I can't Help Myself

So, I was thinking and decided that I am a pretty creative guy. So after I had thought for a few moments I felt like I should share some of my talents. Now, I know that it may appear that I am picking on one certain person, but I assure you this is all in good fun, and totally focused on helping this individual get out of the poker funk that he is currently experiencing. And, the fact that Tunica is coming just get my juices flowin (not panties wet juices but the creative ones) and I feel like that I should share. I mean all my readers have stuck by me this long, I owe! So, here ya go. Enjoy!



Google rocks so hard. I had no idea how much information was available about Irish Dwarves.

Here's To You Little Guy

Well, I realize it has been some time since my last post, but I think just maybe you will forgive me after what you read next. As some of you may know, I have a bit of an interest in little people. Please afford me the opportunity to explain. I do not discriminate betwen midgets, elves, dwarves, or the occasional short friend that all of us have. I don't know what it is, I am just fascinated. I mean those little bastards are cuter than a freckled pup in a peppermint patch!!! Now realize this is not a fetish, but truly I am amazed. Those little guys surviving in a big person's world shows the kind of resilience and effort that most of us normal sized people could only imagine to posess.

Welll I could go on and on, so let's just get to my tribute. Here's to the little people, and the inventor of the step stool!

http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1282871605

REally, VEGAS!!!!!!!

OK, I think this needs to happen, so I want to offer some thoughts on the matter. Vegas is surely the destination of choice for touristy gambler. Although, after being seduced by Tunica, I find myself hesitant in regard to turning the cold shoulder on Sammy and heading West. But, after much deliberation, wise counsel, and considerable evaluation, I believe that a date should be made for VEGAS. Not only a date, but specifically, January of 2009. Why, because it works for me OK, and it gives me time to prepare on many fronts.

Here is my theory. Early January means free rooms a lot of places. Tough Man gets his vacation bonus. Mundo gets to look forward to something for the next 14 months. I get to work it out with the wifey poo and I have the Christmas built in bankroll builder. Bird man specifically uttered January 09, and it gives us so much time to recruit other trip participants.

So, what are the thoughts here? Is this copacetic? I would like to point out that I have offered this as a suggestion for comment, and have not just thrown out a date for you to like or lump, as has been the process by others in the past. In this Frotocracy there will be input by all.

TUNICA IS ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OK, now what do we have here, hmmmmmmmmm, that's right Sam's Town Tunica baby! I am starting to get jazzed up for this trip. Dates are now locked in for January 18th through 21st. That is a Friday through Monday for all of you who do not have a 2008 calendar in front of you. My task is as follows: Convince "Sweet" Shirley, the Queen of Direct Mail Offers to send out comp coupons that include weekend nights. Natrocity, being the high roller he is, already receives comps that include weekends, but the little guy (not directed at Tough Man) only gets coupons that include Sun. thru Thurs. And speaking of a small matter, Tough Man actually receives no coupons what so ever. Actually, yours truly, called down before our last trip in December and spoke with Shirley so Tough Man could get comped for a room and hooked up with a $25 table chip (which could have doubled as a frisbee for him) that I didn't even get. I would imagine that by the time I get done talking with Shirly this next time I will have no comps and Tough Man will be getting a free plane ride down. You know where nice guys finish.

Now, why is it that I am pumped? Well, first of all, there is no other reason needed then returning to the 'Slammer' but there is an added bonus on this trip. The WPT and WSOP circuit events will be happening in Tunica when we head down there. The main event for the WPTstarts on 1-21 and the main event for the WSOP starts on 1-19. The WPT event is hosted by the GoldStrike, and the WSOP is hosted over at the Grand. I don't know why I want to hang with the pros, but I just think that I do. I do have visions of some of the pros hitting the dice table and watching them win and lose ridiculous amounts of money. My line-up would be Phil Ivey, Sammy Farha, David Benyamine, Freddy Deeb, Gus Hansen, Mike Matusow, and Mickey Appleman. Hey, its my line-up go %$#& yourself.

So it looks like just 5 of us for Tunica, although you always have the possibles that probably won't go. Here is my list of possibles: Andy Schroeder, Byrd Howard, Chad Taylor, Lee Chesnut, and I have heard no rumors about Dan the Man Grimbstaff. You know I haven't really thought about it until now, but Dan is not a very big guy and I am just wondering if we could pit Dan the Man against Tommy the Tough Man in a small cage match. Now I know it would take some real engineering to reduce the scale of the cage (ring) but I think it could be done. Just a thought. I will have the van ready to go--and I am sure Tough Man will appreciate not having to ride in the back both ways on the trip. And, what time should we leave for Tunica--I recommend 10 AM on the 18th. I know this cuts in on some sleeping time for a few of the kids but hey, sacrifices can be made.

Oh well, that is it for now, just pumped and ready. According to my calculations we have exactly 94 days until Tunica--wow its longer than I thought. And, do you realize that we will only be going to Tunica one time in 2007!!!!! But, in order to soften that blow--we will be back in Tunica just 4 monts after our January 08 trip. SWEETTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

Big Pot Poker and the impending Variance

OK, I haven't had a lot to say about my ongoing issue with the "Tough Man" regarding my considerable dislike of his "big pot" poker tendencies. So often I hear, the whole night is about 1 or 2 big hands. So, I get the phone call yesterday about his venture to El Caesar on Tuesday, and it starts out with the following: How'd it go? "You don't even want to know". Well, I must admit that I immediately thought that the Tough Man had a good night, because he has used that same line on me before. So, I am waiting for the big story about some big hands and call downs and how he made $700 blah blah blah. But, no, that is indeed not what I got.

