could ever find one hand that defines my poker play this would be the one...Headsup in a sat sng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seat 6 is the button&lt;br /&gt;Total number of players : 2&lt;br /&gt;Seat 9: Me ( $7835 )&lt;br /&gt;Seat 6: Villain ( $12165 )&lt;br /&gt;Trny:21621411 Level:5&lt;br /&gt;Blinds(150/300)&lt;br /&gt;** Dealing down cards **&lt;br /&gt;Dealt to Me [  Ad Qh ]&lt;br /&gt;Villain calls [150].&lt;br /&gt;Me raises [900].&lt;br /&gt;Villain is all-In  [11865]&lt;br /&gt;Me is all-In  [6635]&lt;br /&gt;** Dealing Flop ** [ 4h, Ts, 4c ]&lt;br /&gt;** Dealing Turn ** [ 7c ]&lt;br /&gt;** Dealing River ** [ 4d ]&lt;br /&gt;Me shows [ Ad, Qh ] three of a kind, fours.&lt;br /&gt;Villain shows [ Ah, 4s ] four of a kind, fours.&lt;br /&gt;Villain wins 4330 chips from  side pot #1  with four of a kind, fours.&lt;br /&gt;Villain wins 15670 chips from  the main pot  with four of a kind, fours.&lt;br /&gt;Me finished in second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend was good...got obliterated on Friday at the expense of my best friend (at my ahemm.. objections).  The Jag bomb shots were my eventual downfall however I am pleased to report I am still drinking puke free since 93.   We started out at a pub and moved on to the bar where surprisingly there was no lineup.  I only remember one highlight there, a girl proceeded to dance on the ledge where they have conveniently setup poles (which I am sure is for building codes) in a short black number with no panties.  Luckily (for me) she wasn't hiding the fact that she innocently forgot to don the underwear look for tonight.  She wasn't that great but she wasn't bad enough not to gawk for a few minutes.    I'm not one to pass up a free look at a hairless poontang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partook in a UFC style event yesterday and it was a pretty cool experience.  I knew one of the fighters there and he did fairly well but the contest ended in a draw.   Most of the first matches were very short (under a minute) and kinda exciting.  The last few matches were more experienced fighters so they lasted longer some ending in decisions.  It was a good time although I lost about 10 pounds in the sauna arena as it is named from this day forward.  I hope they didn't pay too much to rent that building.  The washrooms turned into a swim-up washroom where you had the fine pleasure of wading through water/piss/unmentionables on your way to a stall.  They sold tokens for drinks, however the token line ran into the drink line so no one knew what the hell was going on...Not to mention there was only one way out when you got a drink..thats right back through the same line you just spent 1/2 hour in.   All in all tho it was a good night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try and finish off my step quest today (albeit on a losing note) and hit up some other tourneys that have sat entries where I can hopefully get my goal accomplished.  Maybe I will luck out and win the PS tourney tomorrow that Iggy has setup. (yeah I know you can stop laughing now)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114399883536765459?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114399883536765459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114399883536765459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114399883536765459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114399883536765459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-defines-me.html' title='This defines me...'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114382306481278929</id><published>2006-03-31T10:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T10:37:44.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm gonna lose it</title><content type='html'>Ok work is seriously driving me up a wall right now and I may go AWOL (but I have done that b4 so its no big deal and probably no one will notice).  Its great when they setup meetings for no reason to discuss items that have no chance in being resolved simply by talking about them.  It is at a desparation point for me and thoughts of taking over the family business has re-entered my head dangeriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't help that I am going to whine about how last night first I got KK all in against of course AA and lost...then immediately after I get AA all in against KK and lose again!  I guess my birthday is no reason to believe I will win.  Lost every coinflip and race I was in, thanks poker gods! (oh yeah and fuck you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to get so hammered tonight I might not even remember who I am tomorrow so if I go missing then this could be my last entry ever.  It may be time to break my drinking puke free since 93 record...seriously.  Look out toilet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114382306481278929?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114382306481278929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114382306481278929' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114382306481278929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114382306481278929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-gonna-lose-it.html' title='I&apos;m gonna lose it'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114373499855122851</id><published>2006-03-30T09:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T10:09:58.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me!</title><content type='html'>Ok I'll try not to post too many more bad beat stories at length.  Its my b-day today and really not a big deal as I'm not "feeling" it this year.  I have on and off years...Some years I feel like celebrating some years I don't...make this a don't year but I will still get hammered tomorrow at someone else's expense cuz thats how we roll. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro finally signed his new contract with the &lt;a href="http://www.bluebombers.com"&gt;bombers&lt;/a&gt;.  I think I have only missed seeing one of his games that he played in (either on tv or in person) and I was out of town in Cali at that time.  It was also his birthday on Monday (3 days, 3 years apart).  He had a bad injury last year and he is bigger and faster this year (well not bigger than myself but hey he is my "little" brother).  He gives me something to look forward to during the summer months...travelling with friends to the game, taking in strip clubs, getting hammered...oh the mammories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to make it past level 2 in the wsop sngs at party poker.  I have made it to level 2 three times however busted near the bubble twice and the third I had a major hand cracked early.  I took a portion of my bankroll and dedicated it towards this goal of mine to win any seat anywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My company laid off a bunch of people in the east yesterday, unfortunately I did not get a package and have proven once again I am a cog in the wheel of profits they continue to generate off of me.  Damn me and being a cog...I would like nothing more than at this point to not be given a choice and have a few month severance to ponder my future.  But hey who doesn't want that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't think I can divulge anymore besides my friend is coming down in May and we are gonna get hammered!!!  She finally ridded herself of the parasite married cokehead loser and is ready to come to her senses and have some good ol fun.  Love sucks everyone just remember you heard it here first, one way or another it "sucks".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114373499855122851?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114373499855122851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114373499855122851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114373499855122851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114373499855122851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to me!'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114359619334144248</id><published>2006-03-28T19:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T19:36:33.353-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The hand that tilted me.....donk wins it again</title><content type='html'>STEP 2 of a WSOP step sng at Party.  I held the chip lead most of the time when it was down to three players.  Donktastic is on my left and got here by pure fn suckout donk luck.  And he was down to like 1500 chips at one point and doubled up twice at my pot odds calls with shit hands.  Then this happens:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NL Texas Hold'em $55 Buy-in Trny:21475278 Level:6 Blinds(200/400) - Tuesday, March 28, 20:20:12 ET 2006&lt;br /&gt;Table WSOP Step 2 #1186081 (Real Money)&lt;br /&gt;Seat 2 is the button&lt;br /&gt;Total number of players : 3&lt;br /&gt;Seat 5: OKPlayer ( $6984 )&lt;br /&gt;Seat 9: DONK ( $5384 )&lt;br /&gt;Seat 2: HCR_33 ( $7632 )&lt;br /&gt;Trny:21475278 Level:6&lt;br /&gt;Blinds(200/400)&lt;br /&gt;** Dealing down cards **&lt;br /&gt;Dealt to HCR_33 [  Th Tc ]&lt;br /&gt;HCR_33 raises [1600].&lt;br /&gt;OKPlayer folds.&lt;br /&gt;DONK calls [1200].&lt;br /&gt;** Dealing Flop ** [ 7d, 5d, 4s ]&lt;br /&gt;DONK is all-In.&lt;br /&gt;HCR_33 calls [3784].