Thursday, December 31, 2009

Changes are Afoot

As you few remaining readers know, I was laid off over the summer, making it twice that I've been victimized by this recession. Well, I'm still laid off, six months later. In that period of time, I've had a whopping TWO interviews, but no offers yet. It has been, as they say, depressing. I've not been motivated to go to the beach, to play poker, to blog, to hit the gym, pretty much to do anything. But dammit, I'm tired of the depression. It sucks ass, and I've had enough. Besides, what better time than the start of a new year to make some serious changes to things?

So, there will be changes. I'm going to try to get back to playing more poker. Granted, the bankroll is pretty much in the toilet, so I may be stuck with some freerolls for a bit, but I want to shake off the cobwebs and get back into it. I want to get back into the exercise groove. Hell, I've got the damn time...I may as well make some use of it! Which leads me to my next change. Not only do I want to get back into the blogging groove, but I have to recognize that there probably isn't enough going on in my life to justify maintaining two active blogs. So I'll be putting What Happened To Me on hiatus, and adding the exercise/weight loss posts here for a while. Why the hell not? After all, it IS called The Randomness of Hoff for a reason. As my life's direction takes whatever course God and the Fates have in store for me, I may separate the two again, or I might not. For now, though, anything of interest concerning The Hoff will be found right here, starting tomorrow.

So good riddance 2009. You sucked. GTFO. But however your 2009 may have gone, may 2010 be even better! For me, that shouldn't be too hard!

Monday, September 21, 2009

Actual Poker Content!

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Well peeps, wazzup? I am still toiling away in the land of the unemployed, and it does suck. If you hear anyone talking about how the recession is over and the economy is turning around, ask yourself why Congress is talking about extending unemployment benefits. Trust me, the job market (at least here in So Cal) really sucks sweaty goat balls. Or Waffles' balls. Either way, it's not good (no offense, Sir Waffles).

But enough of that, because I can make a living playing poker, dammit! I freaking won an SNG! Yeah, it was a lowly $2.25 27 player, but you gotta start somewhere. Besides, after the cold-decking I've been taking on the felt, any kind of boost to the B/R is a good thing. Basically, I played pretty solid ABC poker, with some bluffs where I wound up with some good reads on a weak table. Generally, I got good cards and managed to not donk off my consistently decent stack on the 8-2s. The hand that took us from 3 handed to heads up was particularly nice. 3 handed, AT s00ted is definitely playable, and the BB decided to shove for his remaining chips with KJoff...a not unreasonable play. Flop came down Q99 with two diamonds. I got a little worried when a K dropped on the turn, but the riverbrought a lovely 5 carat diamond, and we are now heads up. Of the 40,500 chips in play, I've got about 34,000 of them. I'm in the BB, and I look down and see rockets, for probably the 5th or 6th time of the tourney. I'm just praying for my opponent to decide to shove into me. And when he wakes up to a s00ted King, he does just that. As the flop comes down, I'm just hoping to avoid the frush.
As it turns out, I didn't need to worry much. I flopped a set and rivered a boat, taking down the tourney and adding some much needed moolah to the B/R. Small stakes I know, but again, you gotta start somewhere. See ya out there, peeps!

Sunday, September 06, 2009

Hiatus on hiatus

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So, here's the scoop. I was laid off 3 years ago, when the real estate development industry here in San Diego went in the tank. After a frantic 6 month stretch of looking for a job, I found a consulting gig. It paid pretty good money, but not what I had been making. After almost exactly 2 and a half years, I got laid off from that job. My former boss (partially due to medical issues) told me that the CEO had dropped him down to approximately 10 hrs per week, and then only on projects the CEO wanted him to work on. We've been speculating whether they wanted to close down our division in the San Diego office, and it seems as though they may be on the way.