The "Tough Man" apparently is at home in the Eastern poker culture, and finally outran the Karma that has been holding him down. The Tough Man crushes the game for almost $2000 and does it with J8. Well, I must say that I would have probably laid the hand down with the reraise on the flop, but he just doesn't have it in him if there is the slightest chance he thinks he is good. And well, UPS, or Ship IT was the result. So Power Poker got cute with KK and Tough Man wins a $2000 pot. I say, good for him.

And, because I am writing about a potentially certified "cash game killah" in the making, I will put up a few things he says I have been missing. First, Natrocity is an online beast at Stars. That's right, Nater the Dominator has deposited and nearly doubled his buy in playing sng's. The "Tough Man" has requested a comparison screen shot from Sharkscope and I have been hesitant to do so, since I have been pulling up the rear, but you know what, I got balls, and have no problems getting it into print right here. so here ya go! (This screen shot is actually at the top of this post as you well know) I must say that Super Mundus is really missing his calling--as he should be mega multi tabling with that ROI. And, for Natrocity, well, I am happy as hell for him, because I was not sure that his style was going to necessarily fair well on the internet. But, what in the hell do I really know.

Oh, I have also forgot to mention the Tough Man's recent tournament success online, but the only problem is that when he wins $1500 he only get to keep like $60 bucks. It is time for another big payday on line so he can cash out for a new truck, or so he can pay more child support. With the Tough Man's larger roll, does this now mean he is a 2/5er? Time will tell, but one thing has become clear. He definitely has his GAME ON!

Maybe I will go to Caesars next Wednesday for the free roll after all, especially if the games are soft enough for the White Asian to rape them.

Postive ROI & Profit--The End is Near

Oh what do we have here? Well, that must be some sic stats posted by none other than Frodaddy10. Finally after 2.5 years of grinding it out, the numbers prove I am not a four legged, hay eating, hee haw!

While this is vindication against all of those out there who have not respected me or my game, you must know there is a degree of personal satisfaction that I take from being a self-proclaimed internet retard, but still having been able to make a few bucks (like $5 according to the picture above). Now, the truth is that I earned several hundred from Party (please giggle about the fact that I call it earning money at Party when I actually broke even after dumping it on black jack--but earned at poker none-the-less) and have already cashed out for 3 $100.00 profit checks from Stars.

I think maybe I can playon this internet, but only in short periods. With my demanding wife and children, it is hard to find time to dedicate to a MTT, and honestly my attention wanes. I have also found myself doing poorly with regard to tilt. Not that I tilt off my remaining stack or play badly, but I just quit, and don't play for a few days. That is no way for a grinder to really approach the game. OK, where is the money at? The 6-max tables are definitely where I have found myself--I think I may even have to give up Omaha now.

With this house project looking like it is atleast headed in the direction of completion, I think late Fall and Winter will provide the opportunity for that big MTT score. Not "Tough Man" big, but just big enough to move me up the food chain to a higher level of SNG's and increase my earning potential to really put a dent in the Disney trip bill.

Looks like planning for the Moose Poker tournament is moving right along, and again the Title is up in the air, as yours truly will not be competing. Our boy Tough Man will be taking a shot in the Circuit event this month at Caesars, so best of luck in that endeavor. Yeah, I got a piece of him, and it really sucks for him that the new tax law requires the casino to slice 25% of any prize over $5000 out for the tax man before you leave the casino. I guess some of the "pros" haven't done so well at itemizing their winnings--and with poker considered a game of chance--it shall be taxed and taxed some more!

And, if you are wondering, I am still pissed at the bald prick who asked to see my hand at "Ass"tar the other night. I wonder if there is any possible way that guy got hit by a bus walking out of the casino? But, I guess the police would have already questioned me if that was the case!

Perma "Tilt" & Apologies

may possibly the worst casino on the planet. And, when I say worst I am not being specific. Customer service, gambling enjoyment, physical environment, etc.

I recently persuaded my poker playing friends to head down to the commode that is Aztar, and boy am I embarrassed. You know the place just really sux, and the fact that it is only a few miles from the house is disgusting. I think at this point, I can't really ever go back there to gamble. Now, I have left myself an opening here for the following acceptable reasons to go back to Casino "Ass"tar: date night so the wife can play some slots, and to only play poker if for some reason I don't have the time to drive to Frenchy or Caesars. I also commit to never persuading, coercing, or blackmailing anyone to go to Aztar when there is another perfectly good Casino operating within 100 miles. OK, I have done it, there ya go. And, I am sorry to everyone (Mike & Tough Man) who had to experience that disgusting attempt at a gambling experience.

You may be asking, is Frodaddy mad because he had a shitty dice session, well yeah, but that really isn't even the crux of the real issues. This incredibly poorly run, tight ass boat is actually on its way to extinction. I believe that Casino Aztar is possibly going to be the only Riverboat that may actually shut down. Yep, you heard it here first, this place is truly disgusting. And, not only is it not nice, but the management and treatment of the recreational gambler is just horrendous. Asking for a comp is comparable to standing in front of a firing squad. I mean they have brainwashed people to not even ask. If Owensboro could just legalize gambling and put in a decent boat, Aztar would sink immediately. The poker room is a joke, because they actually have plenty of players, but the idiots won't run a game that every poker player wants to play. And, I haven't even told ya about the deli pizza--don't get the sausage unless you enjoy super spicy food. I mean, it took 3 milks to get it down, and yes I did just say milk, because the Deli soda machine was broken, imagine that (dump).

The poker room refuses to use mostly white chips in the 3/6 game--which is stupid as hell. No 1/2 NL which is about the dumbest shit I have ever heard, and the room needs a partition separating it from the slot machines. I mean there are plenty of people wanting to play and so many long lists. Why are the management staff not more prepared to have dealers in the poker room. Not uncommon for 10-15 person waits, and seats sitting open for 30-45 minutes. And, generally, the dealers are not fun. I mean a few are bad, but most are atleast decent from a mechanical perspective, but they are not fun at all. They should all be sent to Sam's Town in Tunica and retrained properly. I mean this is just a total joke. This boat really is doing everything it possibly can to kill business.