&lt;br /&gt;** Dealing Turn ** [ 8s ]&lt;br /&gt;** Dealing River ** [ 2d ]&lt;br /&gt;DONK shows [ 3d, Ad ] a flush, ace high.&lt;br /&gt;HCR_33 shows [ Th, Tc ] a pair of tens.&lt;br /&gt;DONK wins 10968 chips from  the main pot  with a flush, ace high.&lt;br /&gt;fk me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OF COURSE!  Well he knew he couldn't beat me by outplaying me he had to draw...which of course is exactly what happened.  I am so on tilt right now it ain't funny and I am just starting the WWDN...nice..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114359619334144248?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114359619334144248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114359619334144248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114359619334144248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114359619334144248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/03/hand-that-tilted-medonk-wins-it-again.html' title='The hand that tilted me.....donk wins it again'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114343129332571423</id><published>2006-03-26T21:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T21:48:13.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You tell me...</title><content type='html'>Actions speak louder than words so I will just outline the hand for you which essentially sent me packing in the second WPBT event.  This just coming off a great party poker step 1 to the wsop where I came back from a low stack to win the whole thing. &lt;br /&gt;I have KQ on the button there are three limpers (including the sb)&lt;br /&gt;flop comes&lt;br /&gt;Q58 (2 diamonds)&lt;br /&gt;I bet out and get called by one.  The rest fold.&lt;br /&gt;Turn is K of diamonds.  Making a flush possibility. &lt;br /&gt;I bet the other person raises, I call.&lt;br /&gt;River is a 4 of clubs.&lt;br /&gt;I think I am beat here by the flush so I just check.  He turns over 67 of clubs. &lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to begin here...sorry man but I have no idea what you were doing with the raise on the K of diamonds.  I'm just being honest.  You had an open ended straight draw, so if I had the flush what does the raise do besides lose you more chips??  I give up.  Nice...hand... sir...and I have to wait until after the break to get all my money in with AQo against JJ and QQ and it of course goes UI for another tourney finish out of the money and out of the points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am seriously thinking about dropping off the tourney scene altogether as I am not good at avoiding the 2 million things that will go wrong for me.  If I ever get past that it doesn't matter because the crucial 1 or 2 suckouts you need to keep alive will not happen either.  Mind you the tourney didn't cost me a dime after I ran over a few sngs at the aforementioned full tilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a personal note went out for a while on Friday, saw a friend Dave who I hadn't seen in a long time.  He is pictured in my profile picture on the right obviously I would be on the left then.  I was leaving as I had to work early on Saturday but when he showed up I stayed around a bit longer and a few more drinks longer than I wanted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was hurting just a bit the next day while I watched an upgrade/install go badly....To explain a there is a guy doing it that I just have zero confidence if problems arise he can resolve them.  Whereas a man like myself I have no problem tackling issues head on and most of the time I come out ahead and looking good after I fix them.  So a problem happens with the install and of course he cannot solve it.  It looks like a permissions or rights issue but really this guy has no clue.  He's a nice guy but seriously I think his heart isn't in it.  Although to be fair mine isn't either its just I can get away with more slackass work because I make up for it in that ability to deliver quality work very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to you bastards at the Playboy mansion...I hate you all....except &lt;a href="http://obituarium.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joe&lt;/a&gt;, he deserves this more than anyone I can think of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114343129332571423?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114343129332571423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114343129332571423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114343129332571423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114343129332571423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-tell-me.html' title='You tell me...'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114317269658370330</id><published>2006-03-23T21:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T03:53:23.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll take I suck for 100 Alex</title><content type='html'>Here is the answer:&lt;br /&gt;AA and KK back to back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is getting knocked out in the first round of the HUC3 Alex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you are correct.  Well to be fair the second hand I had 85 sooted...come on thats a heavy favorite against KK right?  Oh only when its against me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am gonna whine I am gonna make it good...&lt;br /&gt;Great hand from pokerstars tonight as well...I get AA in LP and raise to 4XBB one caller.  Flop comes 2Q5 rainbow.  Nice...bet out pot size bet, get called.  Turn is a 4.  Put the lone caller all in for about 6 more dollars, he turns over?  A3o...nice.  But this was just a start.  Get QQ called by A7 who calls all my pot sized bets on every street to hit an A on the river.  No flush or straight possibilities for him just ride that Ace like its a fucken god send buddy.  Hatin poker tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to personal issues my friend finally came to her senses and dumped the married cokehead.  Oh and to top it off the way he ends it all with her...yeah you guessed it over an answering machine.  I am pretty sure he is the moron calling with A3o and hitting a goddamn wheel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114317269658370330?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114317269658370330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114317269658370330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114317269658370330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114317269658370330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/03/ill-take-i-suck-for-100-alex.html' title='I&apos;ll take I suck for 100 Alex'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114313109031733706</id><published>2006-03-23T10:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T20:10:25.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sup with that?</title><content type='html'>Ok...so I read about this story about a woman who had sex with a 14 year old student of hers. She has gotta be a cow right? No way this is her....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/1600/rapist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/320/rapist.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok...first of all wtf is wrong with these people and where were these girls when I was growing up??  All I know is that if I had that teaching me the facts of life I would have been better off than learning from trial and error and porn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played in SirWaflleman's tourney last night and I had a good time and made the final table finishing sixth I think.   I lost most of my chips on a dominated ace and had to push/fold the rest of the tourney.  Introduced a few people to the silent assassins and had bdidde do the normal all in move when you get them that is customary in our home games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also played in the longest sit and go ever on Pokerstars which I ended up winning.  Now to set this up normally I work out from 1.5-2.5 hours a night.  So I start out with weights and move on to cardio.  Usually in the cardio portion I fire up a sit and go and finish cardio when I am either out of the sit and go or I win.  Well not last night.  Eventually I found myself with 2 passives with a massive chip lead (around 10K to their around 2ks each).   I could really push with any 2 and steal the blinds.  And even when they did call I would have them dominated, unfortunately it resulted in a double up suckout or two but then it was back to stealing.  I believe it lasted about 2 hours and by that time the SirWaffleman's tourney was starting and I can't 2 table on my laptop (without overlap).  So I had to end my almost 3 hour workout and head to my main computer where the tourney had already started.  Then I really had to take a shower because I was drenched in glorious man sweat but to finish this sng was a chore!  Early I tried to take him out (he only had 2-3K in chips) with A4 but somehow he had A7 in the BB and I doubled him up.  So I started playing his passive game and ended up taking another 1/2 hour just to dwindle him down and then take him out...I think I had KJ to his QJ and ended up both hitting a Jack on the flop.  I think he checked, I bet and he moved all in.  