Ahhhhhh....
So apparently taking 3 graduate classes and working at the same time is a poor decision. You would have thought I would have learned that after the last time I did it. But nope I didn't. I was at school till midnight tonight, and tonight was my night "off". It's almost 1am and I'm wide awake now...damn. There is 13 days left in the trimester (not like I'm counting or anything) and it's getting a little hectic. There is a bit of excitement in the air for me though, after these 13 days are up I'll only have 4 classes left. The light is at the end of the tunnel...I hope.
I wouldn't hold your breath for another post till after school's out, but hey you never know.
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Tuesday, July 17, 2007
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Well I'm back from Vegas and I didn't do amazing at the WSOP but the experience was amazing and I made a few dollars playing cash games. The following is the prequal...
I don’t know when I’ll post this but it was written at 10:00pm CST 6/29/07
Ladies and gentlemen welcome to a rickysroost first, I am coming to you live (well not actually live but when I find an internet connection to post this) from 35,000 feet up in the pitch black skies over Texas/New Mexico/Arizona or Nevada wherever I may be at the moment. As most of you may know I am on my way to the most fabulous (and no it’s not gay to refer to Las Vegas as fabulous) city on the planet…Las Vegas! I love Vegas, and Vegas loves the hell out of me, well they love my money but we can pretend can’t we? I am a little bored on this 2 hour and 45 minute flight so this may be a longer post than usual, but for the most part they are short enough to keep the attention span of a 13 year old with dyslexia, so deal with it.
This mid summer trip to Vegas brings about a couple topics of interests’ for me. First off, I will be playing in the World Series of Poker within 24 hours. Next I have found another couple things the “human” does that amuses the hell out of me, and last…IT’S VEGAS BABY!
The sole reason for my trip out to the bright lights and swirling booby tassels of Las Vegas, Nevada is the World Series of Poker (WSOP). I guess I must first start off by saying that it is not the main event where I can win 12 million dollars or something ridiculous like that, but of course that is what you thought of first right? The WSOP is actually made up of 55 events this year with a myriad of games you can choose from; Omaha, Hold em’, 7 card stud, razz then you have the types of games within those styles; no limit, pot limit, limit (you saw that one coming didn’t you?). I am playing in event number 49, a No-limit hold em’ event to be held tomorrow (6/30/2007). This will be the first time I lay down more than $500 dollars to play poker and I can’t wait. I must admit I am a little; either nervous or anxious depends on how you look at it. I have been practicing in big money cash games for the past several months in Oklahoma, and doing quite well I might add. But the WSOP brings on a whole new beast of poker player, I very well may sit down right next to one of the players you see on ESPN everyday such as; Mike Matusow, Daniel Negraneu, or Phil Hellmuth (who won his record breaking 11th bracelet two weeks ago). I don’t know what is going to happen tomorrow when the cards start flying and I’m actually playing in “the big game”. I may be awe stuck of the players I see around me, I may be so nervous I can’t stand it or I may feel right at home and sit down ready to play. Even though I don’t know how I’ll react to the conditions I’ll be in for the first time, I do know that I will not be scared. The last several years of my life I have learned a lot about myself (I’m sure a lot of 25 year olds could say that). I’ve learned that there aren’t many things I cannot do in life. This event is more than poker for me it is another challenge in life that has been presented to me, fore which I must learn to conquer. Take for example soccer, I was never the fastest or the tallest player on my team but there is a reason that I started every game my senior year at the most importatnt defensive position, and rarely came off the field…I refused to lose. Tomorrow when I’m looking in the face of an all in bet I may call or I may fold but one thing I will not do is accept losing, it’s not me.
Now that I have gotten my self help speech out of the way (It was a necesscary motivator so I apoligize if you had to drag your way through it). I will switch to the more humorous side of this blog post…people. Since I’ve moved I have become quite the airport junky. I know use the side luggage scan at Love Field that nobody knows about, I pass all the idiots waiting outside in the Texas heat to check their bags and go straight to the e-ticket counter, etc. But more than anything else there is one thing that sticks with me every time I fly. I think it is absolutely absurd the way humans fight for position in a line that intends on getting you to the same place in the same amount of time as the person ten places in front of and behind you. The main problem is probably that Southwest Airlines uses the boarding group system that puts people in one of three categories; A, B, or C. Although I love SW they must fix this problem. It causes pandemonium at the gate with people making sure they are in the right line. Oh and if you’re not, don’t worry it won’t be long till a weary traveler reminds you that they were in the “A” group before you were. I guess it’s the whole “hurry up to wait” theory we dumb ass humans utilize on a daily basis. Okay we do this, and may never stop, but why? Is there a need to be FIRST in line? I wonder if it is just the American way of life that makes us believe that we must be the first one or the one in charge so on and so on. I wonder if Canada Air (the airline of a much more laid back country) had the same system as SW airlines if the passengers would be just as inclined to make sure they held their precious territory in line. I usually fly by myself so I really could care less where I sit and I usually just take the first seat available to me. But I do enjoy my time in the terminal while the mongoloids of human kind argue about whether or not they can be the 45th or 46th person in the “A” group…and god forbid you end up all the way in the “C” group, I actually don’t even think those passengers are human…maybe THOSE are the monsters and I’ve misdirected my hate this whole time….hmmmm?
Damn I love VEGAS!