OK, let's talk craps for a second. The friggin dice tables at Aztar are not 'regulation' in my opinion. That's right, and I stand by it, the dice tables are short and that truly changes the cube experience. I actually hate Aztar for making me not like dice Saturday night. I am now over it and like dice again.

And, on a personal note, I believe that this dumb F%$*ing rule of asking to see another player's cards when your not in the hand has got to be stricken from the books. Ok, let me lay it out for ya. This semi-old dude who takes to long to make decisions at a 3/6 table and thinks he is much better than he really is slow rolls right after he sits down, then I am kind of on a tear, beating him to death at poker, and finally it happens! He asks to see my hand when not involved in the hand. And, he said it more than one time, as if demanding, and I so badly did not want to show my hand to this prick of a person. I ask the usual question, "so you thought I was cheating?" "Nope, it is my right" so I actually am volcanic at this point. Let me remind you that this is exactly what ruined my last Tunica trip. I mean, for whatever reason, this specific issue gets so far under my skin that I want to destroy something or someone. I actually may need therapy. So, long story short I go off a little on bald stupid prick guy and he leaves about 10 minutes later. I think in the future that I am calling the floor, and making the floor ask the person if he wants to see on the grounds of collusion, and then when the guy says no I can really go off. Somehow this rule must be changed before I commit homicide in a poker room.

I woke up very angry about the Aztar experience on Sunday before heading to Holiday World, and to be honest I am still alittle upset, but it is fading. I am taking off a minimum of one month from any casino (except maybe the Caesars free roll) gambling, and maybe longer. I just really have been left with a bad taste in my mouth from this past Saturday. I will be focusing on the house and yard, and hopefully I can get back to grinding on the internet a little more. Remember, Disney, 2008 will be here before you know it.

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Fro "Daddy" Warbucks Straight Pimp'in

OK, I am writing about some exciting news. But, to get this thing started out right let's got to the picture archive.

Yes, as you see to the left that is me, Fro "Daddy" Warbucks holding Michael "Annie" Mundy's hands. And, why does this not make any sense at all to the uninformed reader, well here's why! I was up at the French Lick poker room weekend before last, and was enjoying some 3-6 limit donkery with Nate and Mundo, while the Tough Man was over grinding at the "big game". So we play some 3-6 and the game breaks, then go to squeeze in some dice as we wait. Then head back for more 3-6 when another game gets started. So, in the midst of poker and dice, apparently the SuperMundus forgot to top off the ole tank with green backs. And, to his horror, he finds out that all the ATM lines are down and he has no access to cash flow. And, considering that he is taking it on the chin at the 3-6 table, well I think you can kind of figure it out from there. That's right, Mundo's generous pal is ready with c-note in hand to ensure the fun filled night continues. The sweet part of this entire story is that I really give Mike a hard time about borrowing, which is all in fun, because we know with his immaculate social manners that he is more than good for it, but the fact that he was so devastated to having dad here have to hand over money to keep him flush in white chips was an amazing experience. Well, in true Frodaddy fashion I begin talking it up with the other players at the poker table and go on about how Mike has never paid me back .........which is true even though he had only been into me for like 10 minutes. I didn't really let them know that though. Finally, one lady is so sorry for Mike that she states openly, "I just want to give him a hug". Now I realize you have to be there but this is hilariously funny all the while Nate is rolling about my stories regarding Mike "never" paying me back blah blah blah.

We finally make it to the dice table around midnight, and a time we did have. At this point, Nate owes me $100 and Mike now owes $300, which is outstanding. I mean I am pumped about this situation and can't wait to peel off another c-note any time Mike looks to be running short. But, then it happens. Yep, the dice GODS decree Mike has taken enough abuse from his pal and starts hooking the Super Mundus up with mucho chips. I mean, Mundus is spreading the board heavy upwards of $100 a shooter with his come bets (don't forget the odds), horns, and YO--2 ways. Actually I am surprised he stuck with that heavy approach being so low on fundage, but it turned out great. Mundo ends up popping the dice table for like 8 bills. So he gets out of debt to me and makes 4 hundy. He so quickly paid off this debt that I think he left like only $8 in his tray, which promptly was refilled. Nate also pays back almost instantly and alas, I have lost some of the joy I had, unless you consider that the dice table was spewing chips like a dump truck on tilt. Oh, did I mention, Super Mundus cashes out for his first PURPLE chip. That's right. I also cashed for a purple chip, but not my first, because I am player and I roll like that.

The Tough Man is enjoying the poker action and finally grinds out roughly a grand profit, but really appeared to enjoy me funding Mundus. Let me quote the Tough Man, "it was great, every time I looked over to your table you were handing him another $100". What a beautiful site it was, from this vantage point anyway. I will add that his workman like style does not allow for the above related experience at the dice table--mostly because that is how he rolls.

Oh, hit up another dice session this past weekend, but it was a short and I lost like $27 bucks. I introduced the wifey to the dice table, and it was quite an experience. Looks like golf and Poker (I meant dice) on the agenda for our foursome--and stay tuned, as I will be sure to have a pocket full of ben franks to hand over it the opportunity presents itself.

OH, I really had a bunch more to write, but this job and work thing is really killing me. Peace in the Middle East.