Gladly!  Then I had to sit out from the tourney for a few while I took a much belated shower. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is the start (and maybe end) of the Headsup challenge on Full tilt.  I like to think my headsup game is good but this is four handed and I am not that confident in my short handed game much.  I definately need some work in that area.  Headsup good short handed not good.  I think I will just try to lay in wait and knock off a huge hand or 2.   Boss just called, gotta explain what I have been doing for the past week even though its already done....uggghhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114313109031733706?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114313109031733706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114313109031733706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114313109031733706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114313109031733706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/03/sup-with-that.html' title='Sup with that?'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114287233326578876</id><published>2006-03-20T10:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T10:32:17.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mistake</title><content type='html'>My first mistake was playing four other party poker tables while playing the blog tourney.  I was trying to clear the bonuses on Party before the tourney started however didn't get her done.  The positive thing that happened is I went on a tear and made back my buyins+2 that I lost on a horrible Saturday.  Never play hungover is a sticky I should place on my monitor.  It just ends up making you tilt when you get the donkey special bad beat put on you.  Cleared the bonuses which was positive, however ended up putting too much money in the tourney on a low PP and ran into pocket Jacks.  I did have a glorious suckout where I had AQ vs AK and hit a Q I believe on the turn.  I thought the gods were on my side but they shut the door when I made that fatal mistake for a large portion of my 5000 chips and then ended up in push/fold mode.  Finished 20th.  It was strange that the only hands I ever seemed to get (with the exception of a set I hit early) were UTG.  This sucks as when you raise you should only make it an amount where you can get away from a hand and not be too crippled.  But then again you make it too small where the blinds are huge and then you are not protecting either.  This is what I struggled with, that and the fact that I was on overload with all the party tables open.  Congrats to &lt;a href="http://www.sheverb.com"&gt;Gracie&lt;/a&gt;, who I have not conversed with much, but from the indication on the other blogs really deserved to win. &lt;br /&gt;    I ended the night on party with a total donkey taking about a 30 dollar pot, limiting my good size heater.  The guy calls a raise with 57o I believe...I had the hiltons.  Flop was bricks with the exception that he hit a five.  He calls down all my 3/4 pot size bets on every street to hit a five on the river as I put him all in.  I have never seen play that bad in all my life.  At the very least I am looking at a gutshot draw that came in or something of the sort.  Oh well still a good day nonetheless.   Gotta look at the positives not the negatives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114287233326578876?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114287233326578876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114287233326578876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114287233326578876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114287233326578876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-mistake.html' title='My Mistake'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114273448748079716</id><published>2006-03-18T17:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T20:14:47.573-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Hangover day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/1600/HUC3_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/320/HUC3_sm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy cow, seriously considered quitting drinking today. I wasn't puking or anything like that (I can't remember the last time where drinking induced a vomit session) but I just felt horrible. Had an ok night last night but was kinda marred with an inevitable discussion with one of my friends which I won't really go into. Needless to say I barely remember what happened with the exception that I think I ran into people that I haven't seen in a while and couldn't remember their names. So I usually throw in the "Hows it going?" or "How you doin'?" We started out the night on a sour note and had the crabbiest waitress ever who had tree trunks for legs but yet wasn't really fat. Our food took 1.5 hours to arrive and yes I know its the busiest day of the year but her condescending nature just drove me up a wall. I saw her walk around many times doing nothing and carrying nothing but yet always looking confused.  My friend to the right sent his food back as it was burnt beyond all recognition.  He said to her "I don't want this."  She replied "Why don't you want it".  He says "It looks like garbage, would you eat that thing?".  Obviously this pissed her off but managed to get out of it because the table behind us ordered the same thing.  So she takes it to the back and yes comes back and gives the same plate to the table behind us.  They had waited just as long for food and didn't send it back for fear of death by starvation because of a dumbass waitress.   One of the guys that was hanging out with us decided it would be funny to fill his fries plate with all of the ketchup in the bottle. Juvenile yes but I don't blame him for trying to get her attention.  She came back returned and said to him like a young mother would say to a two year old "Don't expect to get served a drink here in this building." Well that was it for me we headed upstairs to a different bar but the rest of my friends proceeded to wait for the manager and ended up getting a free pitcher. She also later accused us of throwing food at her and being "rude". Not sure who was the customer or the waitress here? Last time I checked the customer has a right to be rude unless your paying me to eat there.  I can't believe in this day and age that customer service is still a rare commodity when dining out.  We are generous tippers, obviously she didn't experience that part of our game last night due to her ragged bitchiness.   Drank enough to make me sick of alcohol for a while...well at this moment anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Suffering some sick beats today...My aces went 1/3 and kings are 1/2 all loses of course costing me buyins. For the first time I folded pocket rockets because of a raise and a reraise on a 9KK board. Turns out of course one player had a K the other had pocket nines. Wow days like this you really hate poker. I decided to try my luck in some sngs as I haven't played at party since they introduced the new tourney structure. Out of 4 I played in...I won 1 and placed 3 in another. The other two I was bounced fairly early with some more sick bad beats.&lt;br /&gt;I will be taking part in the headsup challenge that the blog community is putting together. Should be a good time..also hopefully Iggy's WSOP tourney tomorrow on paradise poker. That is if there is enough players. Last time I checked there were only 20. Oh well should be a good time regardless. Have a good weekend, enjoy whats left of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114273448748079716?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114273448748079716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114273448748079716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114273448748079716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114273448748079716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-st-hangover-day.html' title='Happy St. Hangover day'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114245262737865882</id><published>2006-03-15T12:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T10:26:30.273-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad night - Suck it up buttercup</title><content type='html'>Bad night for poker, I will try to gloss over the bad beats I took (KK vs 86o in a NL game, QQ vs K8o in a sng...and no he didn't hit a king) tonight and instead post some crazy ass shit for you to digest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take part in the occassional post on 2+2 most of what I post is garbage, funny stuff or snide comments to someone's post. However there are some legendary threads over there which I have forwarded to friends who read the thing like a book. Its worth a laugh sometimes to reread the legends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forumserver.twoplustwo.com/showflat.php?Cat=0&amp;Number=4155395&amp;amp;amp;amp;page=13&amp;fpart=1&amp;amp;vc=1"&gt;Banging chicks on myspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forumserver.twoplustwo.com/showflat.php?Cat=0&amp;Number=4699288&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;page=4&amp;fpart=1&amp;amp;vc=1&amp;nt=2"&gt;Naked pics of her for $22&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forumserver.twoplustwo.com/showflat.php?Cat=0&amp;amp;amp;Number=5054824&amp;page=0&amp;amp;fpart=1&amp;vc=1"&gt;An