So I've been looking for work since the end of June, and as bad as it was in 2006, it is waaaay worse this go 'round. The Sunday Jobs section of the SD Union Newspaper used to make up an entire section, probably 7-8 solid pages of listings. This past Sunday, it consisted of 2 and a half pages, simply within the Classifieds section. To surf through the major internet job boards (Indeed, Craigslist, Monster, CareerBuilder, HotJobs, Jobing, and a couple of industry-specific ones I check out) would take a solid 3 to 4 hours back in 2006. Now, I'm amazed if it takes an entire hour...that's how few jobs there are out there. I would love to cross-train out of the urban planning industry (an industry that is for the most part dead here in California), but I don't have the time to go without a salary for that long, and most entry level jobs (or even mid-level) jobs don't come nearly close enough to allowing me to pay the mortgage, and take care of DAPGF and our dogs. Selling is unfortunately not an option, because we are so far upside down that it's unlikely a bank would agree to a short sale. So I'm hunting. Basically, I've extended to a roughly 100 mile radius around San Diego, which takes me up to LA, OC, and the IE, a distance that I could commute if necessary, or rent a room during the week if that were the case. It sucks, but it's what I'm stuck with. Any of you readers who might actually be left, and you have a job, count your blessings. Even if it does suck. Trust me.

And to continue the cold decking of life, I jumped back onto P/Stars to see if things had improved for me. In short, nope. I'm playing a $6.50 45 player, and I'd been running decently until I got moved to the table with the tournament big stack. When the blinds are $600/$1200 with a $75 ante, even trying to limp once or twice can be a hit to the stack. I tried p/f raising with decent hands (hell, we're 5 handed on the table, so KQ s00ted and Snowmen are playable cards) twice, and got reraised both times by the big stack bully. So we're down to the final table bubble, and I'm down to 2 BB. UTG, I look down and see A9 off. With my BB coming up next hand, that's a shove situation if ever there was one. The only caller is BSB in the BB, and he calls me with 48 off. And of course you can guess what happened.

Yep. He flops an 8, and decides to river a four for good measure. IGH as the final table bubble boy. Yeah, I'm running great!

Not sure what else is going to be happening, and I'm not sure how often I'll be able to keep enough of a B/R going to keep playing, but stay in touch. I'm down, but not out!

Friday, August 07, 2009


Assuming I still have any readers, you may have noticed that it's been 2 months since I've posted anything. Two reasons for that. First, I've been running way cold at the tables. Not sure why...I've made some stupid plays, but generally I've just been getting cold-decked no matter where I play or what game it is. Second, work has been a shit experience, resembling my 2006. As such, as I explore what my options are, I'll be putting The Randomness on hiatus. I will be back, hopefully sooner than later, but I'm not sure exactly when. Stay tuned...

Friday, June 05, 2009

Freaky Friday

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We've had some freaky weather out here in San Diego, lightning, hail, rain, and then the CEO of the company shows up. And we've got more freaky weather on the way. So to celebrate what has turned into an odd week, I give you 9 minutes of odd entertainment. SFW, but freaky. Thanks to Jalopnik for the video.

Spider from Qoob TV on Vimeo.

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Random Stuff

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Brain MC and his lovely wife Stacie are currently enjoying their time in San Diego. They hooked up with Smokkee and Elf for some chip-slinging at the Oceans 11 Casino over the weekend, and Brian nearly doubled up over a few enjoyable hours. Then the two of them met DAPGF and I for dinner and drinks at a San Diego Old Town institution, Casa Guadalajara. The food was awesome, and it was nice getting to meet some more invisible internet friends. And now the blogosphere has independent confirmation that my web-nonymous girlfriend, DAPGF, really does exist!

So a policewoman pulls over a suspected drunk driver. She asks the driver to step out of the vehicle, and then informs him that anything he says can and will be used against him. The driver looks at the policewoman, and says "breasts."

And on the subject of breasts...


Due to stoopy work obligations, I was unable to hit the gym last night. So, the last five songs on Hair Nation while I drove home from work yesterday:

Def Leppard - Pour Some Sugar On Me
Bon Jovi - You Give Love A Bad Name
Britney Fox - Girl School
Winger - Seventeen
Warrant - Uncle Tom's Cabin

Not sure I'm going to make it onto the felt tonight, but I'm sure gonna try. See ya out there, peeps!

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Amazingly, none of the usual suspects officially reside in New York

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Pauly. Daddy. Alcanthang. Bacon Bikini Mary. These were the first suspects I thought of when I came across this:
Wouldn't you come up with that exact same list of suspects? Props to Jalopnik for finding this gem in the interwebs.

Monday, May 11, 2009

Catching up on things...