In Honor of the "Tough Man" and "Super Mundus"

Well, I felt it was about time to write something less abrasive, even positive or supportive in some way. Now I get the opportunity to do just that. Most of you are aware that I lurk around on Stars monkeying around with very low buy in sng's and micro level cash stakes. Do I think I can play at a higher level than that and be successful, I dunno. Am I successful right now, I dunno. I hover around a 0% ROI on Sharkscope, but somehow I have been able to pull money out of Party and Stars over my short online poker foray. Maybe my weak passive cash game is where I do it, or maybe Sharkscope has not compiled my complete body of work, not sure. One thing is for sure, I am not excelling, unless you consider that only 6% of online poker players are winners (that seems low, but maybe not). However, I have watched Tough Man and SuperMundus play live and Tough Man quite a bit online. I have respect for their games, and I have respect for their willingness to keep getting their money in good and having their testes ripped from the very sack that contains them. So, in a show of true empathy I provide the following (now I understand this does not gain me entry into the Secret Guild):

http://www.pokerhand.org/?1473046 OK, they guy had like 11 outs but still its just not right.

And another,http://www.pokerhand.org/?1473059 This last one is more of the I threw up in my mouth variety, but considering it was a free roll--it softens the blow.

And, since I just love a little color, I just didn't feel like I could post with out putting up a few of these:

Yes, for symmetry purposes I have kept the uploaded picture the same size as real life.

And one for Super Mundus:

I think it is very cool that i found this. And, here is a picture of what the old Super Mundus might look like in the "city of villains" (and yes this is a Wisconsin reference)

OK, that is really all I have for now.

You folks have a good one!!!!!! I will try to have a better one.

I Can't Believe this Bull Shit

I am not 100% sure but I
believe the possibility exists
that these two pictures are of
the same person. Just a guess.

OK, labor day, decent enough holiday because we get the day off right? Well, this year it just happened to be extra special, although it appears most of you didn't take the time to notice or acknowledge that fact. That's righ mother fuckers, my birthday was Monday, September 3rd and not one fucking phone call, email, text message, scroll, note by messenger pigeon, blog shout out; I mean NADA. 35 mother fucking years young and you cock rags can't take 10 seconds to throw dad here a bone. I mean talk about the big finger wave.

And, since I am pissed let me just get to another subject that just burns my ass. Not responding to emails, and partially responding. I mean what in the fuck needs to happen to get everyone reading at a 6th grade level. Let's take Super Mundus for example. He uses the piss poor excuse of being in Wisconsin----so, I mean what the Fuck here, do they not have high speed internet? OK, maybe I figured it out, this is why he spends so much fucking time up in cheeseland, Super Mundus under the direction of Founder Al Gore, is actually building Wisonsin the fucking internet. Wow, I mean just fucking wow.

Now, he is not the only clown that has bad email etiquette. So, I don't mean to single him out, but I mean c'mon not showing up for a fantasy football draft (no call no show) is really no way to treat a cartoon donkey.

I did receive a text message one day late from a friend who is not a very close friend wishing me happy birthday, and two day late phone call from my sister. Oh, my parents did come down for birthday dinner at my house, the dinner I paid for and had to grill. Is that any way to treat the guest of honor? And, do I get a birthday gift??? Really, no fucking mention of here ya go son, we got you a fucking kazooo.........I have been dropping hints for weeks that I wanted the school loans paid off, but I guess that has fallen on deaf ears as well.

So, in response to all of this maltreatment I have been exposed to: Actually, I feel much better now after getting it all out, so no need to give directions regarding the insertion of appendages into yourself.

Caesars--How I missed you!

OK, long time no blog, well get over it, because you are now reading--so mission accomplished. I head down to Elizabeth Indiana with Nater Tater and decide to play some 1/2 NL. $300 cap buy in. So, I sit down with my buy in of $240, after losing $30 in the video slots, and being called for a seat and then sent back to the video slots after the poker room manager had already given my seat away. I was literally 20 feet from the guy. Let's get this in perspective though, I was not even upset, just ready to play some cards. And, since we had arrived around 12:00 PM I was in no real hurry.

So here is the table lay out: Weak player, Strong Player, Super Fat Guy, Strong Player, John from Nashville (horrible player but luckbox central), John from Nashville's buddy--average player but transparent, Australian dude--not great, 10-20 limit player--very tight but decent, and myself. We also had shuffling in throughout my session: Retardo player --actually scouted our table for 15 minutes and set down and burned through 600 in about an hour; Limit Lady--300 donation thank you, NEW Hold'em Dude--not good; and as I was leaving entered another Strong Player. There were a few more but nothing that is noteworthy. Hope that helps because that is the conclusion of this set up.

So I am playing rather tight, building my stack to $350, that is about $110 in an hour, not a bad hourly rate if you ask me. Then comes the confrontation with Super Fat Guy (and pimp daddy hat). SFG just gets blown off of JJ by Stong Player with air (4-7 off). SFG folds his JJ face up and then Strong Player obliges by flipping over the AIR! So, next hand yours truly gets QQ, he open raises to $25 in EP, John from Nashville calls and I smooth call. I don't like the QQ number one, and I figure if I flop a set, SFG is gonna pay me off because he is on steam and has money invested. Flop comes Q98 two clubs. SFG bets this for $25, so I don't want to mess around with the clubs even though I have just hit top set--so I pop it to $100, SFG then pushes all-in; I of course insta call hoping that I have just torn up AA or KK, but nope, he flips over the AK of clubs. Yes sir, a flush draw. Yes, for the fans at home, it is the nut flush draw, and he might have thought his two overs were good, but I hate this play at a cash table, for the simple reason that you might have less than half as many outs as you thought, and be a pretty big dog, which SFG obvisouly was. But, fate would have it that I was playing the role of "Mundo" or "Tough Man" and the turn was the 5 of clubs and no resuck for me. So, I go to rebuy--this time for $220. OK, for those keeping score at home, I got $500 in this game and I have been there for an hour--not a happy camper.

And, did I mention that the table I was at was really COLD. I mean freezing. I finally talked the floorman into moving our table to another part of the room. I didn't want to be cold and get cold decked at the same time. I ordered hot chocolate and drank 0 beers btw!

