Thursday, August 31, 2006


31 AUG 06

Folks, I am proud and humbled to tell you that I had my very first story published this month in the online magazine Truckin’.

Dr. Pauly, you continue to amaze me with your outstanding writing. Thanks for including me with this bunch!!

Friends, you can get to the August '06 issue by clicking the link below.


Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Enriching Your Life

30 AUG 06

Post #2 Today.

I’ve been playing guitar for over 30 years. I cannot do this.

You can thank me later.

PS. Does anyone know what scale he’s using about ¾ the way into the song?

Money at 4/8?

30 AUG 06

This is something I spoke with Seattle John about. He insists there is money to be made at 4/8. The more I play, the more I disagree. I play 4/8 only because it’s something to do while waiting for a 10/20 or 20/40 seat, and I get to work on my reading skills cheaply. I never go into it believing I’m going to be profitable. I also never (well, almost never) allow myself to lose more than $100 at this level.

Last night, I get a seat at 4/8. I regular 10/20 player sits across from me. She has the distinction of being more aggressive than me (?) and she’s about my skill level, perhaps even better. I’ve seen her make some great calls and great reads, especially against me.

That’s when the drunks showed up.

All four of them sat in a row in seats 4 through 7. They were clearly together and having a ball. I looked over at Karen (Kathy? Erin?) in the 3 seat and pretended to wipe drool off my chin. We both started cracking up.

I went on a rush that included a great read (calling with bottom pair and a missed draw into an aggressive bettor to my left) and a huge pot when I flopped a set of kings to someone who flopped AK. That pot was capped 6 ways preflop.

I took my $300 profit over to 10/20 where the table was especially bad, but I figured, what the heck. More of the same nonsense (7 way flops more often than not), and I find myself back below $100 when I look down at pocket kings. I get felted on the turn and one of the idiots bets into me. I said a bad word (evoking a horrible look from one of my favorite dealers), yet was quite pleased when my over pair beat his overpair.

Two hands later, I have my $300+ profit back, and I hit the door running.

The experiment continues…

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Two Tournaments

29 AUG 06

And two wins.

Well, technically it was a first and second place. It should have been two first places, but my opponent in the second tournament called for all of her chips with overcards when I had a pair, and she hit. Please make that call every time!!

I’m finally getting around to watching older episodes from season two of High Stakes Poker on GSN (DVR is way cool). Last night I watched the sick hand between Gus Hansen and Daniel Negreanu where they both flopped sets and Gus turned the quads (which also gave Daniel the full house). Gus betting into Daniel with the made quads was unbelievable. No one on the planet keeps their money in that situation.

Doyle Brunson made a Level 12 move earlier in that same game that most people missed. On a paired board he makes what looks like a continuation bet, but in effect he was deliberately pricing his opponent into calling for the flush draw. This move should be highly suspicious, but only to an expert player. It says, “Please draw to the flush, because I already have the full house and I dearly hope you hit.” It was level 12 because Doyle didn’t have the full house. He just bet it like he did. It would never work against, say, the moron who called off her chips with overcards (see above).

Well, I was impressed. Maybe I’m giving Doyle too much credit?


PS. I might be begging for a Vegas trip during the week of October 15th. There is a big radiology meeting on High Clinical Field MRI. Anyone gonna be there?

Monday, August 28, 2006

Managing Expectations

Editors Note: I wrote this on Saturday, but Blogger wouldn't let me post it (even after, like 10 attempts). I since had a nice turn around, which I'll post about tomorrow.

26 AUG 06

Blogging on a Saturday. I just had to get this out while it’s fresh.

My experiment had a little set back last night. In fact, I’m amazed I still have any money left. As a way of highlighting what happened (in a not-so-cleverly-disguised bad beat story), my trips ran into full houses three times in two hours. All to the same guy.

This is reminiscent of the quad story when I first started playing 10/20.

In this case, the dude limped all three times. I flopped trips each time and he either turned or rivered his small pocket pairs. That’s right. He stayed in on boards with all face cards when he held pocket 2s, 5s and 6s.

You expect to lose money in these situations, but I KNOW I lost more than necessary because of tilt. In fact, there were at least 5 big bets that I didn’t need to make. $100 down the drain unnecessarily.

Why did this happen? I didn’t manage my expectations. I woke up this morning singing the Kenny Rogers line, “every hand’s a winner,” You know the rest.

If I went in expecting to lose a few big hands, maybe I’d be able to see more clearly. No one DESERVES to win just because they have a made hand.

Friday, August 25, 2006

Are You Kidding Me?!

25 AUG 06

I am tired today. Why, you ask? Because I was up until after 1 am sweating my wife in a Party Poker freeroll tournament.

Roll that one around in your brainstem for a bit.

It was one of the most frustrating things I’ve ever watched. The way she plays makes me nuts. Limping from the button with pocket pairs in an unraised pot.

Every time.

She also limps with AK and AQ.

In fact, she only raised preflop twice that I saw, once with pocket Aces (Wow. So brave).

Her restraint; however, was incredible. She folded QQ preflop to a maniac I’m sure she had beat and she (correctly) folded KK post flop when she correctly read a moron on Ace-rag.

The stats are mind boggling.

16,400 players to start. That’s not a typo. Over sixteen THOUSAND players in this thing.

Top ten get paid REAL CASH.

Everyone else? Bupkis. Nada. Zilch.

She took 7th. $40 for zero investment. Try calculating THAT ROI, Mr. Sklansky! Un-friggin-believable.

Congrats, babe. I’m going to take a nap.

Thursday, August 24, 2006

Happy Birthday, Son!

