I must reminisce about the good (hah! right) old days and give Absolute a bit of attention. Considering my intense argument with PokerStars this weekend and being painted with a big bullseye last night, tonight (which is far from done) was a perfect time to take a break from PokerStars.
I play a lot. I mean stupid waste of time I'm addicted a lot. But, only to watch thousands of ersatz players be so willing to play uncompetively. With the amount of effort I put into this, and thinking "outside the box" I've developed an arsenal of tricks that has prevented me from losing to bad beats and goading the other players into tipping their hand that they have some major support above and beyond random cards and Goddess Jarah.
Patience, persistence and a little tiny bit of more patience.
Going into Friday night I had about 150k on PokerStars. I've already identified that the 7-2 single draw lowball game is a little bit disturbing. Suddenly, after dozens of sit and go games the chat has become the single biggest thing in the history of the planet except for my dog realizing that trapping himself in the bathroom is not good and that Jarah is flawless.
Xenu loses. Xenu loses again. Xenu loses again, and again and again. And this is while continuing to play "real poker" and the flop cards and draws just do not work.
Now, since you've pissed me off about as much as possible, you have earned extra attention. On Sunday I won back all the chips I lost on Saturday.
I hate getting repetitive here, but geez guys. If one sit and go starts off with a player who obviously doesn't know the rules trading chips to someone that turns into a bully, that's weird, but acceptable. If it happens twice, OK, having a bad night, OK. if it happens 10 times, now we have obviously presented ourselves as bogus. And, not tonight, but later this week, I will get back to you on this PokerStars. And you've earned a bit of Operation Sit and Go for your efforts.
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RAR
As mentioned, I purposefully avoided PokerStars and my bullseye tonight. Someone needs to deal with me, so I took my 3.5 million chips to Absolute for the first time in ages and sat in at my beloved Omaha Hi-Lo. The table wasn't too bad. I did receive far less Aces other than the statiscal norm. I only won 30k. One tiny problem. I did have to fold way too many hands because of pre-flop dumbass raising.
The problem is what I'll call, "The Pustule Syndrome."
The Pustule Syndrome is the proven fact that there are thousands of players out there that have nothing better to do with their lives than sign up for an internet poker site and make up a ridiculous user name. On both Full Tilt and the merged UB and AP, there are 9 players that have named themselves synonyms of Pustule and Pustule itself. As I was investigating that, I found that virtually every combination of 2 and 3 letters was already taken.
Yet, here is RAR, who has popped up before. Being a feeder and raising like a jackass into the obvious vaccuum Refer.
The dog and Jarah both find it amusing that RAR decided to waste ten minutes of his life feeding the pot. I'm not so amused, except that Jarah has been tickling me with a feather for the last two hours and I'm so close to exploding into the most intense moment of my life.
Warning: Off to UB for bogus blackjack
Feeder RAR.
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