OK, I have now run my $220 rebuy up to $520, when I turn into a raise calling fold machine. I blow through $150 in no time. Then it happens, what you ask? I will tell ya then. STrong player opens for $8, SFG calls and three other callers. I find AA on the button and pop it up to $40. Why $40, well, I am not totally pissed if I win the pot right there, but I want it to look like a labored squeeze, feigning just a bit of weakness. Then Strong player takes a bit of time to fold (I would later learn he folded JJ), and SFG goes into the mini tank and then flat calls. And, I immediately see my future. SFG has KK and I am going to take a montser pot off of him--I can't wait!!!! Flop comes 224, and I honestly can't remember if SFG bet or not, but I push in $150--yes a pretty big over bet but, but there are two hearts out, and I want again to look weak by overbetting to SFG, and he takes the bait, and pushes all in (with chips that rightly should have been mine 3 hours ago). I insta call--and it happens, OMG, it really happened, SFG had KK, and hold on to your hats here folks--AA holds up and blammo, I have $820 sitting in front of me. I play a few more hands and then go eat. I come back and have about 10 mintues left in the dealer rotation and decide, to hell with it, I am gonna rack out with a $320 win, which aint bad for 6 hours.

Oh, almost forgot, the female dealer coming into our table. I tell the guys next to me that I am getting some chip racks and will be right back, and the dealer lady tells the guy to take money out of my stack for the $6 rake--and I see this happening from a distance. I finally make it back to the table and tell the dealer lady I am racking up give me my $6 back, which she does. The guy who had to get in my stack says, "I told her you were racking out but she told me to get it anyway", and my response--That's what happens when you listen to a woman! I don't think the female dealer and I are going to be friends.

Oh, and if anyone is wondering why there was no Tunica post, here is the reason: I didn't want to write about Tunica!

Tunica Casualty Confirmed

That's right, the TOOL MAN is out. Tuley confirmed with BOLO today that his ankle injury will preclude his participation. Well, I am not sure not working for a couple weeks and ankle surgery actually raise to the necessary level of justification to remove oneself from the line-up, but who am I to question his decision. Well, I will tell you exactly who I am--the questioner of anyone who bows out on the Tunica trip is who I am. I mean its not like he is in ICU. Oh well.

Now, in regards to "Trained Killer in Training" Lee Chesternuts (name is changed to protect his identity, and I think would be a good screen name for an adult vid actor). Apparently there is this little Meth trial happening on the 21st where the above named officer is the key witness. And, apparently he has no pull at all with the prosecutor, so if the trial lasts more than a day, then he may be out as well. I can't help but to theorize that Deputy Dog may be using a small little Meth trial to placate a wife that may not be so in favor of a Tunica trip. Well, I hate to say that, but I think all the angles have to be considered, this is no small matter (Tunica of course).

I have taken the opportunity to share some pictures on my last few posts and believe that they have been appreciated by the legions of readers that certainly must devour this blog at every chance. I saw a nice documentary on Harry Robbins (Ruben) last night and feel like maybe I should model my life after him, considering I am a writer as well. Now that dude was a partying machine and I just felt like I needed to give him a shout out.

Still in question for the Tunica trip is one Danno Grimbstaff. Well, I think the odds are against, but I can't put that final nail in the coffin. He is a poker room junky you know, and if anybody can pull of the zombie look it is Dan the Man. I have him at 4:1 against if anyone wants any action, $10 minimum.

Mrs. Estrabrook still seems to be In like Flynn according to my sources.

Now, if we end up having 7 Tunica participants we can fit in the VAN, but will have to ride 3 across on the back bench seat, that means the captain's chairs will be in high demand. I call the DRIVER spot.

What say you could be the plan when we arrive to Tunica? Well, I have seen Mundus' aka STROKER'S itinerary and feel like it sounds solid. The only problem is that once you enter SAMPSON it is kind of like the Bermuda Triangle and nobody really knows what is going to happen, and that really is kind of nice. Tough Man has a true itinerary down to how many cups of coffee, sleeping schedule, etc. Now, he should really know that there is no chance in hell that his schedule is going to remain intact, but hey I guess the kid can dream. I spoke with the poker room at SAM's PlACE today to but a pulse on the NL action and was assured there is atleast one NL game going everyday. They had one going at 11:oo AM today when I spoke with them. The lady I spoke to said they have 4-5 going on the weekends. Poker tournament at Sammy every day, looks like 6 PM on Wednesday and 11 AM on Thursday, and then the poker tournament at Gold STrik that same evening. I wonder if I will leave Sammy at all. Yeah I will, go to hit up HollyWood and maybe get over to the Grand. I just hate to leave Sam's TOWN for too long as they may put out APB on me.

Until next time; it will be Corona for me.

Bronchitis--Again

OK, doctor's appt. yesterday. Not good news. Started the sneezing, coughing a few days ago, and figured with Tunica on the horizon, that I should take no chances. I arrive at 2:00 PM and get in very promptly with the nurse, we do the temperature and weight thing, and can you believe the nurse attempts to write down my weight at 239--when the scales obviously say 229. I mean what is going on here, is this the kind of treatment we should expect from our health care providers. Is it no too far a stretch to believe that if the weight cannot be charted correctly, then other more heinous errors are being made on a regular basis? But, the nurse handles my ribbing well and we hit it off, you do realize I am a people person, right? I should add that I am using the human interaction opportunities in preparations for the "ASK" from the bartender when we get to Tunica.


So, I have Bronchitis just a month ago, after receiving that wonderful gift from my daughter. I let the DOC know that I am not sure of the standard treatment protocol, but I kind of have something big coming up on the 22nd and I require a more intensive treatment, just to ensure that there is not sickness remaining in 6 days. So I get a shot, prednizone, and antibiotic. Thanks DOC for understanding the importance of Tunica.

