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Monthly Archives: February 2011
From American Thinker
Things I’ve learned while in Vegas. I’m not a “know-it-all.” My friends back home know I’m no pro. Frankly, my buddies back home were tougher than the typical $1-$2 no limit table that I’ve run into in Vegas. Locals consider it their Patriotic duty to “fleece the tourists.” Don’t be that guy who is fit to be fleeced. How? By listening to me. I’m just a bee who has found a good source of nectar and I’m trying to pass along that knowledge to whoever is wise enough to listen. So, in no particular order, some of the knowledge that I have gleaned in my first three months here in Vegas…
1. Buy in amount: Nothing spells RANK AMATEUR like buying in for the minimum. Sure, maybe you are down on your luck, or just dipping your toe into the deeper waters, but why not just put a sign on your forehead: “RANK NEWBY! Beat me!” At least keep us guessing. Let us figure out that you do not know what the hell you are doing by first playing a few hands.
2. Know thy enemy: You just sat down at the table. Your adrenaline is pumping. Your hands are shaking. You look down and see A-T off suit under the gun. Throw it away. Or you see J-T suited. Whatever, dude. Throw. It. Away. Shut up and listen. Sit and watch. The first 30-40 minutes are just for watching and determining the types of players that you are up against. Does the guy to your right play too many hands? Does the guy to your right over-play big pocket pairs? Does the guy next to the dealer ALWAYS make a continuation bet, even when he does not hit the flop? Shut up, sit there and do your homework. Or you can just play the first hand, and every other hand once you sit down, and lose your entire stack in a nanosecond. Did I mention “shut up and listen? Sit there and watch?” If not, I meant to.
3. Recognizing locals: I’ve only been here about three months but already I can recognize most locals within minutes. Telling you how to recognize one is too difficult. What they do not (usually) do is easier. Ball caps from other locations (If you were from Vegas would you wear a “Cleveland Browns” cap?). Sunglasses and ipod and fancy clothes? Can you say TOOORIST?Okay, some locals wear gaudy wristwatches, jewelry and headgear. Watch who they talk to. Do they know the dealer? Do others walk by and talk to them who also do not look like they are from CLEVELAND, OHIO, or do they mention playing together in a cash game three weeks ago? This is not rocket science. Just listen, observe, and use your common sense. Why do you want to “recognize locals”? One, to stay out of their way, in general. But also to exploit them, under the right circumstances—more about that later. Continue reading
Woke up late yesterday. Tried to lay in the sun and get some Vitamin D, or is it A? Just hazy sun, no fun. Stopped on the way to the casino for three goat meat tacos. Won $500 in about two hours in a cash game at The MGM. I didn’t play particularly well, just got lucky. 😉
Talked with a local during my game and he turned me on to the cash games at The Aria and The Wynn. I left on the way to the Sahara for an hour at The Wynn. Won $85 more in an hour. Got to The Sahara in time for the 7:00 pm tournament at The Sahara. Crap, I had terrible cards for so long my tongue turned blue. But I somehow made it to the final 12, and got knocked out with ATs versus AKoffsuit. But I got my buy-in back, so I won $585 for the day for 9 hours work.
Sunday I also woke up “late” 10:30 ish. I screwed around for a couple of hours and then went “to work.” Got great sushi on the way for my one meal of the day. Got incredible great cards again. Played poker during the Super Bowl for the first time in my life. Won $790 for five hours of fun. Won $1,375 for two days. Came home and wrote this post.
NO! I am not bragging. Texas Hold ’em is all luck and no skill! Thank you *Dear Lord baby Jesus!
p.s. on my long trek out here, I passed Talladega Super Speedway (on Route 40).
Know thy (fucking) enemy. Gramps could tell you all about how the gooks operated in the jungle. To stay alive and to win, you must know your enemy.
Liberals lost the attacks on Reagan during his life time. He won with the largest majorities of electoral votes during my lifetime. America loved him, and prospered greatly. Yet liberals hated him, and attacked him unmercifully.
Remember when he died? Liberals tried to act as though they had loved him and supported him, too. Lies, all lies.
Reagan is still popular with America in general. So popular that liberals are trying to sell the lie that Obama is somehow Reaganesque. Bullshit. Reagan would have hated Obama and fought him with every breath he took.
Now, near the century anniversary of Reagan’s birth, liberals are still attacking him. You just are not paying attention. See here. See here. And here and here. See more fag sputum from Reagan’s only son here.
God, I feel sorry for those too young to have seen what I’ve seen. Liberals are sorry worthless pieces of human excrement. Yet they try to dress themselves up as human beings. If it were not for people like me, who have been around, and who know how they operate, Americans might believe their bull shit.
Johnny and June, singing together in 1978, and again in 1994…
[Glad she got her teef fixed between the two dates.]
Ah yes, the “peaceful” left, they’re sooo misunderstood.
Fucking Feds shut down web sites that stream sporting events just ahead of the Super Bowl. In an act rich in irony, the Immigration and Customs Enforcement helped with the shut down. Those Barney Fife bumbling idiots can’t be bothered to protect our borders, but they damn sure can shut down without a warrant the private website of American citizens. Regular readers know what fans we are of ATDHE!
I do not know that what ATDHE does is illegal, although I suspect that it is. However, I think that it is a private breach of contract between the NFL and ATDHE. The NFL is a bunch of big boys, let them put on their granny panties and sue ATDHE if it is. The Government should have no business interfering with a private website. If they can shut down ATDHE, they can shut down anybody, including you and me.
I like their spunk! ATDHE is already up at another cite! ATDHE.me
Hi guys, I’m baaack! Actually, I’ve been back since yesterday, but I was so busy at Casa de T. Bagg that I could not actually post anything until today! Ask me anything. LTB