I forgot about this blogging thing

I was reading some blogs the other day and I remembered, I wrote a blog once. I think it was about 2-3 months ago. I started searching for it and I realized I wrote it last November. Whoops. I think that I am going to start writing in it. I am making a commitment to write something at least one time per week.

Why am I making this commitment? Because I lack discipline. I have ZERO. Guess what? That kills you at the poker table!

I played poker on Thursday night for a little bit. I was set to leave at 6:30 so that I could go drink and hang out with Julie, Scott, Ang and Tommy. I grabbed a rack and was ready to leave. I was up about $250. My first winning cash session in a while. Yea me. Then I accidentally (really it was by accident) posted my big blind. Now that I have paid for the blinds I have to see my free hands, right? So, about 6:50, its right before my big blind and I am going to cash out and I lose a big pot. Now I am up about $100. Ok that sucks, but a win is a win. The cage at Nautica was closed for 20 minutes. Really? Well, I cannot just stand around with my money, I guess I am playing one more round. I play stupid in two hands. Why? Because I LACK DISCIPLINE! I cannot help myself. I cannot just sit there. So now I am down $220. I am pissed. My lack of discipline in leaving when I said I would and playing hands that I know I should not play has burned me again.

Alright, one last hand and I am leaving. Really! I pick up JJ. UTG raises to 10, next player reraises to $60...what the hell am I supposed to do here with Jacks? Fold, raise, set mine? I have position on the raisers so I decide to take a flop. With these players I know that I am ahead of the raiser and behind the reraiser. I need a jack. Flop is K-10-5 rainbow. Hmm. The raiser checks. The reraiser looks visibly disgusted with that flop. (The reraiser thinks that I am a tight solid player- even kind of nitty so he hated my smooth call preflop) He bets 75. I have to call this. I am starting to think that I can take this pot away from him. I think he has QQ. Turn A. Ok, now I have a gutshot and position lets see what happens. He checks. I bet $110. A smallish bet, but I wanted it to look scary and I only had another $134 behind so he has to know that all my chips are going into the pot. He just calls. What is going on here? Does he already have a straight? Does he have two pair? A set? I am so confused. River is 2. He looks disgusted and checks. I go all in for my last $134 and resign myself to going drinking without any extra money. Its a $680 Pot he has to call the last $134. Right? But wait a second, he is a really good smart player.

Well, luckily for me, this is the one guy at Nautica that does not just put his money in and pray. He thought it through and figured there is no way he can be good here and he would rather save the money. WHEW! He said he had QQ. I believe him. I did not show the bluff, I just said, good lay down, whatever you had. He convinced himself that I had a set of kings. Right you are. Good fold. I left up about $180 dollars. If I had any discipline at the table I would have left up $250 AND I would have been able to see Julie and Scott. Sometimes I really piss myself off.

OK. So I finally have a winning session at poker, lets go to Eddie's for a game with calling stations. Yipee. I am doing really well, playing tight, smart poker. I am even playing solitaire on my Ipod to help prevent the bored play. Well as always, that fails and I start splashing around and playing stupid. I just have to call the reraise with 24 s, its my favorite hand. I do not however have to put another $150 in the pot because I hit the 4. I know better. I knew as I was calling and betting that I was beat and that this cannot end well for me. I ended up losing $300 for the night. Grrr.

OK. Enough for now. I need to have something to talk about for my next blog that will occur some time in the next 7 days.