My daughters preschool graduation was really nice last night, and she is flat out ready to take on Kindergarten, she is BIG now you know. Family and friends joined in the celebration and my girls loved spending time with "Pig Pen". They are fast friends, and when they get together nobody else much matters. Oh, did I mention the new shoes my daughter got to go with their outfits before heading off to the graduation? Yeah, they don't have any shoes! Bathroom project #2 is heading toward completion. Left to complete is installing the new sink/counter which is supposed to be in tomorrow, and then hanging the towel bar and toilet paper holder. I am impressed with the direction it is headed. And, after 72 BAGS of mulch in the yard the wife has things looking really nice. I still have made zero progress on the landscaping in the front by the mailbox. My wife assures me someone is coming by to take the plants away, but that has not happened. I really think calling the landscapers and just having them rip it out and put something back in is the best way to go on this one. I know that really goes against my personal inclination to not hire out work that I can perform, but I really just don't want to deal with landscaping.

NOW, since there have been some relatively lackluster comments or lack thereof to my last blog post, I feel motivated to do try and deliver.

Let me begin by doing something that should have been done long ago. In honor of the Tough Man:

I give Tough Man a hard time but his game is generally tight, and I will give him his due in that regard. I still don't like the Asian big pot poker side of things but you can't question his gamble when he thinks he has an edge. His RED FISH status has long been overcome, but I just really was having trouble letting him have the pleasure he deserved from a redemption post from yours truly, OK, I'm older but does that really correlate with maturity?

Here are some Sharkscope stats as well.
Username TGTT
Games Played 2081
Av. Profit $2
Av. Stake $17
Av. ROI 14%
Total Profit $3216

Sorry Tough Man, I must have erased the email with the table and your little shark fin.

OH, here is a little something as a precursor for Tunica (Of Things to COME):

Now that is some HAIR there folks. I know that Nate has some limited medical justification for this obvious fashion faux pas, but the fact that he was able to get hooked up with some nice "tail" while sporting the Caucasian AFRO is what really takes the cake. Oh, here is the picture of his "tail"--sorry if that offends any female readers.

And, I know that Mike appreciates her performing arts abilities--nice time to walk into the kitchen, huh Stroker?

And, if this isn't enough for you than I guess you will just have to wait for like 5 days, because when I walk through the door, it will be lights camera action!

Nine Days and then THIS!

With only 9 days remaining before the exciting adventure that is Tunica, I am feeling the pressure. Pressure? Well, let's just say that I have a few things to pull off before I can feel totally at ease. #1 The bathroom project. I have made progress and it appears my I can have it completed, but you never really know. This is important because I do not want to leave the fams with only one function bathroom. #2 The wife has been implying that a win is expected on this trip, as Disney World looms in the not so far distance (wasn't I just there like 8 months ago?). Don't get me wrong, I love Disney, but once every 2-3 years I believe is plenty. #3 I would like to have the landscaping completed in the yard, although this specific task is not paramount. #4 I am waiting on a package that really needs to be delivered before the trip--this is crucial. Just so you have some idea of what I may be waiting for here are a couple of clues,

I hope super Mundus pays close attention to the image above, Heritage NOT HATE. Let's not be narrow minded and minimize the value of Southern Heritage. While I know these images could raise concern for some, I think that Rebel Yell for example is only displaying a love for his home place, not making a political, racial or otherwise offensive statement through his public display of support for the South.

Now for Tough Man, I think he could pull this off well:

Does he give these out to his dates? Or Maybe his Mom is sporting this today, considering it is Mother's Day. Well, maybe this would be better suited for Tough Man:

I am not really sure how to top this. My apologies for not find a midget in this costume, but hey I tried. I do have this link for you however http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/1691290/posts --ENJOY!

Well, the sheriff crew that is Lupe' and Lee will be with us, so in honor of them I give you this:

I love the fact that Lupe' wants his own room, and I think we should rig it for video!

OK, who else do we have, OH, Nater the Dominator;
Here ya go:

While Nate's hair is not what it used to be, I sure have'nt forgotten what it was.

Anything else maybe, Oh let's try this one on for size (no pun intended).

Don't tell me we couldn't find a group of these little people who would love to work in a slot machine, you know they would.

OK, gotta run, better have you GAME ON in 9 days, because I sure as &%#$ will!

Stroker--How the Legend was made

Well, here we are again with the creative juices flowing. I guess I am so pumped for SAMpson that I just cannot keep my mind from working. This post goes out to my jolly friend Super Mundus, who thought it necessary to shower the internet with an image of me singing some Gospel music. A picture that was provided to him in good faith, but he obviously felt it necessary to take advantage of the situation. And, let me tell ya, this is what I love about a mis-step like that--sweet sweet revenge. Not that I get any real joy from what I am about to share (yeah right) but I must defend myself in a way that keeps my internet cred intact. Could you imagine the onslaught I would face if I were not to stand up for myself in a way befitting a true competitor. And just a word of caution to any who may feel it necessary to retaliate--I didn't take the first shot, but I have plenty of ammo!!!!

Now, since we have the pleasantries out of the way, we can get to the substance of this post. Circa 1997 in a sleepy little town in Southern Indiana, the flowers were in bloom and a hint of youthful adventure was noticeable as Mundus embarked on his journey. While Mundus was no stranger to carefree leanings of life he was rather calm and thoughtful in his interactions, and could be described as the epitome of correctness. While that could be overstating it a bit, Mundus was not one to act outside socially accepted limits--but as we would all come to understand and alter ego would emerge.

