Saturday, July 31, 2010
Hilarity
This website is bringing me entirely too much pleasure, please read for yourselves and enjoy. I'm pretty sure this guy is my new idol.
Getting Ready for August...
Well today is the last day of July, which means tomorrow is August. This is definitely going to be an interesting month for me. The goal is to play 300k hands and pick up close to a month on SNE pace as I fell nearly 2 months behind with the whole Vegas trip. With any luck I can also make some money so I don't go busto and have to get a job at Publix. Although that wouldn't be too bad I really like Publix.
Don't worry, I'll be writing a few more posts about Vegas when I get the chance, but I'm feeling the need to make this post so I'll be inspired to hit my goal next month, or something like that.
Atlanta has been kinda weird since I got back from Vegas. My apartment has been without AC for about a month now, so we're pretty much getting free rent, and they take us out to dinner occasionally which is nice.
I ended up going out last night for the first time since I've gotten back and had a pretty good time. Started the night at Chi Phi catching up with the guys, before Wild Will decided that the night had to end at a strip club. Naturally I tried to hire a limo to take us around town and then drop us at Tattletales, but the they were out of limos (wtf, how do you run a limo service and not have enough limos to pick up a bunch of drunken idiots with paper to burn). After the limo failed we tried a cab service, and after 10 minutes of holding we just gave up the dream and walked to Cheetah.
Apparently I got spoiled in Vegas because Cheetah sucked, although I did make some kids night. It was his first time so I bought him some dances and such and now apparently I have a new friend. After close we stumbled back to the tech area where I had to try out the new Georgia Tech Waffle House. Wild Will and Nate were a bit too hammered to eat so they went home and I went in for some fine southern dining. Highlights of the meal include having a long conversation with a drunken lady about bacon, and the two guys next to me telling me "Yes, were homos and we have sex with each other!" Cool story bro.
Oh I also met up with Mike and TennePenne (who I'm still trying to convince to let me buy her name) for a few drinks as well as a couple other people who I'm forgetting. I finally met the legendary Alfie, and the new dog ironically named August.
Where was I going with all of this??? Aw hell who knows, anyway I'm locking myself in my apartment for the entire month so you'll have to come visit me if you want Weinman time.
I'll leave you with my poker graph for August, the big uptick is the Venetian 5k main event, and the big downer at the end is my estimate of Vegas "expenditures"
- young danny boy
Don't worry, I'll be writing a few more posts about Vegas when I get the chance, but I'm feeling the need to make this post so I'll be inspired to hit my goal next month, or something like that.
Atlanta has been kinda weird since I got back from Vegas. My apartment has been without AC for about a month now, so we're pretty much getting free rent, and they take us out to dinner occasionally which is nice.
I ended up going out last night for the first time since I've gotten back and had a pretty good time. Started the night at Chi Phi catching up with the guys, before Wild Will decided that the night had to end at a strip club. Naturally I tried to hire a limo to take us around town and then drop us at Tattletales, but the they were out of limos (wtf, how do you run a limo service and not have enough limos to pick up a bunch of drunken idiots with paper to burn). After the limo failed we tried a cab service, and after 10 minutes of holding we just gave up the dream and walked to Cheetah.
Apparently I got spoiled in Vegas because Cheetah sucked, although I did make some kids night. It was his first time so I bought him some dances and such and now apparently I have a new friend. After close we stumbled back to the tech area where I had to try out the new Georgia Tech Waffle House. Wild Will and Nate were a bit too hammered to eat so they went home and I went in for some fine southern dining. Highlights of the meal include having a long conversation with a drunken lady about bacon, and the two guys next to me telling me "Yes, were homos and we have sex with each other!" Cool story bro.
Oh I also met up with Mike and TennePenne (who I'm still trying to convince to let me buy her name) for a few drinks as well as a couple other people who I'm forgetting. I finally met the legendary Alfie, and the new dog ironically named August.
Where was I going with all of this??? Aw hell who knows, anyway I'm locking myself in my apartment for the entire month so you'll have to come visit me if you want Weinman time.
I'll leave you with my poker graph for August, the big uptick is the Venetian 5k main event, and the big downer at the end is my estimate of Vegas "expenditures"
- young danny boy
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Some Vegas Stories
All right well I've put this off long enough, and I'm sure you people want to hear about some of the trouble we've gotten into in Vegas thus far so I'll start telling some of these stories (or at least what I remember of them). My car got picked up today and my flight back to Atlanta leaves at 11pm Vegas time tonight so I've got a whole day to do basically nothing but chill by the pool and write a blog or two.
Food!
I'm a big food junkie. I love eating good food, and really don't care what it costs if the experience is worth it. That said, Vegas is just packed with amazing restaurants, and although we didn't go to too many of them in the 6 weeks we spent here, we definitely had some good meals.
Nobu (Hard Rock)
The night at Nobu was definitely one of my favorite nights of the entire summer. Early on in the day I get a call from my friend Ryan from Atlanta who is in Vegas for a few days. Ryan works with Pokernews Strategy which I think will definitely take off in the near future as they have some amazing names doing content for their site (hey, I might even make a video or 2 for them in the near future!). Ryan tells me that he's meeting up with a bunch of the poker players from Pokernews Strategy at Nobu that night and asks if I want to tag along. I'm always down for good food and good company so I tell him that I'm in.
Then Ryan asks if I can do him a favor and pick someone up at the airport for him. I'm a bit reluctant picking up a stranger at the airport, but I ask him who it is and he tells me "oh, it's nanonoko."