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A couple of weeks ago, me and a group of degenerates participated in the Beer Belly Olympics. As you might have surmised, beer was involved. Lots of beer. All different kinds of beer, from Coors Light and Corona to Blue Moon to Stone's Oaked Arrogant Bastard to my personal favorite, Blackened Voodoo Lager. But it wasn't just beer. We had Bombay. Crown. Goose. Patron. But the drinks weren't the events. Oh, they were events, but the competition events consisted of: basketball free throw contest where it was timed and you had to shag your own ball; bowling; golf; billiards; washers (a demented sort of ring toss thing); horseshoes; darts; and a finale of a massive Hold 'Em tournament. We rented a heavily fortified mountaintop compound in the mountains northeast of San Diego, and lived it up large. I was last place in basketball (hadn't shot hoops in probably 20 years), 2nd to last in horseshoes, 3rd from last in golf, midpack in darts, billiards, and washers, 2nd place in bowling, and I freaking won the poker tourney! And our heavily fortified compound was only locatable by GPS navigation, straight up the mountains. It had a pool table, bbq, 3 or 4 balconies, 2 horseshoe pits, a baby grand piano, and a 60 inch plasma with Dish Network. It. Was. Awesome. We are definitely going to make this a regular event.

And after quite a hiatus, I jumped back into a couple of SNGs on Tilt tonight...specifically a $6.5o 18 player and an $8.70 18 player peep sex token SNG. I was running solidly 3-6 in both SNGs for most of the night. In one, I decided to follow the lemurs and complete my SB 96off. Who doesn't love floppin' da nuts?On another one I decided to slowplay my AQ in the BB, and just checked my option. I think it worked out, don't you? Ahh, but where would I be without a wicked suckout? We're on the bubble for the token SNG, and I'm in 3rd or 4th place. I get dealt spade Big Slick, and UTG I pop a 4x raise. The button decides to call. Flop comes down K-high with 2 spades. I bet the pot, and the butthole shoves. having TPTK and the nut flush draw, I feel confident and call all-in. I actually laughed out loud when I saw his Q9s, thinking I had his punk ass dominated. Except for one circumstance.In addition to the spade draw that he had, he also had floped a gutshot straight draw, which filled on the turn. I screamed at the computer for a spade or a queen, but no such luck. But I was still in the other SNG. After running 3 handed for quite some time, I got dealt ATs UTG (and button), and led out 5x, which was about half my stack. BSB in the BB shoved on me, putting me all in. He flips over AJoff, which made me think that I had a slim chance. Unfortunately, we each flopped our kicker, and I went out in 3rd. Still, I was up $7 or so for the evening, so I'll take it.

Last 5 songs at the gym:

Poison - Valley of Lost Souls
Chevelle - I Get It
Ratt - Nobody Rides for Free
Nickelback - Animals
Foo Fighters - The Pretender

See ya out there!

Thursday, April 23, 2009

So, are you married?

That I get asked that question indicates that I'm of an age (or at least the appearance of that age), where I should be married. I am not...yet. Things are going well with DAPGF, and we have talked of moving in that direction. We both agree that we need to stablize careers and pay down some debt, but all talk seems to point in that direction.

Anyway, I mention this because of something that happened in the sauna room at the gym yesterday. I'm sitting in the 180 degree air, broiling myself with 3 other random people, when a rather attractive single mother (dare I say, MILF?) enters and sits down next to me. We start talking and it turns out that she has a 14 year old daughter. I never did get her age, but if she had a 14 year old daughter, my guess is that she had the baby when she was 15 or so. She looked that good. Realistically, she was probably 33 to 36, but she looked in her late 20s, and I told her so. Well of course that earned me brownie flirting points, and she kept chatting. Eventually the question came up of whether I had kids (only if you count my 85 pound Doberman) and whether I was married. She seemed disappointed when I told her I was living in sin with DAPGF. Shortly thereafter, I left the sauna. Not because I felt uncomfortable, but because I was starting to feel cooked.