Records are not clear on the predicating events, but it appeared Mundus attended a pre-graduation celebratory function which is not uncommon for a chap in his position. Armed no doubt with some frosty cold libation and a hankering to embrace the buzz that permeated the beings of our youth as they knock on the door of adulthood, SuperMundus has arrived. Not just in the physical sense, but this night would be different and provide the onlookers with a rare glimpse of what may take place in the black box. Of course you are thinking, well, this guy is out to have some fun, no harm no foul, but.......a foul was called indeed. Now before I reveal the trophy of this story, I think we need to put back in perspective the general nature, character and outstanding citizenship that is displayed by Super Mundus, and I think we would all agree that this guy just never gets out of or crosses the line from a norms perspective. OK, here we go. And, I must at this point admit, not being present does impede my ability to accurately relay the specific events, but corroborating with enough sources has left me firmly supplanted with the journalistic feeling of invincibility.

Apparently Super Mundus gets drunked up and decides he is gonna take a little liberty in checking out the "goods" of one Stephanie Abshagen--German Exchange Student. After being dismissed the night proceeds on and the morning brings to life the legend of "STROKER". I believe this moniker was hung by a parent of one of the party goers, and he is still referred to as STROKER to this day by that individual. I have to say, I think that is just about the best nickname I have ever heard of, and I can't believe it has not stuck. I am so pumped about it, I decided to write a song. Yep, that's right, me and Billy Squire have worked on creating a lyrical coup. Please read the lyrics below, I have not yet had to time to record this, but that is in the works. Enjoy!!!!

A tribute To Mundo—AKA Stroker, and a visit from Stephanie Abshagen; your memory never fades…..

“The Stroker” - Frodaddy
Now everybody, have you heard
The courage of, a drunken urge
Stroker takes no caution, he didn’t hesitate
To grab a piece, of some German cake
He put his right hand out, and gave a firm shake
He took a shot at, his one big break
Mundo asks no questions, didn’t wait
gave no time for, Aubshoggin to deliberate

Stroke me, stroke me
I grab my wiener, it moves quite well
Stroke me, stroke me
Stroke me, stroke me
You got her number down
Say you're a winner but man you're just a sinner now

She wouldn’t put out, but it didn’t hold you back
Work your way right into her place
First you try to bed her, before saying Hi
But when you made your move, she slid on by

Stroke me, stroke me
Give me the business all night long...
Stroke me, stroke me
Stroke me, stroke me
You're so together boy...
Say you're a winner but man you're just a sinner now

Better listen now, Mundus is on the prowl
If she is an exchange student, just do the stroke (Woooh)
Don't ya take no chances, keep your eye on top
Do your finger dances, Mundo just can't stop just
Stroke me, stroke me...

Ketchup at Frenchy

OK, so Tough Man and I head up to Frenchy on Saturday evening, getting a bit of a late start, but still during tourist time. We arrive at 8:00 PM and get seated immediately. Tough Man starts by raising 3 or 4 times in the first orbit. Table is playing fairly weak/passive, but almost always someone comes along for the ride. Even had one guy at the end of the table I was sitting say to his buddy, "Hey that guy is aggressive I have seen him before". So I am thinking, OK Tough Man is headed into Asian mode, exactly as I had recommended against. His big pot poker fetish seems to have disillusioned him in regard to variance, so my prescription was to slow down and regain that solid foundation, and get the money in as a big favorite, as opposed to pushing smaller edges. He of course disagrees that he has been "gambling" but he does not shy away from confrontation when he thinks he has the best of it. So Tough Man is quickly adding to his stack 20 here 30 there. AK fails me three times and 77 on the button does not work out well either, and pretty quickly I dig a smallish hole in the 1--150 range. Not good for a nit like me (whatever). So now comes the first player description--REAL ESTATE GUY. He is charismatic, friendly and should be running for office I think after my initial read. He sits with 500, remember the 1-3 at Frenchy allows a bigger buy in than the standard 300 max 1-2 game we are accustomed to playing. First hand real estate guy plays is a big pot, and burns up a flopped set of Kings (OK the guy only had about 24, so I have no problem with it) by turning broadway. It started out as a five way pot, oh did I tell you I was involved as well. Yes, I was on the button and called a raise with the massive 2-5 of hearts, well the raise was to 8, so I figure what the hell, let's throw a sneaky one in on these guys. Then KK pops it up to 24 from sb and real estate guy calls and another, and I feel justified in calling the 15 because of pot odds. I missed obviously.

Next hand Real Estate pops a flop bet of 100, which was a huge overbet. So I am starting to get the picture here, this guy is aggro! So I finally get involved with REal Estate by raising from the button with AK, not a bad hand right? He calls from the small blind and we take a flop of QJ baby, he checks I continuation bet he calls. I have no idea what he is playing at this point, and the turn goes check 2nd bullet by me and he cold calls again. What?????? I still have no idea where I am at and the river is a blank and REAL ESTATE bets out 100 and quickly, and all the bones in my body said call him down with AK, but I lacked the appropriate RSO's (round spherical objects) and go away. I get moved to another table, and don't like it because I know there is money to be made, and do you know what really pissed me off? Tough Man was gone pissing and he was next in line to get moved officially. Well, eventually Tough Man gets moved over and I here that REAL ESTATE is wild and spewing some chips. Finally REAL ESTATE makes it over to our game and proceeds to open raise UTG for $43, wtf? He gets called by Ray who was not a great player by any stretch of the imagination. Flop comes with an Ace, blah blah blah and REAL ESTATE gets all of his money in after checking and letting Ray bet the whole way--with what did REAL ESTATE have you ask? 66--that's right sport fans, he called off a $100 river bet from RAY with 66. OH, forgot, REAL ESTATE bangs the rail after seeing he lost with the all powerful 66--what a ass hat. Now I hate RAY's play here as well, but c'mon. Ray's buddy Ron, John, OK I really don't know, but he has a horse shoe stuck up his ass and takes more of REAL ESTATES money after he rebought for 300, oh he called off with like 3rd pair to send him away and again is upset he lost. REAL ESTATE leaves then shows back up 10 minutes later, and we beg the floor man to put him back at our table, but not happening. They throw him into the feeder game where he dumps another 200, and the large mouth bass is hooked for the night.

