Last week I was at the Trafic lights on the Nass Road - Kylemore road junction when a Romanian youg fellow started washing me headlights, I told him to stop but she continued, I beckoned him to my car window and said to him GTFO I have no dosh so he was wasting his time, he then pointed to some change in my car , I said, PLEASE GTFO. He eventually lwft
And started the same shiit with the old woman behind me. I was pissed off by this so I decided to go around the block and
See if he started to clean my car the 2nd time, I knew I'd make the lights as the turn right filter was very slow. So
I arrive again 5 minutes later and the goon doesn't recognise me, so he starts cleaning the car again, I say, give both headlights a good clean , do the windscreen. He did quite a good job and my headlights and windscreen were immaculate
Unfortunately for him the lights had turned green and before I could slowly tell him to whistle danny boy in Irish for his money, I had to drive off, so I instead shout out my window to him, FK YOU SUCKER. STOP HASSLING PEOPLE.
I dunno it may seem like I@m an asshole here but I got such enjoyment out of it I was laughing for the whole day.
So next time some fkwit tries to bully you into getting your windscreen washed, let the fkr do it. Then simple drive off, probably best to leave the FK YOU SUCKER part out though.
Oh yeah, I might play poker this week.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
No time
I've been crazy busy these days, not much time for poker, however I ventured up to City West at 1 am and played a one table Sat for their 500 game, bubbled that, then decided I'd play cash 1/2 and win the entry fee, In less than an hour I made 5 buy ins. So I decdied I'd play the 500 game, I woke up next day and found myself
running late again, I live close to City West so I really should have ventured up to play as that was my whole reason for the 1 am drunkish visit the previous night.
I then thought of the calibre of player that might be playing the monkey game and decided to play the Cavan Open. 200 Euro buy in . It was 1 hours drive and a quite enjoyable game. I played loose early on and tightened up during the middle stages to run up a stack of over 200k (the AV 140) with about 20 left. 16 getting payed. I then had my usual two cooler hands at a vital stage one right after the other and I was crippled. I pushed a few times and eventually went out in the mid teens for 400 quid. I was quite annoyed about the coolers (played themselves) as I felt sure I was going to finish well up the leaderboard. I quite enjoyed the drive home though, I like the early morning zero cars on the road drives home, got home 7 am, stayed awake until 9 am to buy Paul McCartney tickets on sale (costly buggers) and fell asleep and missed the 300 ROE game in City West. THe other half was in the South of France all weekend so it would have been nice to get one more game in but meh. I made an ok profit. I'm not sure when my next game will be , I must check out the boards to see what is on offer this weekend.
16th OCTOBER
I am missing quite a few Live events this year. When I was ill I guess I got a wake up call that the tiny amount Of sleep I was allowing myself was leading me to crash n burn once too often, so I've given up quite a lot of poker,
I guess until I ramp back up (if I do) I won't need to write anything much on here. I've felt a lot healthier since I cutback and I've caught up on some resolutions from the New Year I had abandoned. Back playing soccer and back doing some of my ol creative exploits again. Believe it or not I do miss the small few bob I made from playing poker. Since I took up the game I 'd say I was up a modest few K each year. That includes donking off some cash online when under the influence.
The amount of times this past year when I've walked out of donkaments thinking the gods were plotting against me was starting to annoy the fk out of me. I accept varience etc but if you give up the game where does the varience you are due hit you? Hmmm. A whole philosophical discussion can be had here, suffice to say I haven't walked out of too many places lately cursing the gods, so that's a good thing. Last tounry I played was in Killarney, and I played like a man on drugs, Analysed it afterwards and I reckon I didn't really want to be there for 3 days sitting over a poker table , the social part of me just wanted to go around and shte talk to all and sundry. The next toruny I play will be to win and not socalise. Good luck to all in the IPO and the IWF.
running late again, I live close to City West so I really should have ventured up to play as that was my whole reason for the 1 am drunkish visit the previous night.
I then thought of the calibre of player that might be playing the monkey game and decided to play the Cavan Open. 200 Euro buy in . It was 1 hours drive and a quite enjoyable game. I played loose early on and tightened up during the middle stages to run up a stack of over 200k (the AV 140) with about 20 left. 16 getting payed. I then had my usual two cooler hands at a vital stage one right after the other and I was crippled. I pushed a few times and eventually went out in the mid teens for 400 quid. I was quite annoyed about the coolers (played themselves) as I felt sure I was going to finish well up the leaderboard. I quite enjoyed the drive home though, I like the early morning zero cars on the road drives home, got home 7 am, stayed awake until 9 am to buy Paul McCartney tickets on sale (costly buggers) and fell asleep and missed the 300 ROE game in City West. THe other half was in the South of France all weekend so it would have been nice to get one more game in but meh. I made an ok profit. I'm not sure when my next game will be , I must check out the boards to see what is on offer this weekend.
