Yesterday was another frustrating day of poker.  I played 8.5K hands in 11 hours (this is fewer hands/hour than normal because I was watching the Duke-Butler game I had recorded) and made a whopping $150.  Flipping burgers for a living is looking better and better.  Sometimes, breaking even is a great result.  But yesterday, I felt like I was have every other pot stolen from me.  Not a good feeling.

So in my post session review, a few things became obvious to me.  When I'm not focusing at the task at hand, I get into a mindless grinding rut where I basically play hit or miss poker.  This is bad when you're playing full ring, but horrific when you play 6max because people barrel you all the time.  As a result, my winnings at non-showdown took a nosedive.  I think part of this was me not hitting as many flops, but I can definitely improve.  I think I may need to put a "PLAY EVERY HAND" sign above my monitor.

I had some errands to run today, so I didn't get enough sleep.  I think I'll take the day off from poker to finish up my taxes and maybe get a haircut.  I hear it's hot in Florida right now, and as you may have guessed, I don't do too well in the heat.  I'm pretty sure I'm the sweatiest guy I know.  But I sure do well in the winter.  Well actually, no - I sweat in the winter too.

JOKE

A Rodney Dangerfield classic...

My doctor was giving me a complete physical. He said he wanted a urine sample, a stool sample, and a semen sample. So I left my underwear and went home.


In case you can't get enough of dirty underwear...

A girl takes her clothes to a Chinese Laundry. When she gets her clothes back she notices one of her pair of underwear is still dirty. She puts a note on it and sends it back to the Laundry saying "More soap on panty, signed Nancy"

The Chinese guy sends it back with a note that says "More Soap on hiney, signed Chiney"