While driving home from the gym, I was listening to Blue Collar Comedy on Sirius, when a clip from (I believe) John Heffron came on. In it he bemoaned the fact that it's only when he's in a relationship that the women really seem to flock to him. That women seem to be able to smell a relationship on a guy, and it seems to be an aphrodisiac. And he wants to start a company that sells a cologne for men called "Taken" that smells like you've spooned someone in the last 24 hours. Funny, definitely, but it got me thinking. I like to flirt, but I never go beyond just the flirting. Sometimes it's tempting, but I've never done that. I've had the most "interest" whenever I've been in a relationship, and I think I know why. Confidence. When you're single, you're flirting because you are trying to potentially get somewhere with this person (not necessarily in their pants, but more often than not...). When you're in a relationship, you can flirt without worrying about the outcome because you know you've got someone to go home to. Maybe women can smell "relationship" (or spooning) on a man, but I think the confidence factor gives off the vibe that seems to work. If you're really good, you can pull off that vibe even if you're not in a relationship. One of my best friends married a girl he met in college, right after he graduated. It wasn't a good marriage, and they divorced after 2 years. He moved to Huntington Beach and got a bachelor pad close to the beach. Women flocked to him, including an ex-porn star (I met her, thought I recognized her, but never did get her screen name. It was 12 or 13 years ago, tho), and he had all the action he could handle. He rarely got into relationships that lasted more than a couple of months, and often was seeing 2 or 3 at a time. And I believe it was the air of confidence that he gave off. He was in good shape, reasonably good looking, great job, good money, nice car, and he would get right in girls' faces and tell them that they should not date him, because he was an asshole. His words. I think the combination of his confidence, the challenge, and the weird need for women to try and change their men into what they want them to be just worked and sent a massive stream of hotties to his door. And the trend continued when he moved to Minneapolis, then back to San Diego, and finally to Providence, RI, where he ultimately met his wonderful wife. He's been married now for 6 years, has 1 kid with another on the way, and has settled down to a nice family life. But he even told his wife that she shouldn't date him, because he was still an asshole.

So there's my thought for the week. I'm hoping to get back on the felt in the next week or so, so that I can continue to give you a play by play of the bad beats and lemurs that inhabit my world. See ya out there!

Friday, April 17, 2009

Carpocalypse - Will GM Go Bankrupt?

Howdy, peeps. Long time no post. After running strong in February, March I just fell into the tank. So I basically took the last half of March and the first half of April off. By next week, though, I should be back on the felt, flinging chips like the tarded lemur I am. For now, though, a little non-poker content.

GM's new CEO, Fritz Henderson is implying that bankruptcy is more and more likely for GM. Part of any reorganization or further government bailouts will be a massive restructuring of the company. Right now, GM's North American brands include: Buick, Cadillac, Chevrolet, GMC, Hummer, Pontiac, Saab, and Saturn. According to Fritz, Buick, Caddy, Chevy, and GMC are their core divisions, with Pontiac as a niche player. The other brands would obviously join such storied automotive names like Oldsmobile, Plymouth, Packard, Studebaker, AMC, et al in the graveyard of history. Since the purpose of this is to make GM leaner and meaner, let's look at the vehicles in the doomed divisions, and see if there's anything worth saving.

Saturn: Of the current lineup, nothing cries out to be saved. That being said, the 2011 Opel Insignia (GM's European division) would replace the current Saturn Aura. That vehicle could serve as an updated Chevy Malibu.

Saab: Signs point to it becoming a stand alone company, so it is outside of the mix.

Pontiac: As with Saturn, most of the vehicles are crap. The only bright spot is the G8, a rear wheel drive sport sedan with a version of the Corvette V8 as an option. That basic vehicle is sold as the Chevy Impala in the Middle East. The current Impala is a soft, blobby front wheel drive sedan. Replace it with the G8.

Hummer: From a PR perspective, Hummer is in the toilet. That being said, the H2 and H3 vehicles could certainly fit with GMC's "professional grade" mantra. Since they're both based on existing GMC platforms (H2 on the Yukon platform and the H3 on the Canyon minitruck platform), it could be a decent bit of synergy.

So that leaves us with Buick, Caddy, Chevy, and GMC. On my car blog, I lay out comprehensive lineups for each remaining division, as well as those for Ford and Chrysler. Check them out.

Sunday, March 08, 2009

I was ahead when the money got in...

