Back from Vegas. The town where way to many really stupid looking hats get worn.
Didn't go very well. Lost about $800 overall, $750 on the last day where about everything bad that could happen to me in a poker game, did. On the bright side, if there has to be one, I didn't have enough time or money left to lose more.
I did get to meet Spankherpair who seems like a really cool dude. Seemed to be a good live player as well except for making $40 straddle bets on my BB in 1/3NL when he starts drinking.
We had a great time the first night when Spankherpair, kennyg, kennyg's dealer gf (I really liked her), twelver and myself, all played on the same NL 1/3 table while drinking and doing shots and had a hugely great time.
Only two good poker moments for me this trip, one when I had pocket 10's and flopped a set and then turned quads to not only double up through a dude who had Aces full, but to also win the high hand jackpot. Unfortunately, as is standard with how badly I run, some dude at another table hit the very same Quad hand I did 10 minutes before me so he got $128 jackpot and mine was only $60. But I'll take all the free money they ever want to give me.
The other good moment I had was rivering a flush to double up through a guy slow playing a set.
Bad moments? OMG, there were just too fukkin many of them to list all of em. But I will try to hit the lowlights:
KK getting busted by an UTG dude with 24o who calles the PFR and flops the wheel. That cost $100.
Getting 3 outtered on the river for another $100.
Having a hand miss 17 outs with 2 cards to come costing me I forget how much.
Losing a race on the river in a mtt at TI that had I won would have put me into the FT as a GIGANTIC chip leader. Instead, getting rivered as mentioned to bust 11th when 6 paid. -$65. I played really really good though and went quite deep without having a great run of cards. So I feel semi-proud of myself for that at least.
Playing a -$130 single table satellite that paid top 2 finishers entry into the $540 Saturday afternoon Venetian tourney and busting out 3rd after having busted all but one of the other players who busted out. Again I played really really well, and except for possibly the very last hand where I was extremely shortstacked and lost 84o to AA, I feel great about myself and the way I performed.
And the one to end my trip:
I get AQo in LP, utg raises $12, folds to me, I re-raise to $35, folds to sb who calls as does original bettor.
Flop comes KQ9 rainbow. They both slowly check. I think for a moment and bet $100. SB then immediately says "how much does he have left?" I'm thinking "fuck, there goes another $135!"
They count my chips and tell him I have $160 left. He looks at the original bettors stack and then says "I'm just gonna call", original bettor thinks for about 30 seconds, looking at both of us, then folds.
Turn is 4clubs, SB says "$200" and puts the chips out there. I kinda give him my "you asshole" look and he says, "sorry man, I flopped it. But you do have the odds to call so it aint like you'd be wrong to." I think for a little bit, trying to talk myself into believing that he hadn't called a 12xbb PFR-R from OOP with JT. I'm assuming he figured me for having KK or QQ if he thought I had the odds to make the call. But with only one card to come I told him I believed him and that's why I wasn't calling. I heard him later talking to his girlfriend and giving her whatever reason for making his PF call with JT so at least I was right about that and didn't make a bad laydown. I do think though that had he not been in the hand, the original bettor would have called my CB and I could have easily been behind him as well, so meh. Another $135 down the tubes. Played a short time longer and called it a night when the table started breaking up around 3am.
With as bad as my trip went poker wise, twelver's went waaaayyyyyy worse. Until, Sunday that is, after we checked out of TI we went to the Bellagio so he could play about 10 hours of 2/5NL to recoup his losses and I could wait the 2 hours til I needed to leave for the airport. During those hours, I saw him win about $1000. A good chunk of it on a hand where he flopped a flush and then turned a straight flush and his opponent couldn't laydown his KK. Must be nice.
This trip was my best one yet for seeing famous people. I saw Scotty Nguyen playing in a PLO tourney at Caesars the 1st day. I had to walk over to him to see his face to make sure it really was him with that curly mullet that I had seen from behind. It was.
James Woods, (the actor), was playing 2/5 NL about 2 feet away from me at the table right behind me, when I was watching twelver start his comeback today. Was sorta interesting to eavesdrop and listen to him go on about some poker dream he had had. Damn he's starting to look old.
Montel Williams came in to play some 20/40. Twelver bout creamed his jeans at that.
Seems he must have a thing for bald black dudes with crappy tv shows.
Anways, I'm back home. Thankfully. Really gonna have to rebuild the roll quite a bit before doing that again. Even though I lost for the trip overall, I do believe that I played pretty well and didn't make any huge mistakes. So maybe someday it will be my turn to have a good winning trip to vegas.
I did manage to catch some kinda bug while down there that gave me the shits and by the time I got to my house, I was sitting on the toilet with a bucket in front of me and spraying out both ends. Las Vegas, what a clean town.
Meh.
I did make one observation though today that I hesitate to mention as it deals with race and I'm tired of the whole race issue TBQH. But this happened to me today while in the taxi stand line at the Bellagio waiting to go to the airport. There were about 35 people in front of me in the line I was in. At least half of them were black people. (no, thats not the observation) I was watching them all (everyone, not just the black people) get in their cabs as the doorman would call the cab up, tell the driver where to take the customer and put their luggage in the trunk and hold the door open for them while they got in. Now, here's the observation. And I only mention it as a question because it was such a stark difference. NOT ONE, not a single one, of the black people tipped the door man for the courtesies and respect he showed them. And he really was doing a good job of getting them out of there in a timely manner with all those zillions of cabs and cars driving around. Yet ALL of the other people (white, oriental, & indian from what I could tell) did tip him. So now I find myself asking why this is? Honestly, I can't figure a reason for why there was such a stark difference. But there most definitely was. I wondered if it was because he was white, but I can't really say that's the reason because it was the only time I have ever made this observation. I do plan on watching this in the future though.