24 AUG 06

My son turns 9 today. He gets to choose where we go for dinner. I have a hunch he’ll pick Sushi.


My poker experiment continues. The only highlights are:

I’ve had my pocket Aces cracked 4 consecutive times.
I’ve had three consecutive winning sessions.

That is all for now.

Tuesday, August 22, 2006


22 AUG 06

By now, you’ve all heard of Chris “Jesus” Ferguson’s experiment where he played online poker and turned $1 into $20,000.

Dr. Chako’s experiment was very nearly the reverse. Yay for me.

So now, I’m trying something different. I took $20 into the local fish tank, a place called PJ Pockets. I played super tight (including folding pocket 10’s and AK pre-flop), and turned the $20 into over $100.

Yesterday I took a portion of that and bought into a $35 three-table hold ‘em tourney at Freddie’s at Fife. A three way chop for first place gave me $320. I was the chip leader (I think), with 30,000 in chips, but the blinds were 3000/5000, so it’s really a crap shoot at that point and these tournaments always get chopped. I kind of wanted to run it to see if I could win, but since there was more luck than skill at that point, the chop was the wisest choice.

Side note, after the 6th person busted, we decided to let places 4 and 5 get their money back. #6 dude heard this and got really pissed. “What about me?” he asked.

Screw you, buddy. You should have played better poker.

I could do no wrong in this tournament. My first hand I raised with 5 6 and the flop was 5 5 5. I never looked back.

Anyway, my plan is to take that $20 and turn it into a bank roll. I’ll have to do this around my new business schedule, which is more successful than I imagined.

That said, would you believe my little corporation has to pay close to 50% in taxes? I knew I should have been a Libertarian (or was that librarian?)

Thursday, August 17, 2006

Cruisin’ on a Wednesday Afternoon…

17 AUG 06

Before I get to poker on the high seas, I have to relate this story. My family and I are driving yesterday when AC/DC comes on the radio. My wife and I are singing (loudly):

'Cause the walls were shakin'
The earth was quakin'
My mind was achin'
And we were making it and you -
Shook me aaaaaall niiiiiiiiight long

Right when we finished “shakin’,” from the back seat my 8 year old son asks, “ what’s a World Wide Chicken?”

I guess you had to be there.


I’ve decided not to get into the gory details about playing 5/10 on the Royal Caribbean cruise ship. I can sum it up in this short quip:

8 way flop. Turn brings 3rd spade. River brings 4th spade. Four players still left in the hand. Bet. Call. Call.

Moron #4 GOES INTO THE TANK. For like, 2 minutes. He’s really conflicted here. I’m thinking, he obviously has the second nut flush, but what about the two callers ahead of him? He finally calls and shows:

Wait for it…

Top pair, no spade.

If I stayed at the table, I would have eventually paid for the cruise, but instead I did a very positive EV thing and got away from the table with more cash than when I sat down and had a great time.

Tomorrow – pictures!!

(If Blogger let’s me post ‘em.)

Monday, August 14, 2006

Morons on the High Seas

I've been on a cruise (and played some poker), so I apologize for not posting. In fact, this is the longest I've been away from the blog. I'm having withdrawls.

I can't wait to tell you about this trip. It will have to wait for now. I've got to plan for like 6 hours to get through airport security.

Thursday, August 03, 2006

Thanks and Stuff

3 AUG 06

It’s been a while since I said thanks to my top referrers. I have a sneaking suspicion that it’s the site owners who click on my link (as opposed to traffic on their sites that just HAVE to read about a pokerplaying Army Doctor on tilt), but I say “thankya” just the same.

Without further ado, my top referrers:
Seattle John
Dr. Pauly
Up For Poker

Since I suggested it to Huge Junk, I give you the always entertaining, Google Searches that Lead to My Blog:

"I am standing here beside myself"
"Never play cards with a man called doc"
"Never play cards with a man named after a city"
"Husband loses at poker"
"Making a move on a man" (Huge Junk, was that you?)
"You got to have hand" (Seinfeld reference)
"Doctors get very little sleep" (amen, but so do poker players – try doing both!)

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Back in the Saddle

1 AUG 06

Played Friday AND Saturday night. So there!

It was nice to book two winning sessions in a row at 20/40. The long break did me good. I paid a lot more attention, and didn’t even have to force myself to watch other players when I wasn’t in the hand. I’m certain I got too complacent when I was playing every day.

I was on the list for everything from 4/8 to 30/60. 20/40 was the highest thing they had going, and I got right in. About an hour later, they called me for the 10/20, and I passed.


Another regular took that seat. He folds his first hand (make a note of this), and two other players see a flop of A J J. Bet. Call.

Turn J. Check. Check.

River King of Hearts. Bet. Raise. Re-raise. Cap!

Don has quad jacks with an Ace kicker and missy in the one seat rivers the Royal Flush.

Bad Beat Jackpot baby.

Missy takes home $45,000 and Don gets a cool $90,000 which they pay him in chips. My ears are still ringing from all the screaming.

Table share - $7800 (each) for everyone dealt in the hand (including the guy who took MY seat, the bastid). Oh well, I still won $600 one table over. That’s cool, too, right?

A couple interesting notes. One guy got up to go the bathroom and missed his blind. No table share for you, dude! Everyone realized that the cards would have been dealt differently if he stayed, so they each chipped in one black chip and the two big winners rounded it out to $1000. Still, it was an expensive piss.

The best news of the night – Kye (the dealer) was tipped by everyone at the table. She was cashing out at the same time I was, and her hands were shaking so bad she couldn’t count out the chips.


Not too shabby, and a great gesture from the players (mostly Don, I think. It’s too bad, because it was easy thinking he was a jerk. Now I may have to reassess).