Yeah, you know you're running crappy when that's the best thing you can say. First 2 SNGs were blanks. I was generally playing ok, but I did make a couple of bad decisions and so it goes. So I jump into a final 6.50 27 player SNG on Tilt. I'm generally running good, top 7 or so for nearly the entire tournament. We get down to the bubble, and I've got about 8BB in 4th, with the top 5 paying. I get dealt K2off in the BB. Naturally, that's a hand I would never consider playing in these circumstances, but 2 other limpers allow me to check my option. Flop comes down K25 with 2 spades (I have none). I want to try and take it down now, so I bet the pot, figuring that nobody else would come along. Unfortunately, UTG does come along. The turn is an ace, so I shove, hoping that anyone playing Ax didn't just hit two pair. UTG calls, and he flips over the Q9 of spades. Please no more spades, please no more spades, please no more spades. Aaaannnndd the river!
Yes! The ever popular river button! And the aptly named death card drops, and Hoff is once again a bubble boy. Back in February, I was running pretty good. Not so much now. Oh well. Das poker.

Last five songs at the gym this morning:

Godsmack - Releasing the Demons
Pantera - Walk
Iron Maiden - 2 Minutes to Midnite
Death Angel - Seemingly Endless Time
Dokken - Tooth and Nail

See ya out there!

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Did you ever have one of those nights...

I'd already played in two 18 player SNGs on Tilt, and done crappy in both. Combination of not getting good cards, getting good cards and crappy flops, and overplaying both situations. But while I was in the 18 players, the 90 player that I first signed up for finally kick started. And it was great. I got cards. I flopped sets, turned flushes, rivered boats, it was going great. Right before the break, I was sitting at 4 of 47 remaining, and blinds were somewhere around 500/1000. 1st place had somewhere around T27000, and I had around T19000. I was UTG and got dealt a couple of rags. I folded, and the whole table folded. As soon as the chips were swept to the BB, I got moved and literally dropped into the break with 4 min remaining. OK, I kinda got screwed out of a minute of the break, but not a major deal. But when we started up, the wheels fell off. The antes kicked in, and I went pretty card dead. T6off. Snowman Taterlegs. 25off. At one point I found T9off and followed 2 limpers, only to have BB pop a 3x raise. I was bleeding chips like a hemophiliac. A couple of times I woke up to real hands that actually held up. Once, I got AJd, flopped TPTK, and wound up doubling up when I rivered the flush. Very next hand, I got QQ on the button, raised it up 4x, and got one caller. Ace on the flop, and he shoves. 2 hands later, my AToff flops TPTK that I'm betting hard, until the J falls on the river. I bet out, and sure enough the lemur who'd been feeding the chip stack with nothing more than 2 overs (he was nice enough to show his KJoff, the jackoff) gets paid off on the river. Finally, we're down to 11 left, the top 9 pay, I've barely got 2 BB, and I wake up to s00ted Big Slick. Big Stack Bully in the SB calls with his K6 off, flops trips, and IGH steaming and out of the money. Das poker.

Last five songs to shuffle up in Media Player:

Slayer - War Ensemble
Erykah Badu - Sometimes
Fighting Gravity - Land of Ska
Sergio Mendez & Brazil 66 - Mas Que Nada
The Blues Brothers - Gimme Some Lovin'

See ya out there.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Creepiest. Thing. Evar. (Non-poker content, slightly NSFW)

Ok. I'm extremely straight, and secure in my masculinity. Still, sometimes you come across something you really didn't wish that you'd seen. The problem with working out at a gym is that inevitably you'll come across the ever-present "naked dude." If you're going to change out of your sweaty workout clothes, shower, and get into clean street clothes, you'll have to be nekkid at some point. Generally, it's not a major issue. Guys all know this...keep your eyes pointed straight ahead and odds are you'll never see more than some guy's pecs or moobs, which you'll see at the beach anyway. Not a big deal. Sunday morning, though, I was needing to pour bleach into my eyes to try and erase what I saw. I'd finished my workout (last five songs - Five Finger Death Punch - The Bleeding, Megadeth - Holy Wars, Atreyu - Becoming the Bull, Pantera - Fucking Hostile, Suicidal Tendencies - You Can't Bring Me Down) and had just finished changing out of my workout clothes so that I could go home. I walked around the corner of the lockers, and standing there with his back to me was Naked Guy. Oh, but this wasn't any old Naked Guy. Nope. This one was special, and with the acknowledgement that my eyes never got below waist level, that should definitely say something. This guy had seemingly manscaped all the hair off of his back, except for one bit. You know the hot girls that you find on the porno websites, with the little wedge pie or landing strip pubes? This guy left a little triangle patch of back hair just above and pointing to his ass crack! First of all, who would think of this? Second, who was the brave soul who was drafted to perform said manscaping? A fucking little landing strip pointing at his asscrack!?!? Definitely not the way I really needed to start the day.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Success is where you find it...

