Crossroads: A Work Dilemma
Saturday, September 24, 2016
Sunday, September 11, 2016
Almost Back to Me
It had been evident for some time, at least to me, that my wife's supervisor, the principal at a private elementary/middle school, seemed to not like my wife for some reason. About a week or two before the school year ended, an email my wife received led her to believe that she, an at-will employee, would be fired. She confronted the principal, who lied to to her face told her no. Toward the end of May, I was taking part in a big picnic that the directors of my workplace hosted for our employees. During that, I heard from my wife that she had been let go and was treated very harshly. Meanwhile, I am gritting my teeth as I helping run the picnic. It was a shitty day.
Last December, I watched my mom for a few days after Christmas so that thundering36 could get a break away from taking care of her and go to Las Vegas. My mom was not too bad during the time I watched over her, but thundering36 let me know that he saw a cognitive decline in her during the first several months of 2016. In June, my mom seemed to be having some more severe issues, and it was recommended that she go into the hospice in-patient center for a few days for an evaluation. As I got ready to head up to visit in June, my brother told me that I needed to get to the in-patient unit right away. I had just started the trip and pulled to the side of the road, phoned my wife to quickly pack some clothes, went back home to get my wife, and headed to the in-patient center. My family watched my mother slowly die over the next week. She passed away on June 16, the day before my son's birthday.
The next couple months were pretty rough. I had already cancelled a quick return trip to Las Vegas and was forced to cancel a trip my wife and I were going to take to New Orleans. We also had a special hotel room reserved in St. Louis to celebrate our anniversary in July, but I just didn't feel like going.
I got a short respite at the end of July as thundering36 and I went to a couple White Sox-Cubs games, but the afterward the pressure at work was pretty intense. I went back to Las Vegas at the end of August and was joined by my wife for a few days, After returning, more intense work, which finally ended last Friday afternoon.
So in short, my summer really sucked. It was if there were clouds hovering over my head for a few months. I put on weight and overall felt like crap. It was part depression and part just needing to cope with some new realities. All the while I had a ton of pressure at work. Yuck.
However, I seem to have broken through since returning from Las Vegas. I've been on a diet and have dropped eight pounds. For the first time since last spring, I feel like myself again -- for better or worse!
And once again, a heartfelt thank you to my online and poker friends who were around for me this summer and helped me get through these past difficult months. The tweets, text messages, Facebook comments and blog comments all were a part of finally getting my life back to normal. I think I am about there.
Onward and upward. That is the right direction to go, right?
Saturday, September 03, 2016
Attack of the Man-hating Woman
I recently returned from a trip to Las Vegas (Aug 26-31) and have not yet had a chance to post about any of the happenings due to a busy work and leisure schedule upon my return . However, due to some tweets that were sent by myself and Vegas DWP during my Las Vegas trip, I have had several requests to post the story of how I was verbally attacked while playing poker at Caesars Palace. Since Vegas DWP was a witness and not directly involved in the situation, he is a much more impartial observer that I could be. In reality, since I was in the middle of the situation and seething, I don't have a coherent memory of the entire incident myself -- only bits and pieces I remember or heard.
Here is Vegas DWP's account of the situation. Afterward, I will comment.
A BIG thanks to Vegas DWP for providing the gist of this post. He is okay ... for a male ...
Thursday, August 25, 2016
Off to Las Vegas in Less Than 24 Hours
Saturday, August 20, 2016
Paul McCartney Concert Followup and Poker Session with Iron Mike Sharpe
The concession prices at Busch Stadium were higher than those of U.S. Cellular Field and Wrigley Field, where I had just recently seen games. The best deal food-wise was a huge BBQ brisket sammich with fresh potato chips and coleslaw for $14. Pretzels were over $9, a 20 oz. soda was $6, crappy Busch products were almost $10 and even special Cardinal Spring Water was $6. Sheesh.
link for a complete setlist for the concert.