(just thought I’d throw that in there)
I don’t know what your weekend plans bring to you on this warm end of June. Whatever those plans may be, try to enjoy the opportunities in life that are afforded to you. Who knows if I’ll ever be able to play in a WSOP event ever again, who knows if I’ll ever be able to laugh at my fellow homo erectus and their silly antics in the airport again? All we can do as inhabitants of this Earth is try to enjoy the time we have, because as Kayne says “nothings ever promised tomorrow, today”.
I’m just livin’ the dream baby!!
I don’t know when I’ll post this but it was written at 10:00pm CST 6/29/07
Ladies and gentlemen welcome to a rickysroost first, I am coming to you live (well not actually live but when I find an internet connection to post this) from 35,000 feet up in the pitch black skies over Texas/New Mexico/Arizona or Nevada wherever I may be at the moment. As most of you may know I am on my way to the most fabulous (and no it’s not gay to refer to Las Vegas as fabulous) city on the planet…Las Vegas! I love Vegas, and Vegas loves the hell out of me, well they love my money but we can pretend can’t we? I am a little bored on this 2 hour and 45 minute flight so this may be a longer post than usual, but for the most part they are short enough to keep the attention span of a 13 year old with dyslexia, so deal with it.
This mid summer trip to Vegas brings about a couple topics of interests’ for me. First off, I will be playing in the World Series of Poker within 24 hours. Next I have found another couple things the “human” does that amuses the hell out of me, and last…IT’S VEGAS BABY!
The sole reason for my trip out to the bright lights and swirling booby tassels of Las Vegas, Nevada is the World Series of Poker (WSOP). I guess I must first start off by saying that it is not the main event where I can win 12 million dollars or something ridiculous like that, but of course that is what you thought of first right? The WSOP is actually made up of 55 events this year with a myriad of games you can choose from; Omaha, Hold em’, 7 card stud, razz then you have the types of games within those styles; no limit, pot limit, limit (you saw that one coming didn’t you?). I am playing in event number 49, a No-limit hold em’ event to be held tomorrow (6/30/2007). This will be the first time I lay down more than $500 dollars to play poker and I can’t wait. I must admit I am a little; either nervous or anxious depends on how you look at it. I have been practicing in big money cash games for the past several months in Oklahoma, and doing quite well I might add. But the WSOP brings on a whole new beast of poker player, I very well may sit down right next to one of the players you see on ESPN everyday such as; Mike Matusow, Daniel Negraneu, or Phil Hellmuth (who won his record breaking 11th bracelet two weeks ago). I don’t know what is going to happen tomorrow when the cards start flying and I’m actually playing in “the big game”. I may be awe stuck of the players I see around me, I may be so nervous I can’t stand it or I may feel right at home and sit down ready to play. Even though I don’t know how I’ll react to the conditions I’ll be in for the first time, I do know that I will not be scared. The last several years of my life I have learned a lot about myself (I’m sure a lot of 25 year olds could say that). I’ve learned that there aren’t many things I cannot do in life. This event is more than poker for me it is another challenge in life that has been presented to me, fore which I must learn to conquer. Take for example soccer, I was never the fastest or the tallest player on my team but there is a reason that I started every game my senior year at the most importatnt defensive position, and rarely came off the field…I refused to lose. Tomorrow when I’m looking in the face of an all in bet I may call or I may fold but one thing I will not do is accept losing, it’s not me.
Now that I have gotten my self help speech out of the way (It was a necesscary motivator so I apoligize if you had to drag your way through it). I will switch to the more humorous side of this blog post…people. Since I’ve moved I have become quite the airport junky. I know use the side luggage scan at Love Field that nobody knows about, I pass all the idiots waiting outside in the Texas heat to check their bags and go straight to the e-ticket counter, etc. But more than anything else there is one thing that sticks with me every time I fly. I think it is absolutely absurd the way humans fight for position in a line that intends on getting you to the same place in the same amount of time as the person ten places in front of and behind you. The main problem is probably that Southwest Airlines uses the boarding group system that puts people in one of three categories; A, B, or C. Although I love SW they must fix this problem. It causes pandemonium at the gate with people making sure they are in the right line. Oh and if you’re not, don’t worry it won’t be long till a weary traveler reminds you that they were in the “A” group before you were. I guess it’s the whole “hurry up to wait” theory we dumb ass humans utilize on a daily basis. Okay we do this, and may never stop, but why? Is there a need to be FIRST in line? I wonder if it is just the American way of life that makes us believe that we must be the first one or the one in charge so on and so on. I wonder if Canada Air (the airline of a much more laid back country) had the same system as SW airlines if the passengers would be just as inclined to make sure they held their precious territory in line. I usually fly by myself so I really could care less where I sit and I usually just take the first seat available to me. But I do enjoy my time in the terminal while the mongoloids of human kind argue about whether or not they can be the 45th or 46th person in the “A” group…and god forbid you end up all the way in the “C” group, I actually don’t even think those passengers are human…maybe THOSE are the monsters and I’ve misdirected my hate this whole time….hmmmm?
Damn I love VEGAS!
(just thought I’d throw that in there)
I don’t know what your weekend plans bring to you on this warm end of June. Whatever those plans may be, try to enjoy the opportunities in life that are afforded to you. Who knows if I’ll ever be able to play in a WSOP event ever again, who knows if I’ll ever be able to laugh at my fellow homo erectus and their silly antics in the airport again? All we can do as inhabitants of this Earth is try to enjoy the time we have, because as Kayne says “nothings ever promised tomorrow, today”.
I’m just livin’ the dream baby!!
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