Played in a 90 on FT tonight, and it was one of those nights where it seemed like everything was working. 59off in the BB. 5 limp and I check. Flop comes down 595, and I double through the lemur who limped with cowboys. I call a raise with snowmen on the button, and the flop comes down all rags. EP raiser checks, and I bet. He calls. Turn is another brick, check, bet, call. River brings an 8, check, bet, raise, reraise, shove, I call, and double up through another lemur playing rockets. It was that kind of night, until the final table, where JJ was not OK. I'm in first place, and get JJ in MP. It folds to me, so I open for a 4x raise and get one caller. Flop comes down T-high, and the caller, who was one of the shorter stacks, shoved. Having a pair of overs, I called, figuring this guy for either AK or TPTK. I figured if he had QQ - AA, he would've reraised me PF, so I figured he was just making a move. Oops. He had a set of tens, and doubled through me. I fought my way back into first, and then third place doubled through 2nd place, to be way ahead of me. So we get down to five handed, and blinds are at 1500-3000. UTG, who is in first opens for 12000, and I wake up to JJ in the SB. I call, and see a flop of AJx, with two spades. I lead out with a pot bet, not wanting to make it easy for someone to chase the frush. UTG reraises and I shove. He calls, and flips over the spade Big Slick, for TPTK and 4 to the nut frush. The turn is a brick, but the river brings him his flushie, and IGH in 5th, with a $70 payout on a $12 buy-in. I was hoping for more, but positive money is positive money.

Last five songs heard at the gym tonight:

Pantera - Mouth for War
Joe Satriani - Summer Song
Cinderella - Somebody Save Me
Queensryche - Breaking the Silence
Quiet Riot - Slick Black Cadillac

What can I say? Hair metal is an awesome soundtrack for picking up heavy shit and putting it back down. See ya out there, peeps!

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Still breathing, barely

Well, I'm not sure what it's like in your part of the world, but here in San Diego, we've got a wicked cold going around. This has honestly been the worst cold I think I've ever had. 102 degree fever, that all-over body ache, sore joints, and I could barely muster the energy to sleep. You know it's bad when the fact that your throat-tearing cough is finally producing phlegm is seen as a good thing. My doctor actually put me on Vicodin just so I could sleep through the night. Crazy stuff. And it's kept me off the felt. Which, based on this little gem, is probably a good thing.

PLO/8. 9 player, I'm sitting comfortably in 2nd. I raise preflop, and UTG, who had limped and had me covered, comes along. I flop the Royal draw, so there's no way I'm leaving, but UTG got enough to justify staying in, regardless of what I bet. I wasn't completely doomed until the river, but sure enough the river boat sinks my turned nut flush, and IGH in 5th. Big pile of meh. Still, the b/r is positive for 2009, so I'll keep grinding. Stay dry and stay healthy. See ya out there.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Epic Want (non-poker edition)

So, are you bored during the doldrums of winter? Snowed in? Have a spare $200k that you are afraid to put into a bank somewhere? Try this.

Props to Jalopnik for giving me a dose of happy during the lunch break. Cue music: Walking in a Winter Wonderland.

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Small Victories

Well, after several midrange losses (4th of 9, 6th of 18), I finally found some money. Simple $11+1 9 player, and I finished 2nd. I had a pretty good balance of tight and aggressive, and found that after 3 or 4 folds in a row, I could pop a preflop bluff raise and take it down. I got sucked out a couple of times, including this one during 4 handed play:

Dealt to iamhoff [Ad 6s]
iamhoff calls 600
HotPanda folds
westside115 folds
KYLE49ers checks
*** FLOP *** [Td 9d 2d]
KYLE49ers checks
iamhoff bets 600
KYLE49ers raises to 1,200
iamhoff calls 600
*** TURN *** [Td 9d 2d] [Qc]
KYLE49ers bets 1,895, and is all in
iamhoff calls 1,895
KYLE49ers shows [6h 3d]
iamhoff shows [Ad 6s]
*** RIVER *** [Td 9d 2d Qc] [3s]
KYLE49ers shows a pair of Threes
iamhoff shows Ace Queen high
KYLE49ers wins the pot (7,690) with a pair of Threes