16th OCTOBER
I am missing quite a few Live events this year. When I was ill I guess I got a wake up call that the tiny amount Of sleep I was allowing myself was leading me to crash n burn once too often, so I've given up quite a lot of poker,
I guess until I ramp back up (if I do) I won't need to write anything much on here. I've felt a lot healthier since I cutback and I've caught up on some resolutions from the New Year I had abandoned. Back playing soccer and back doing some of my ol creative exploits again. Believe it or not I do miss the small few bob I made from playing poker. Since I took up the game I 'd say I was up a modest few K each year. That includes donking off some cash online when under the influence.
The amount of times this past year when I've walked out of donkaments thinking the gods were plotting against me was starting to annoy the fk out of me. I accept varience etc but if you give up the game where does the varience you are due hit you? Hmmm. A whole philosophical discussion can be had here, suffice to say I haven't walked out of too many places lately cursing the gods, so that's a good thing. Last tounry I played was in Killarney, and I played like a man on drugs, Analysed it afterwards and I reckon I didn't really want to be there for 3 days sitting over a poker table , the social part of me just wanted to go around and shte talk to all and sundry. The next toruny I play will be to win and not socalise. Good luck to all in the IPO and the IWF.
Saturday, October 3, 2009
oh Dear
my Killarney ME went badly, I run so badly in donkaments, I left the poker and decided to go mountain climbing today v early, (5 hours) , got soaked but Kerry is an amazingly beautiful place. So meh to all that poker. It was probably a good thing I lost my pass card on Friday, it meant I'd no access to my cash to stay playing, I'd never borrow from anyone to play , so I decided not to waste the opportunity to admire my surroundings. My hotel (LOL) room had about 12 daddy long legs in the bathroo, I was sure they were reading the paper over my shoulder. I had being watched.
It must be the least amount of money I've spent on a weekend in years.
Less poker for me I grow weary of it.
It must be the least amount of money I've spent on a weekend in years.
Less poker for me I grow weary of it.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Killarney bring her on boss
Tomorrow I head for the Kingdom, I've only played one game in 5 weeks so not exactly good preparation for this.
I made some hero calls and ran well enough but the usual cooler was waiting for me, the only player who could knock me out with 6 left hit his trips , I hit the same trips and am outkicked for a huge pot. One of the hands just before the final table went like this, I raised with AJ to the BB of an aggro player. He looked at his cards then was about to muck but said feck it I'll play it. He calls my 4 BB raise. Flop is K high, I bet it he calls. I'm thinking now he is on a draw or he is happy to call down with K high, the turn come a brick and I decide to check to see if he'll try to steal,
He bets I call, (still with A high) The river fills a back door flush but that is not the draw I put him on, I check
And he bets again, now I know he hasn't hit a straight, I know he wasn't chasing a backdoor flush and I knew he'd be happy to take the pot if he had just K J or something. I decided I was ahead enough here to call and I scooped the pot.
He turned over a missed straight draw. I was happy with that plus two other hands in this game, I seemed to remember Doke remarking on how a lot of players bluff too much, I totally agree with him. My aim for Killarney is to play poker,
I don't want to sit there and suffer through it, so whilst it may mean an early exit , I prepared to accept that, I've come to realise that enjoying the game is not going deep or making the money or ego boosting HMD hits, for me it's about playing the game as well as I can and trying to enjoy it as much as possible. So bring on the bat beats etc that will just mean I playing well -> mission accomplished.
And eh VOTE YES by the way, yer kids need you to use the ol grey matter in this regard.
I made some hero calls and ran well enough but the usual cooler was waiting for me, the only player who could knock me out with 6 left hit his trips , I hit the same trips and am outkicked for a huge pot. One of the hands just before the final table went like this, I raised with AJ to the BB of an aggro player. He looked at his cards then was about to muck but said feck it I'll play it. He calls my 4 BB raise. Flop is K high, I bet it he calls. I'm thinking now he is on a draw or he is happy to call down with K high, the turn come a brick and I decide to check to see if he'll try to steal,
He bets I call, (still with A high) The river fills a back door flush but that is not the draw I put him on, I check
And he bets again, now I know he hasn't hit a straight, I know he wasn't chasing a backdoor flush and I knew he'd be happy to take the pot if he had just K J or something. I decided I was ahead enough here to call and I scooped the pot.
He turned over a missed straight draw. I was happy with that plus two other hands in this game, I seemed to remember Doke remarking on how a lot of players bluff too much, I totally agree with him. My aim for Killarney is to play poker,
I don't want to sit there and suffer through it, so whilst it may mean an early exit , I prepared to accept that, I've come to realise that enjoying the game is not going deep or making the money or ego boosting HMD hits, for me it's about playing the game as well as I can and trying to enjoy it as much as possible. So bring on the bat beats etc that will just mean I playing well -> mission accomplished.
And eh VOTE YES by the way, yer kids need you to use the ol grey matter in this regard.