incredible story from Dom the King IMO&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forumserver.twoplustwo.com/showthreaded.php?Number=5055789&amp;amp;page=0"&gt;For all you doubters for the above&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing about the internet...it is a marvelous thing that connects you up with the world but yet it is leading to the degeneration of society and socialism as a whole. Seriously who bothers picking up the phone anymore when you got msn and who bothers with using a cel phone when you can txt message. Sometimes I just have to get my head outta my ass and do things in person because I can become detached from what online me is and what real me is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through all this shit when my best friend died and I vowed to always be myself from that day forward not ever being someone I am not. I always view the person I was before that day happened as a different person, who had different relationships with people maybe he didn't really like or enjoy being around. I try to be honest with myself and if I don't like being around you I simply won't be around you. Its that simple, life is too short to waste on these trivial pursuits of being accepted by people you don't even like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online it is so easy to try to be something your not and everyone is guilty of that sometimes but the problem is that it bleeds into your real life. So next time you think of msning try picking up the damn phone unless it is long distance that is then your dumb, long distance phone calls are a scam. Just like the vacuumm hair cutter, airplane phone calls, hospital room telephones/tvs, taxes, insurance and Tony Little... all a big scam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/1600/flowbee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/320/flowbee.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will end this post with a top 5....top 5 things that bother me at work:&lt;br /&gt;5) Phone calls&lt;br /&gt;-I get a ton of phone calls from my boss asking me about this or that when really she should know all of this already. I spend half my day explaining what I am doing rather than doing it. I could do so much more if I could just do it instead of trying to explain it.&lt;br /&gt;4) Stinky people&lt;br /&gt;-Seriously, if you stink people should be allowed to put a note on your desk that says "You stink please investigate the problem and resolve asap." God forbid you get trapped in a closed space with this guy/girl and have to result to smelling your hand for an hour in order to not gag up your lunch.&lt;br /&gt;3) Loud people&lt;br /&gt;-What makes you want to talk so loud that everyone can hear about that rash you have on your upper thigh (which is probably your vagina but your imbellishing for obvious reasons)? People who make loud phone calls about personal matters, like is it that hard to take your cel phone outside and make the call there so I don't have to hear about how your snotty ass kid is not listening to the babysitter or what the fk your husband wants for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;2) Idiot coworkers&lt;br /&gt;-Most are not qualified to tie my fn shoe but yet they have a masters in whatever and 10 billion certifications. However they can't solve any problem on their own without someone else's assistance and then after getting said help tort out the following lines:&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah I kinda new that anyways" or "Yeah I did that but it didn't work for me"  Whatever shit for brains.&lt;br /&gt;1) Cubicles&lt;br /&gt;-Isn't it enough that we have live in a 5X5 cell for 8 hours a day did you have to cut down the walls to half size so you can see the tops of everyone's head for miles around like fricken gophers on a prairie grassland? Like did you really save that much money cutting them down from 3/4 walls to half walls? Maybe you could take that money that was saved on walls and actually give me monitors that don't take up my whole desk.&lt;br /&gt;1) Meetings&lt;br /&gt;-I know I have two number ones but its my blog I can do what I want. I love the self importance I get from these meetings that are not only a waste of time but explaining over and over again things which people will just ask you again about in 2 minutes after the meeting. Also people show up late or not at all with no real explanation, like you were really doing something more important than I was at that exact moment. Its always the same people too...what I do to entertain myself is put odds on whether someone will show up or be late. Yes thats how sad it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hope you all have a better week than me.  Seeya at the tables.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114245262737865882?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114245262737865882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114245262737865882' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114245262737865882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114245262737865882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/03/bad-night-suck-it-up-buttercup.html' title='Bad night - Suck it up buttercup'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114230429781692653</id><published>2006-03-13T20:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T20:44:57.910-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoke too soon usual PS tourney result</title><content type='html'>Why did I think anything would be different?  I call EP 50 chips with a pair of fours SirWafflman raises to 150 I call.  Flop comes and I hit my set as a four hits the flop, however all hearts out there.  I check to SW and he bets 550..I go all in.  He turns over Jacks with no heart.  I am golden right?  Only 2 outs...turn...Jack and I am out in 40th. &lt;br /&gt;Seriously I have no idea where this comes from but my 0-fer tourney streak is really truly a feat to be uh...proud of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114230429781692653?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114230429781692653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114230429781692653' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114230429781692653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114230429781692653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/03/spoke-too-soon-usual-ps-tourney-result.html' title='Spoke too soon usual PS tourney result'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114230221341092835</id><published>2006-03-13T19:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T20:16:54.743-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cash games ok...tourneys=poison</title><content type='html'>The first in WPBT events and my game was on from the get go. Was doing well and at one point was top 5 in chips early however ended up not being able to lay down a huge draw. My main train of thought was that I had a double flush draw and I was already pot committed, plus blinds were already 150 and I only had around 1400 in chips left. Oh well out in 33rd place, next time I will not bank on a huge draw because we know it never seems to get there for me...skill not luck I tell myself, once you rely on luck you are outside looking in. Was still a good time, hopefully do better in the next event and actually get a point or two.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will fair better in the DADI event tonight, will have to see...however my shorthanded game kinda blows but then again what part of my game doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;On the personal front got hammered on Friday again! Played some poker at a friends house and I really don't remember what happened in that game, can't remember how I played or how I finished but it was fun. Went to a curling cabaret afterwards and got a ticket for 20 bucks which was a discount and my bud got in because we were good friends with the head of security who was on duty. Kinda wished I didn't pay the 20 bucks for my ticket but hey I didn't know he would be at the front door. Lots of lovely ladies around, at least from what I can remember, then again if the lights were up and I was sober they could have been transvestites for all I know.&lt;br /&gt;Ok is it just me or does the new Pearl Jam song suck anus? I think I know while they call it WorldWide Suicide because I almost thought about ramming my truck into the next gas station just to end it all but I remembered I could turn the radio off. I have been hearing about it for the last 2 weeks or so and finally caught it on the radio....&lt;em&gt;a little prelude here I rarely listen to the radio around here as it is absolutely horrible&lt;/em&gt;...Well the song was absolutely terrible IMO, now sorry to all you Pearl Jam fans out there I am offending. However it should serve as a solice to all Pearl Jam fans out there if KISS comes out with new material it might suck to 90% of the world and I will still probably love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114230221341092835?