Today was Bobe's funeral. The part that got to me the most was my father and brother, who are not currently on speaking terms, hugging each other in this time of mourning. Touching stuff.
But enough about that stuff, when you read Piers journal you're reading for the good recipes, when you're reading MVPs its for the lesbian stories, when you're reading Mecos' its for the plethora of words he has made up or borrowed from another language and expect us to know (What the fuck is a Mizor?). Since I am more or a less a dull guy, I take it that people that read this read it for the poker content, so let me give you what you crave.
After the ceremony and the after ceremony family mingling over Entenmann's desserts and coffee, I hopped on a 5 handed $30/$60 game on UB. It quickly filled up however. There was one loose/bad player, a couple fairly poor players, and the rest seemed decent but certainly didn't make me say "Wow that guy can play!" That said, these guys were not the crazy poo flinging mizors of Party $10/$20 I'm used to. $30/$60 seems like a game where simply playing "good cards" pre flop won't cut it, without good table selection skills (which I lack and need to work on) that is. That's just fine with me because I consider myself pretty good at mixing it up and reading hands. It really seemed like an interesting challenge to outplay these guys. I made $625 in about an hour and 45 minutes. Woulda been over $1000 if KQ didn't beat my AK on a K529 no flush draw board, but I'll leave the whining and bitching for Mecos.
Has anyone ever noticed how when I talk about my near future plans in this journal, I never follow them? I promised less bonus chasing and more partypoker spanking, and yet hear I am on UB clearing bonus at the blistering rate of $3/hr.