Monday, August 10, 2009
some more ramblings
I guess I should put in some poker content. I've had two final tables in the last week, the FT of the scalps and the FT of the celbridge super Sat. I won the minimum in both compared to how I felt I should have done. In the Fitz Scalps I played till about 4.00 am for a miserly 200 quid, I went out 6th when A10 beats my KK, when the Pot would have guaranteed me at least runner up spot for a couple of grand. In the Super Sat, I'm in a very healthy shape with 4 left. Short stack comes over the top of me with A rag and he hit his A agianst my QQ, win that and I'm guaranteed an IWF ticket. Instead I have to settle for a Killarney ticket worth 550. I never seem to win the actual critical hands at the critical stages when I'm at a FT. I've changed my style of play 3 times to see what approach is best. I'm convinced an aggressive
approach is the route as you will get called light when you have big hands, but you gotta stay ahead, It's frustrating to say the least. I reckon I'm overdue a very healthy win this coming winter season. Remember you heard it here 1st. I predict a 10-20k score by the end of the year.
A lot of bloggers seems to have bitten the dust this last while, which is a pity, I enjoyed reading the ramblings of one or two posters, I've often wondered why I do it myself, I guess the answer is , I don't mind so much the writing part of it and looking back at some old posts gives you an idea of when you were running ok/bad etc.
The thing is and what some people forget is, It's not a writing competition to see whose blog is the most irritating
Or intresting. It's just random crap at a specific moment in time that guages how you are running/feeling. If it were a competition I reckon I'd have zero posts in this particular blog anyway. At the end of the day if you are reading this and you think it's boring shite, perhaps you should be looking at yourself and find something better to do with your time, instead of rating people ramblings out of 10. I'll give up writing in this thing when I get bored with it, no other reason.
approach is the route as you will get called light when you have big hands, but you gotta stay ahead, It's frustrating to say the least. I reckon I'm overdue a very healthy win this coming winter season. Remember you heard it here 1st. I predict a 10-20k score by the end of the year.
A lot of bloggers seems to have bitten the dust this last while, which is a pity, I enjoyed reading the ramblings of one or two posters, I've often wondered why I do it myself, I guess the answer is , I don't mind so much the writing part of it and looking back at some old posts gives you an idea of when you were running ok/bad etc.
The thing is and what some people forget is, It's not a writing competition to see whose blog is the most irritating
Or intresting. It's just random crap at a specific moment in time that guages how you are running/feeling. If it were a competition I reckon I'd have zero posts in this particular blog anyway. At the end of the day if you are reading this and you think it's boring shite, perhaps you should be looking at yourself and find something better to do with your time, instead of rating people ramblings out of 10. I'll give up writing in this thing when I get bored with it, no other reason.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
some musings on being an ex Mad Bastard (apparently)
I met up with a few old workmates from a few years ago and they were reminding me of some of the ol antics I used to get up to. It's funny what people remember , you work with people for 10 years + and do they remember the excellent projects you saw though to fruition, the acomplished presentatons you feel you made (I know dilusional) . Nope what people remember is the nights out and drunken (mis)behaviour. I won't provide details of said drunken antics lest you forget what a brilliant poker player I am and similarly only remember me for tomfoolery.
What does this say about us as Irish people? You could discover a cure for cancer, swim the atlantic, grow a fine rose bush, stick up several walls of perfectly fitting wallpaper, make a lasagna that doesn't turn to soup, and yet people will only remember you for the kind of behaviour that belongs with Johnny Knoxville and his gang .
It seems the biggest compliment you can get is when people say you were a 'mad bastard' in your younger years. The trouble with this is when you get older you tend to remember the other 'more professional 'stuff and when you meet up with former colleagues you yearn to bring this up so everyone can tell you what a great chap you were, but no, I'm afraid the 'mad bastard'
tag is the best we can hope for. The problem with this is the ol antics they may refer to lose thier ardour with you with the passing of the years and the'mad bastard' tag just seems to be a
euphemism for drunken twit. Meh, you reap what you sow I guess. Anyone for some Lasagna soup. (I er put too much of something in it)
What does this say about us as Irish people? You could discover a cure for cancer, swim the atlantic, grow a fine rose bush, stick up several walls of perfectly fitting wallpaper, make a lasagna that doesn't turn to soup, and yet people will only remember you for the kind of behaviour that belongs with Johnny Knoxville and his gang .
It seems the biggest compliment you can get is when people say you were a 'mad bastard' in your younger years. The trouble with this is when you get older you tend to remember the other 'more professional 'stuff and when you meet up with former colleagues you yearn to bring this up so everyone can tell you what a great chap you were, but no, I'm afraid the 'mad bastard'
tag is the best we can hope for. The problem with this is the ol antics they may refer to lose thier ardour with you with the passing of the years and the'mad bastard' tag just seems to be a
euphemism for drunken twit. Meh, you reap what you sow I guess. Anyone for some Lasagna soup. (I er put too much of something in it)
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