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114230221341092835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114230221341092835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114230221341092835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114230221341092835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/03/cash-games-oktourneyspoison.html' title='Cash games ok...tourneys=poison'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114212457929704002</id><published>2006-03-11T18:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T18:50:28.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pokerstars tourney blog</title><content type='html'>Here is a typical tournament for me, I think I needed to make more moves here early, but bluffing players that normally cannot be bluffed is not my strongpoint. Here is how it went down.&lt;br /&gt;45 person 10 dollar SNG - Riverstars uh I mean Pokerstars&lt;br /&gt;Level 1 - blinds 10/20&lt;br /&gt;I get AK diamonds on the button - 2 limpers to me raise it to 5xbb&lt;br /&gt;SB and BB fold, limper in MP folds.  one caller next to the left of me...flop comes ten-j-8&lt;br /&gt;turn is another 8 - guy checks to me&lt;br /&gt;I think about betting but it is too early for aggression I check again&lt;br /&gt;River Q - giving me the straight (phew!)&lt;br /&gt;he bets 100, I raise to 320, now I could have went for more but the board is paired although I doubt he trapped me here...he calls and mucks a pair of 5's I take down my first pot.&lt;br /&gt;Level 2 - 15/30 blinds&lt;br /&gt;first move of the tourney get moved to a new table&lt;br /&gt;Pick up KQ spades in the bb.  Not crazy about this hand, 2 limpers, sb completes I check.&lt;br /&gt;flop 4-T-4&lt;br /&gt;everyone checks around turn&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;sb checks, I check, EP guy bets 30&lt;br /&gt;EP+1 calls, sb folds, I decide to fold. River was another 4 of diamonds making three diamonds and a double paired board. Both players left in hand showdown Ace rag and split...note that for later.&lt;br /&gt;Pick up a pair of sixes in LP already raised to me with 2 callers - 60 to call flop. I smooth call here nothing to prove really.&lt;br /&gt;3-4-6 two hearts&lt;br /&gt;Set!! But flush and straight draw is out, time to put pressure on!&lt;br /&gt;The original raiser checks, EP+1 bets out 220, I raise to 520 2 others fold, last player left calls.&lt;br /&gt;Turn is eight of clubs. He checks, I bet a good 750 which is a little over 3/4 pot size (pot around 1200 now). He goes over the top to put me all in...Here we go! He shows a pair of tens really the best I could hope for, no real draws but a 2 outer.&lt;br /&gt;River was a 7, I double up and am second in chips.&lt;br /&gt;Get moved to another table.&lt;br /&gt;Level 3 - 25/50 blinds&lt;br /&gt;30 players left&lt;br /&gt;I get K5o in bb and its raised to me, I fold flop is&lt;br /&gt;5-9-K&lt;br /&gt;Damn!  But I am not much into calling down 5X bb raise with off suit cards&lt;br /&gt;In the sb pick up the hiltons&lt;br /&gt;Its raised to me 3x bb I reraise to 450 he goes all in...I think he's making a move here but I don't have much to go on.&lt;br /&gt;Damn...I gotta fold here he has me covered and I can't go out like this.&lt;br /&gt;After seeing the next couple hands I am second guessing my decision as he calls off big raise with KQs and loses to AQ when nothing pairs anybody's cards. But I just got on the table and did not have that read yet.&lt;br /&gt;Wow this is a loose table lost three players already.&lt;br /&gt;Another wow he calls off a bunch of chips with QJ and loses to KJ definately shoulda called there.&lt;br /&gt;Level 4 - 50/100 blinds&lt;br /&gt;24 left&lt;br /&gt;A5 hearts in the sb 3 limpers I complete flop comes&lt;br /&gt;8-7-3 two clubs guy in EP bets the guy I folded my hiltons to goes all in.  I doubt he has anything, but the other guy folds.&lt;br /&gt;Level 5 - 75/150 blinds&lt;br /&gt;Don't really get any real hands, wish I had the hiltons back.&lt;br /&gt;Pick up kings UTG, raise to 600 everyone folds, darn.&lt;br /&gt;we lose another player in a pocket pair battle 99 vs JJ&lt;br /&gt;Jacks win as both hands are UI.&lt;br /&gt;19 players left.  I am sitting around 10th in chips, blinds are coming up.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe the donk to my left is stil in here, he makes a terrible call and takes down a pot with a pair of 3's on a horrid painted board. I don't know how he makes that call..seriously, but I wasn't involved so...&lt;br /&gt;Level 6 100/200 blinds&lt;br /&gt;Down to 2 tables&lt;br /&gt;Need some hands here I am slipping...average is 3700 I am around 2700&lt;br /&gt;84o..that ain't gonna do it.&lt;br /&gt;J7o..nope&lt;br /&gt;J2o...nuh-uh&lt;br /&gt;T9o...maybe in late position not in MP...&lt;br /&gt;k2o...come on...&lt;br /&gt;AK vs QQ guy is all in with AK&lt;br /&gt;AK catches a damn straight 2345...gawd...&lt;br /&gt;17 players left&lt;br /&gt;K3o UTG..not a chance&lt;br /&gt;Break time.   I have 2750 in chips avg is 3970&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get a hand to double up on soon or else I will get blinded out.&lt;br /&gt;Level 7 100/200 blinds ante 25&lt;br /&gt;16 players left, I am sitting a great 14/16 in chips but if I double up I would be third so no worries.&lt;br /&gt;64s in the sb...hmmm...tard to my left raises I decide to fold.&lt;br /&gt;j9s he raises again on my button, I fold again, man I'm a pussy.&lt;br /&gt;Betting ensues and he shows down an AJ and wins when he hits a jack.&lt;br /&gt;Level 8 200/400 ante 25&lt;br /&gt;tight times now...Any good hand pp or ace I am going all in&lt;br /&gt;in the bb I pick up AJo with one guy raising and I go all in get called by nines&lt;br /&gt;I go ui and lose out in 14th place.  I suck at coin flips which is why I never win a tourney.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114212457929704002?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114212457929704002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114212457929704002' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114212457929704002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114212457929704002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/03/pokerstars-tourney-blog.html' title='Pokerstars tourney blog'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114200732356832041</id><published>2006-03-10T09:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T10:20:12.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to amp up tourneys!</title><content type='html'>Lots of events going on. Playing in 2 tourneys this weekend. The first one is the first WPBT event on pokerstars March 12th. The next one is an DADI event on March 13th also on Pokerstars. Then I will be playing in IGGY's tourney on March 19th on Paradise for the $1500 WSOP seat. I have promised my wife I will be taking her to Vegas this year and this could be the opportunity I am looking for. If not oh well, will try to win a WSOP seat anyways or go down for the WPBT main event and meet all the bloggers. That is my goal this year to win a seat at some event, doesn't matter what one.&lt;br /&gt;I was playing last night and needless to say not a good night for me, I think I dropped 1.5 buyins but I was playing really good and aggressive which is no consolation for me right now. Ran into sets with my Aces and Kings respectively after huge preflop bets. Obviously its really hard to push anyone off of a hand at micros which is why aces and kings rarely hold up. I am fine tuning my omaha game and think I have a good grasp of it. Last night in a pokerstars 9 seat sng we were down the final three and the guy on my left was getting pissy at my pot bets. However I was getting unreal cards and putting him on tilt. I went from 3rd to 1st in chips in a matter of minutes. I think however lost it when my jacks (double suited with an A and a rag) ran into kings on a ragged ass board. I had all sorts of draws and missed them all. I told the guy to relax we were ITM anyways what more could he ask for? I don't think its unreasonable when you are three handed in omaha to push the table around with good cards. Most of the times I would do pot sized bet preflop and if everyone stayed around pot sized bet on flop if I was good. I mean seriously whats wrong with that?&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have been trying to find a new job, it seems as though I get into a rut everytime I get a new job and then eventually want to get out. Really I should not have left my previous place of employment but I was working for a total loser and couldn't stand him. I don't like consulting firms and never will. They don't value their employees and could care less if you left or they fired your ass out the door for some inane reason (and believe me if they wanna get rid of you it is easy to find some kind of violation). This is not the case where I work now, I have it pretty sweet. I can pretty much set my own hours (I don't wear a watch or punch a clock) however I have to put up with a bunch of idiots who I am convinced were all repeatedly dropped on their heads as children (or should be now as adults). Even how sweet it is (not!) I am always looking for something better, ideally I would like every second Friday off with four weeks of holidays along with a good pension and full benefits. I seriously considered taking over the family business at a time but to be honest I am too lazy. I mean like I workout 4-5 times a week so I am not that type of lazy but it would involve true dedication, hard work, no holidays ever and long workdays. I dont' think I could bring all that to the table.  