The next morning we packed up and began to head for home. It was a dreary, rainy day. However, I had been hoping to get in a poker session at Ameristar Casino in St. Charles, Missouri, and possibly meet up with Iron Mike Sharpe there.
My session was a grind. I got there and there was $2-5 running from last night. But it broke 20 min after I sat down and I was down $120.
$1-3 session started slow, then I started to get chips and ended up with strong second best hands and the bluff hand from above.
I was down $580 at one point. Went back to work and ended up +$50 after 8.5 hours for the $1/3 session so only down $70 total on the day. I'll take it. Thurs - Sat, I won $1500 combined for those three days.
I can't be a member of the TBC Inner Circle until TBC lifts my Twitter ban u see. Will one of my friends get TBC to lift my ban for me?
That guy to my right who kept button straddling $10? I was just hoping for a hand but wasn't getting crap early on aside from flopping a set the first orbit.
And yes -- the hand you bluffed -- I had KK. I was hoping to induce some action, but was surprised at your raise. I figured that you wouldn't be raising the turn if you had a 6 or the straight. Glad I read it right.
I took some chances with decent hands and good draws and things worked out. I left up $400. Right before I left you won some big pots and looked like you were getting out of the hole.
I'll ask TBC about the Twitter ban. My usual charge for TBC access is a purple chip, but having met you, I might give you a discount.
Saturday, August 13, 2016
Paul McCartney Tonight!
Way back when, I was a boy when the Beatles took the world by storm. The first 45 I ever bought (apologies to the CD generation) was Yesterday. I remember threatening to run away from home when my mother wouldn't let me buy Nowhere Man. I bought a ton of Beatles albums as I was growing up and am still amazed at the magic of their music.
Time-wise, it doesn't look like I'll be able to play any poker on the trip. I was hoping to perhaps see if Iron Mike Sharpe was available to fling a few cards. It would be nice to meet him and, in effect, have him cover the cost of the concert tickets. Mwahaha!
Next week is generally one of the two most challenging work weeks of the year. Once I get to next Friday, things will get much easier. I hate to even mention how many beginnings to the school year I have worked. I went off to college when I was 18 and have never left the higher education environment. That is a lot of years!
In other news, my next Las Vegas trip is now less than two weeks away. I'll be heading out there on Friday, August 26. I'll have a couple of days by myself, and then Mrs. lightning, who will be in Arizona visiting a friend, will fly in to join me for a few days.
Catch you on the flip side.
Monday, July 25, 2016
How Much Should You Tip on a Big Bad Beat Jackpot?
Just to state the obvious right up front, I did not win any money from a bad beat jackpot. However, it is one of those things that recreational poker players dream about. If only ...
In a recent post, blogger Pete P. Peters noted a nice score he won on video poker and speculated as to an appropriate tip for the attendant who took care of the hand-paid jackpot. It got me wondering about a topic that surfaces from time to time: how much should a person tip on a bad beat jackpot? I am not so much concerned about smaller jackpots, but what about a big one -- a REALLY big one?
The two poker rooms closest to me, Par-A-Dice Casino in East Peoria, IL and Harrah's Joliet have sizable bad beat jackpots. The loser of the bad beat hand would currently receive almost $50,000 at Par-A-Dice and over $300,000 at Harrah's Joliet. Yowsa!
So, imagine that you the loser in the bad beat jackpot hand. You are stoked. The place is going crazy. And then you think, "how much should I tip the dealer?"
I play mostly $1/2 NL Hold 'em, and at most places, the average customer tokes the dealer $1 on a "regular" pot. If the pot is pretty big in size, many players will tip more than $1. But what do you do when you win a huge jackpot?
Keep in mind that the government is going to gobble up a significant portion for most people. Also, it would not be unusual for many poker players to have a modest positive ROI or perhaps a negative ROI. The jackpot would help you catch up on months or years of beats.
I have invited a few poker dealer friends to post their thoughts, but ... what would you do?