OK, here is something for Tough Man. Since I took such a couple shots at him on my last post, I will give him some props. We are sitting at our second table and a big hand comes down. 3 way pot, raised to 18 pre-flop. Flop comes with 2 spades. TGTT is on the button and the chap who was first to act who was the initial pre-flop raiser bets out 50. TGTT thinks then calls. turn card is a Q. Then Pre-flop raiser bets out $100, and TGTT goes into the tank, then says set of 9's and folds his Q10 spades face up, there was another play that as all in already. So instantly everyone on our end of the table (except me of course) is really impressed by Tough Man's play. He gets a lot of respect and even has RAY calling him Tommy, and saying ego pumping shit like, well if Tommy is in then I am out (except for the sic hand that I tell you about in the next paragraph). Well, it was well called and Tough Man does have a strong game. There I gave you a compliment. Happy now??

OK, big hand for TGTT. TGTT makes a set of 5's and Ray, hits a four outter on the river to make a bigger boat. Ray and John, Ron (I don't know) leave shortly thereafter. Oh did I tell you Ron won a hand with 94 off from late position????????? And, I paid off the sneaky A3 boat of Ray's for a smallish pot.

OK, for the bet. TGTT gets into a discussion with another player about the draft, then the question of where did Jason Taylor go to college comes up. TGTT says Univ. of Arizona and then the other guy says no, Alaska. TGTT is adamant he is right and they bet $5. Pinnacle gives TGTT his blackberry to look it up and after a rather time consuming learning period for TGTT we learn University of AKRON. TGTT is the worst prop better in history, according himself.

So we get short at our table around 1:00 AM and go eat. WEll here is where the fun starts. We are served by Cheryl, and she seems to be pleasant. TGTT orders Tuna Salad and I have a problem with that. OK, we are at a restaurant and I just don't like the ordering of a Tuna Salad sandwich. So TGTT and I verbally banter, then we ask about the open face sandwich, which Cheryl attempts to describe. Since we both look at her like she is an alien she is out of answers and struggling for descriptors to help us understand exactly what an "open face" sandwich is. I suggest to Cheryl that she go back in the kitchen and bring one out for us to look at! She looks at me as if I had just pulled my pants down, well she wasn't that happy, more of a shocked look. Then as TGTT states he definitely wants the Tuna, I point out it is "Albacore" Tuna, and he puts on the breaks immediately. So Cheryl at this point has no idea what she has gotten herself into, but finally realizes we are full of it and plays along. So, we finally order after finding out Cheryl is kind of fun. Our food is out so fast, I thought I was at McDonalds. I ask for some ketchup and Cheryl says she will return with some. WEll, Cheryl is the chatty type, and begins to go to her other tables chatting it up, all the time I am watching from a distance. TGTT is shoving TUNA in his mouth like it is his last meal, as I am frozen without ketchup to put on my burger or to eat with my fries. So, actually I get a little irritated, if you can believe that, and go up to the bar where a guy has a big fat bottle of ketchup and ask him if he will share because our waitress must have had a stroke and forgotten to bring mine. So, unlike normal, I am just happy to have the ketchup and let go of the mild irritative type burn that had started building. So Cheryl returns to check on us, and TGTT wants another Miller Lite and I order another coke, and I throw in, "Oh by the way, I don't need any ketchup, I got my own". She looks at me puzzled then remembers I asked for the ketchup. Cheryl then returns with our check and asks how to separate the bill. TGTT and I both have food comps so we hand them over, then she says there is the matter of the alcohol, not covered by comps. TGTT says WOOOOOOOO now wait a minute here, and checks the receipts. He finally pays for the beer when the following conversation took place (I still can't believe this happened). Background info. TGTT had like 4 beers in 30 minutes at dinner. OK, Cheryl tells TGTT that he reminds her of her SON, she figured TGTT for about 27 she said. Then goes on to ask if he is married, and I am thinking where in the fiddle ^%$GF# is this going. She states that her son was a raging drunk until he fell in love and a woman cured him of it, and then I say, oh TGTT WAS married. This seems to interest this lady even more. I then say that TGTT looks like a convicted felon though, and she looks at me kind of puzzled and says why do you say that, because he has been hit? And, I am flat busting at the seems. Wait, this gets better and worse depending on your perspective. Then this brain surgeon turned waitress tells TGTT she has a 21 year old daughter and TGTT says well give her my number, and this crazy woman writes it down, and writes CUTE beside his name and number. Are you kidding me???? I have already told this woman he is divorced, has 3 kids, pays a huge amount in child support and she knows he drinks like Otis on Andy Griffith. And, still this woman is getting this total stranger's number for her 21 year old daughter. I could not believe what was happening, and then I think--the TUNICA magic is coming a little early. I mean what a better primer for SAMSONITE! Nate and Mundus would have loved the dinner conversation, I have not doubt.

So now TOUGH MAN and myself have had a meal, taken a break, and are ready to head back to the tables when we I get to the poker room and see only two tables going, yeah it is like three AM there but I don't care. There were two full NL games going when we left to eat. The two games are3/6 and 10/20 limit. So finally we decide to pack it in and call it night. We did however consider black jack and craps, but I think we made a solid move by staying away from the more -EV table games.

One point, I do really now think that Tough Man might have been able to bang Cheryl on the stainless steel sink in the kitchen. I mean why not, she doesn't mine setting up her daughter on a blind date with Charles Manson.

A fun time was had, and now you know about the KETCHUP.

Go get your GAME ON, mine will be in full effect in 21 days. HOLLLLAAAAAA