I am not sure I see a benefit there to owning your own business but just this moment someone reminded me that I wouldn't have to work with these momos (translation: morons).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114200732356832041?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114200732356832041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114200732356832041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114200732356832041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114200732356832041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/03/time-to-amp-up-tourneys.html' title='Time to amp up tourneys!'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114185400516011316</id><published>2006-03-08T15:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T15:58:15.120-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WWDN Virgin</title><content type='html'>I never had the chance to take part in a WWDN so I did so last night. Got busted in 63rd when my kings ran into aces. Not bad, I'll take that over a bad beat that I usually suffer at PS doom switch expense anyday. At that point I was looking to double up my measly 900 chips after a bad run of flops. My highlight was finally raising the button with the hammer and picking up the blinds. I had a bad run of cards in the middle had AQo and AKo and raised in LP twice and here is both flops: 8-8-8 and T-T-T. Needless to say I have been popped one to many times with a lone 8 or ten for quads or a low/medium pocket pair and folded/cowered in a fetal position to a flop bet. If it wasn't Pokerstars I probably re-raise the bettor but I know better you devil!&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to taking part in the WPBT as mentioned on Pauly's blog and also looking forward to Iggy's tourneys he is setting up on PartyPoker for a seat at the 1500 dollar WSOP event. Should be a good year, I really have to polish up my tournament game. I will probably re-read Harrington again.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my friend took him back, yeah I can see it now, until they break up little/no contact I suspect.  They guy is married and 17 years her elder and has more baggage than Peg Bundy on a 1 week road trip.  Oh well, false hopes + false dreams + blind faith = broken hearted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114185400516011316?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114185400516011316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114185400516011316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114185400516011316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114185400516011316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/03/wwdn-virgin.html' title='WWDN Virgin'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114168562386579023</id><published>2006-03-06T11:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T16:53:43.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Princess the Rabbit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/1600/princess.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/320/princess.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter's rabbit died yesterday and although it was only around a year she was pretty attached to it. I always had thought the rabbit had wheezed a bit too much and made weird noises however trips to the vet revealed nothing (yeah what do I know). I saw her just the night before and she was fine eating some broccolli or whatever was sitting there that night. They took her to the vet in the morning after she was having trouble breathing and died in the vets care probably 12 hours later. It was a funny rabbit with droopy ears and liked to hide in a cupboard at times. I am not much of a pet guy myself (ie selfish) but when my daughter is upset obviously thats what strikes a chord with me. However, there is some solice that she has another rabbit (which is kinda mean so she says) and a dog (god forbid if anything happens to that dog).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played in SirWaffle's bday on fultilt (ahem...pokerstars after ft was down most of the day) and was a good time. Riverstars hit me again with the usual suckout on the river but hey I can't say I didn't see it coming. There is a reason why I limit my play there and its all in my head yes I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rant time...ok you got these poker sites making millions upon millions of dollars do you think they could manage their site? Being an IT guy this really gets my goat (no I don't have a goat but if I did this would kill it) Lets take a look at the support on the top sites:&lt;br /&gt;PartyPoker - Some kind of sick joke here folks. Their support I am convinced only sends copy and pasted form emails (actually received some with &lt;insert name="" here=""&gt;) and you have to speak to at least 3 people to get a legitmate question answered. Then you get Ackmed or Bashalm or someone who could care less about answering your question and gives you whatever answer can get rid of you the fastest. I have received 3 different answers regarding the same question many times from different support people. Their site downtime and bugs when they upgraded was unprofessional and scary to say the least. After such time they did nothing to address/appease people who lost money in that time (buttons disappearing, people starting with more chips in sngs, small blind sitout and no post when you come back in on button, all your images being deleted in your program files directory, etc, etc.).&lt;br /&gt;Pokerstars - No complaints with support there, prompt and professional, I have never had an issue (other than the doom suckout switch that happens everytime I play a MTT there)&lt;br /&gt;Ultimate Bet - Did an upgrade just recently which resulted in DAYS of downtime. Are you serious? All I can picture is a bunch of monkeys like that careerbuilder commercial jumping around servers all freaking out not knowing what to do. Their explanation? Things will get better and improvements will be worth it. It was up yesterday...and what an Improvement!!....uh... you might want to actually make some changes to something in order for me to believe that crap. I don't mind play on the site however the upgrade that wasn't is mysterious and hillarious at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Full Tilt - How many times does this site go down? I have to seriously question a site which actually pays out the winners at the time of the server crash along with refunding everyone's buyin. I mean I like the policy, don't get me wrong, but they have done this many times over the course of the last six months. How can you really make any money with this happening more importantly you never see any emails talking about what they are going to do to address this problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on but that is enough for me for today. Also one of my friends had a bad breakup and I'm trying to console and convince her he was an idiot. No doubt they will get back together and I will be outted Seinfeld-eske until they breakup again. Such is the circle of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114168562386579023?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114168562386579023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114168562386579023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114168562386579023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114168562386579023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/03/rip-princess-rabbit.html' title='RIP Princess the Rabbit'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114158949049221573</id><published>2006-03-05T12:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T14:12:57.396-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombed by the Jag bomb!</title><content type='html'>Annual birthday drunk fest as a few of my friends have birthdays this past week so whenever your bday is it gets moved to the closest friday. This is where we celebrate and get hammered in the process. Now you'll have to excuse my memory because once it hits around the 9-10 pm mark usually my memory is all fuzzy and my night turns into a silent movie of sorts. Now it starts out innocent with some pitchers of Keiths and some greasy munchies. As the night progresses it turns into Jag (pronounced Yag) bombs (which for those not had the next day unpleasure its a shot of Jagrmeister dropped into into a glass of redbull) and bottlecaps (great shooter which is a shot of amaretto dropped into a glass of lime/7up) then into shooters I don't even know what they are and don't wanna know because I will never ever have those ones again (yeah right). It turned into one of those nights where you are worried you accidentally skipped out on a tab or something. Oh well the city is small enough I am sure I will be discovered eventually if I did. Funniest moment of the night is one of my buddies, who won the tourney on Noble on Thursday (Dakota2001) on the dance floor by himself doing a stripper dance. The night ended at a dance bar where I seem to remember we met up with a lot of people who I won't even remember talking to I am sure. Good times...uh I think.