Yes, I shouldn't have limped, but A6 is not bad 4 handed and I'd been active the prior 3 hands, which is why I was in first place. But it happens. I made up for it with this hand:

Dealt to iamhoff [Ac 2h]
HotPanda folds
westside115 folds
KYLE49ers raises to 2,000
iamhoff calls 1,125, and is all in
KYLE49ers shows [As 9s]
iamhoff shows [Ac 2h]
Uncalled bet of 475 returned to KYLE49ers
*** FLOP *** [Qd Ah 2c]
*** TURN *** [Qd Ah 2c] [2s]
*** RIVER *** [Qd Ah 2c 2s] [Ts]
KYLE49ers shows two pair, Aces and Twos
iamhoff shows a full house, Twos full of Aces
iamhoff wins the pot (3,050) with a full house, Twos full of Aces

The poker gods taketh, and then they giveth back (occasionally). And anytime they give back to my bankroll, it's a good day.

Last 5 songs at the gym:

Keep Away - Godsmack
Crashed - Daughtry
Chinese Democracy - Guns N Roses (it's actually a pretty decent album, who knew)
Judas Kiss - Metallica (Death Magnetic is fucking awesome!)
The Pretender - Foo Fighters

See ya out there, peeps!

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Nice to see some things never change...

Wassup! This past few months has been very frustrating and non-conducive to poker (among other things). Back in November, the best doggie anywhere (a sample of which can be found here), Ginger, lost her battle with cancer (I HATE that fucking disease!). She's now in doggie heaven chasing bunnehs and kittehs, but life at Casa de Hoff has been way depressing. So depressing that DAPGF couldn't wait until past the holidays and got us a Dobie puppeh in early December, just before I signed up for the PokerStars WBCOOP tournament. Unfortunately, the puppy was a little older and had some serious behavioral problems (mainly aggression, towards both dogs and people). So the weekend of the tournament, I had to drive DAPGF back to the breeder in Paso Robles to return the dog. So we are once again without doggie. We do get the pick of the breeder's next litter, which should be born in March, but it still requires waiting.

So now that things are somewhat stable for the time being, I'm trying to get back into the groove. My morning dog walk and dog feed time is officially allocated to going running in the morning. Officially. Unofficially, I've been fighting off a cold and have been spending most of my time touching the snooze button. Meh. Hopefully I can find the motivation and get back on a track of dropping some of the weight I've gained over the past year. (Check out the progress here). Also in the vein of New Years Resolutions, I'm trying to be more timely in managing my bills, and to not fuck around as much at work. And most importantly, PLAY MORE POKER AND POST MORE BLOGGING STUFF!!

So here we are posting, and I'll talk about 2009 and how poker is treating me thus far. The first SNG I played was a 27 player, $2.25 on Tilt. I freaking won it, doubling my bankroll right there. A few days later, I followed that up with a couple of $6.50s that went nowhere (10th/45, 46th/90, 6th/9). And then tonight I jumped into a $12 18 player SNG. I was playing solid, and I ran in 1st or 2nd most of the way through it. We get to 4 handed, and I'm comfortably in 2nd. Then 4th place busted out, which allowed 3rd place to jump past me to 2nd place. Then came the bad hand. I'm UTG and get KQs...a pretty solid hand 3 handed. So I pop a raise. Big Stack Bully was in the BB, and came over the top. I figured him for a bully move, so I called. Unfortunately when the cards flipped, he had AK, including the s00ted Ace to my KQ. End result, A on the flop and IGH in 3rd. Still, it was a decent cash. I decided to press my luck and try one more...a $12 9 player. I'm running pretty solid through this one also, and we get to the bubble. I'm in 3rd, in the BB, and I find AJs. Fold, fold, and big stack bully in the SB comes over the top, as he's done all night. So I figure I've got a better than decent chance, even if he's got a real hand...strong, s00ted ace, nut flush draw, broadway draw, royal draw, plus, BSB is probably full of crap. And...
Yep. Q5off. I'm feeling pretty damn good until the flop of 2Q5, and Hoff is teh bubble boy. Still, the bankroll is positive for 2009, so I'll hold on to that little bit of goodness. DAPGF is teaching 3 nights this quarter, so I'm actually going to have some opportunities to jump on the felt. Maybe I'll bump into some of you. See ya out there!