&lt;br /&gt;I will be playing in the SirWaffle's bday tourney on fulltilt. Starts at 8:30 not sure what time that is here but I am sure I'll figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/1600/barbie_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/320/barbie_04.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Canes won again (3 of 3 since break!) and are on top of the NHL yet again with 88 points. For those of you that don't know I am a huge Carolina Hurricanes fan. Actually I am an old Hartford Whaler fan from way back when...however this year could be the year. Also please note that the Canes were the first team in the NHL to have rink girls. This became more popular after our 2002 run to the stanleycup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the poker world it seems as though I am more of a breakeven player lately. Luckily with bonuses and rakeback it works out ok but its frustrating when you get TPTK in good and get sucked out on. I try to save my all-ins for sets and flushes, etc. but its tough to remain disciplined when some LAG is walking over the table and hitting his miracle outs against you consistently. I have figured out a few things however...I suck at limit poker even though I have gotten better its still a suckers game for me. My good hands get sucked out on and my draws never come to fruition. NL is my main game although I am semi-good at Omaha, its just tough to find a good game online. I can hardly ever get deep stacked in a MTT as I am just too impatient and/or have that one bad suckout for all my chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first berating at a table today. I have berated others but really rarely get berated here's how it went down. I get JTc -UTG...normally I fold this hand pf UTG however I was just sucked out on for 2pair (AK-me vs AJ-him) so I was on semi-tilt trying to make it up. Also I dispise min raises from any position. Anways I just call UTG, sb makes it 1.00 to go. I call and another guy (MP1) calls flop comes:&lt;br /&gt;Ac 9h 3c&lt;br /&gt;I check of course MP1 checks and SB makes it a dollar.  Turn is:&lt;br /&gt;2d&lt;br /&gt;Ok now I know I am drawing to only clubs here but I know for a fact (well my facts anyways) that he doesn't have a club draw.&lt;br /&gt;I check he bets $3 I decide my 9 outs are good enuff for me and smooth call. Pot is 8.50 so I'm not getting pot odds but expected odds are good if I hit my flush. River is:&lt;br /&gt;Qc&lt;br /&gt;Now I know I'm good here just gotta figure out how much he is willing to call, hopefully the Qc gave him 2 pair and I can get some coin back. He bets $2 (very weak of course with my draw coming in) I decide to raise to 7.50 and he calls - shows AKo. Then proceeds to go off. I did play the hand badly UTG JTc call is not great however if he makes it $2 I fold pf. I figure out who I am dealing with exactly when I tell him the min raise pf was not a good play and he has no idea what pf means. End of story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114158949049221573?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114158949049221573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114158949049221573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114158949049221573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114158949049221573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/03/bombed-by-jag-bomb.html' title='Bombed by the Jag bomb!'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114135308100866072</id><published>2006-03-02T20:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T20:42:49.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Online tourney</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/1600/pokerresults.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7667/2351/320/pokerresults.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone that took part in the tourney to help out Leah. A few are donating their winnings to her she will definately appreciate it. I was disappointed with the turnout but Noble isn't a very popular site however a good time was had by all. My proudest moment was getting hammered by Pauly...uh that didn't come out right but I think you know what I mean. We have the same rule with ducks (aka silent assassins) on our table in hickville Sask. Pauly! I finished good my AQ got knocked by Iggy's 99 which was all good, I can now say Iggy knocked my butt out of a tourney!&lt;br /&gt;Good times, I think the crew had more fun as this was our first real online tourney with the gang in there. Definately will have to try for something on PokerStars real soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114135308100866072?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114135308100866072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114135308100866072' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114135308100866072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114135308100866072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/03/online-tourney.html' title='Online tourney'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114132597153822312</id><published>2006-03-02T12:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T15:20:12.853-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly home game</title><content type='html'>First of all if you are out there reading this go and sign up to help my friend with cancer:&lt;br /&gt;www.noblepoker.com&lt;br /&gt;thursday, March 2 (tonight) 7:30 pm EST&lt;br /&gt;10+1 entry (fee goes to leah)&lt;br /&gt;password: charity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every week I play (well and drink, etc. of course!) at a friend's home game. Well I don't make it there every week but I try to go every so often. Anyways didn't finish in the money last night had 2 bubble exits in both games due to my impatient nature for the most part. But the cards were seriously live, saw two quad hands and a lot of four flush on the board as well. So it was a tough night all around for those of us that employ the tighter gameplan. One real bad hand that hurt was when I was in the BB with 94h and hit two pair on the flop. However two spades were on board and the turn was of course a spade. Oh well, damn big blind hands. Its all in good fun and its more of a get together than a serious poker game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Pauly, Iggy, Bob and DoubleA's for plugging the tourney on their sites! Really I am touched by the willingness to help a total stranger help a friend in need. May the Karma God shine upon you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114132597153822312?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114132597153822312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114132597153822312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114132597153822312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114132597153822312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/03/weekly-home-game.html' title='Weekly home game'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114106886307491560</id><published>2006-02-27T13:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T13:34:23.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not to be a bitch</title><content type='html'>I don't mean to whine and snivel about petty things but since I ran into this the other day I figured I would share my top 5 things that bother me in everyday life. Before I get to that if anyone is reading out there please signup at noble poker and enter in the charity tourney I have setup for a friend of mine who has cancer. She is a great girl who doesn't deserve this crap but I figured I could try and help her out a bit to alleviate some of the expenses anyways. Thanks to Noble poker for the 250 dollar donation as well. Here is the details:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Site: Noble Poker &lt;a href="http://www.noblepoker.com/"&gt;www.noblepoker.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Buyin 10+1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Date: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Thursday March 2nd,  2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Time: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;7:30pm  ET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Password: charity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Back to my gripes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Four way stops&lt;br /&gt;-No one ever stops, the people that stop last go first. The guy on the left always seems to creep out first, then you get the guys who should be going waving you through.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Turn Signals&lt;br /&gt;-Wow I did not know that a lot of vehicles were not made with these. They really should look at making this option mandatory when you buy a car.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Interac&lt;br /&gt;-Thanks to this gadget technology has turned a 5 minute trip to the grocery store into a 5 minute trip with a 20 minute wait while people punch in numbers and wait for authorization receipts. God forbid if these machines are down.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Car or Computer talk&lt;br /&gt;- I fix classic cars occasionally in my free time. I fix computers in my free time and program all day. The worst conversations I can have are with someone talking about either computers or cars. Its even worse that I drive a classic car that makes people automatically ask you the following questions, "What engine in that baby?" "What year is that?" and the my favorite "Oh I used to have one of those back in 1789...yeah"&lt;br /&gt;1.  Women and Old Ladies at Bank Machines&lt;br /&gt;-I mean no offense to the fairer species worldwide but I run into this constantly. There is a 20 person lineup at the ATM. You are waiting there and it is either too hot or too cold in the area and obviously no one likes to wait. Then you notice this person who decides at the atm this would be the best time to re-organize the giant luggage bag of a purse and at the best possible place an atm counter. Spare no expense everything must be in the proper place the money in the purse wallet, the receipt in the side pocket, the card in the proper card slot of the purse wallet that was just closed but now needs to be reopened to put said card in said slot. I feel like just running up and dumping that huge bag in the middle of the lobby and saying there now you have something to do for the next hour! But I'm afraid even with my stature I could not lift said bag properly in order to actually dump all of the contents that could furnish, clothe and provide enough makeup for a small country in said bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that last one has been building for a while had to get it off my chest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114106886307491560?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114106886307491560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114106886307491560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114106886307491560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114106886307491560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/02/not-to-be-bitch.html' title='Not to be a bitch'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114094730993345549</id><published>2006-02-26T03:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T03:51:02.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Local tourney</title><content type='html'>Ok...so I decide to take in a live tourney....Well I am totally fricken hammered as I write this so excuse the spelling or grammer errors. Anyways so I show up at this local tourney to raise funds for this local hockey team or something. First prize is sposed to be a grand however only like 20 people show up so this is obviously not feasible. Anyways...whatever the prize is we get down to business and yes I am card dead absolutely throughout the tourney. Unfrickenbelieveable, you would think the donks have learned how to play with all of the poker on tv and such but really it has just gotten worse. I got a guy to my right going all in on an A-2s with nothing on the board that resembles anything which would represent a hand. I almost laughed out loud seriously. Not to make light of a situation here but the guy that raised it all in actually had top pair with a pair of fours (five kicker! and self-proclaimed open ended straight draw!). I spent the night trying to accomplish a real goal of getting hammered which I succeeded!!! Because seriously I had 2 hands all night, a "wired" pair of threes (as Van Patten would put it) and A-8 which I ran into my buddy (who only raised like 1.15 times the blinds on the button) with pocket aces. Yeah thanks bud I think you will be picking up my fricken tab for the night you mofo. But really at that point it was trivial I was drunk, my other friends were looking like they were having more fun than me at the "out" table and I had less chips than the guy that was outside playing guitar.&lt;br /&gt;Funniest hand I ever saw....&lt;br /&gt;You will not believe this at all.&lt;br /&gt;Ok I am drunk, I cant remember the exact flop so I will embellish. Four guys in the pot..One guy raises, two guys fold. flop comes 6h-3s-qc.&lt;br /&gt;ok, one guy bets other guy calls.&lt;br /&gt;turn is 6h&lt;br /&gt;WTF???  (and I actually said that before anybody out loud!!!)&lt;br /&gt;TWO SIX OF HEARTS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok I know I am card dead thus far but this is ridiculous. We look at the cards and there is an extra six of hearts in a brand new deck of cards. Obviously the braniacs that were running the tourney didn't bother to count or match up the cards. Needless to say this was the only entertainment of the night other than the couple making out on the dance floor later on in the night at the second place we ended up at.&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend that looks like eddie the eagle from the muppets and actually that is what I call him. He is great and bought me a few drinks which I appreciated. The only problem with the guy is that he has three stages of drunkeness. First it is the normal drunk guy, who turns into the fun drunk guy (like me all night) then he turns into the loud funny but pick a fight guy which I feel I have to defend (well I am the biggest of my group). But to tell you the truth the drinks were worth it tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Well signing off for tonight man it is fricken hard to type when you are hammered. I have a real problem remembering anything the next day so needless to say this will be news to me tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114094730993345549?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114094730993345549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114094730993345549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114094730993345549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114094730993345549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/02/local-tourney.html' title='Local tourney'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019692.post-114089767207395304</id><published>2006-02-25T13:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T14:01:12.083-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead End</title><content type='html'>Now I am not sure how much of myself I want to put out there.  Now I am a longtime blog reader first time blog poster and there is an interesting circle of thoughts that go through your head when starting a blog.  Namely..how much do I want to put out there for the whole world to read?  Also namely who is going to read this?  Well I would say typically that I don't really care a whole lot of what people around me think but thats not entirely true.  But I will say this, I am myself and no one can change that...they either like me or not because it isn't really going to change who I am.  Thats the way I am going to treat this blog.  Put it out there because it doesn't really matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intros - I live in a baron desolate land in Canada on the prairies where fun mostly revolves around getting hammered on a friday night and spending the rest of the weekend recovering (although it wasn't like that 10 years ago).  I am a computer programmer who feels stuck in an IT world and don't get me wrong I am good at what I do and am paid well, however it is hard to get out of the industry when it is the only thing you know and have done all your life.  I play poker in my off time and am an o-k player.  I play small limits and did work freeroll money into about 3 grand or so bankroll which is what I play off of.  Prone to berating players at time (yeah I know bad me but whatthefuckweretheythinkinghittingtheirmiracle2outerontheriver) but do not really tilt money away (anymore).  I play live at the local casino sometimes in tourneys and cash games although I haven't faired as well there I have made a few big wins in local home type games.  Definately not a high roller although I can dream can't I? &lt;br /&gt;Personally I am married to an unbelievable woman and have one daughter (yes one and only one kid for me). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough of all this crap I hate doing intros but obviously when doing something of this nature (ie blogging) it is necessary I guess.  Just like I absolutely hate those school/work introductions where you go around in a circle and do a 2 minute presentation about yourself.  Not that I don't like talking in front of people but this is just fricken gay.  No one is really listening to what you say they are all thinking about what they are going to say or what they said and how stupid they sounded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that out of the way welcome, if you want to read strange stories that make no sense at times then read on and welcome to my world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23019692-114089767207395304?l=hcrdeadend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/feeds/114089767207395304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23019692&amp;postID=114089767207395304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114089767207395304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23019692/posts/default/114089767207395304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hcrdeadend.blogspot.com/2006/02/dead-end.html' title='Dead End'/><author><name>HCR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13639501201960196112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152297/dhp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