Now, all the poker people reading this will know who that is, but for you non-poker followers let me use an analogy to help you understand a bit more about the legend that is nanonoko.
online poker : nanonoko :: tennis : Rafael Nadal
Yep, he's basically just the boss. He runs the streets, and all fear nanonoko. Luckily for me I'm up lifetime on nano, by about $20. Unfortunately for me, he probably just rolls around in piles of cash all day.
Anyway, Ryan and I pick Nano up at the airport and head over to the Hard Rock for dinner at Nobu. Besides the 3 of us, we meet 5 or 6 others there including a couple other online poker legends. Among the group are Kane (nascar_1949), and Josh (LitleBstrd). Kane is one of the best Heads Up specialists in the world and also plays some of the biggest 6max games on the planet. Josh is a pot limit omaha specialist who had also won a WSOP bracelet in holdem just a few days before this dinner.
There we also a bunch of tourney players who I don't really remember, and Nolan (probably the best player that plays the same games I do, and is also moving to Miami with me) ended up joining us as well.
No one really knew what to order, so we ordered the Omakase which was just the chef's choice of enough food to pretty much make all 10 of us never want to eat again. It was probably the best meal I've ever had as sushi, oysters, steak, and other types of seafood were just pouring out of the kitchen and onto our table. We also had bottles of orange sake flowing which were actually pretty good even though I've never had a thing for sake.
Some pictures from dinner... Unfortunately I think these were iPhone pictures, so the quality is a little poor.
a few types of oysters
some sort of filet that was cooked at the table on piping hot rocks
more of the filet and an MTT pro in amazement
one of the many plates of sushi
All in all it was an amazing dinner. For 10 people we spent a little over $2k, and all but 3 of us bought out of the credit card roulette. In the end, Josh ended up paying for the 3 of us that played, so it was a free night at Nobu for me.
Afterwards I took Nano back to his suite at Vdara. He's an insanely nice and modest guy which is just awesome given how well he does. I kind of expected most high stakes pros to flaunt it, but he seemed completely down to earth and we talked for a good half hour about poker and life in general.
The rest of us ended up at O'Sheas where we played some high stakes beer pong (Josh and I got up about $600 each on Kane and Ryan before losing it back in the double or nothing game). Kane and I then played some heads up poker on one of these electronic heads up machines. The best part about this was we layed about 5k in cash across the table as well as Josh's WSOP bracelet so passerby's would just stop in awe of what was going on.
Somehow the night continued with a bunch of us getting a private 1/2 poker game at Hard Rock and playing/drinking there for a few hours. Of course, nano won all the money, although I'm pretty sure I was just handing it away by the end.
From left to right we have Kane, Me (ok I might have been a little drunk by this point, keeping the eyes open was difficult), ChicagoJoey, nanonoko, Ryan, Josh.
Craftsteak (MGM)
A few nights later was ChicagoJoey's birthday so a bunch of us went out to Craftsteak to celebrate with him. I think he turned 25 which means he's an old man in our world. I'm not a huge steak fan, but the meal we had was excellent. We did something similar to Nobu where they ended up just bringing us tons of different cuts of steak and some amazing sides.
The steak was out of this world and they had some interesting deserts which we tried after. Everything was pretty excellent except for the bacon ice cream (yes, I said BACON ICE CREAM). Unsurprisingly, it tasted just like bacon and ice cream. Separately, these are two of my favorite foods on the planet. Together, they taste like utter garbage.
Amy was out here for this dinner so the two of us went as well as my roommate Greg and his brother. Kane also joined us as well as internet poker legend Ariolis30. Joey and his gf were of course there and Ryanmack ended up coming later in the night for a few shots.
From left to right we have: (Ariolis, Kane, Amy, Me, Joey's gf, Joey, Ryanmack). I guess by this point Greg and brother had left to do weird things.
Naked Fish:
Now I had been to Vegas 7 times in the last year and a half before this trip, and had been told everytime that I had to go to Naked Fish if I wanted great sushi. We actually went there pretty early in the trip. My friend Alex from Atlanta and his friend Stewart came along as well as Horstman. For those that don't know Horstman he was a senior at Tech when I was a freshman and we met somehow most likely involving a random poker game. Eventually, he dropped out of tech with one class left and moved to Vegas where he still lives.
Naked fish was very good, but the sushi at Nobu was probably a little bit better. Definitely a place to check out though if sushi is your thing as they have plates signed by tons of famous people that have eaten there.
Here's one of the rolls, I believe the WSOP roll, which was probably my favorite of the night. By this point, I have no clue what was in it, but I definitely remember it being pretty tasty.
Afterwards, we made a trip to Rhino which actually turned out to be pretty epic. We dared Stewart to get undressed and start giving random guys lap dances and see how much she could make (no, Stewart is not a guy). I thought there was 0 chance this would actually happen. However, a few drinks later, I looked around and noticed the 2 of them were missing. A few minutes later I had a text from Stewart...
"Got kicked out, headed to Sapphire... but I made $80!"
N9NE (Palms)
I figured I might as well save the best for last, so we're ending this foodblog with N9NE steakhouse. We've actually been to N9NE three separate times now, and everything I've had was amazing each time.
Trip 1 to N9NE was made with a bunch of online players who I play against nearly every day. Among the group were Petteytheft, Blggiesmalls, Marccus85, ZepHendrix, FatDan44, and dankness. I might be leaving someone out but I think I covered it all.
This trip I had the lobster bisque and the Surf and Turf which were both amazing.
It was without a doubt the best steak I've ever had, and the lobster on top wasn't half bad either. Oh, and it was served on a bed of lobster mashed potatoes. Dankness ended up losing the credit card roulette and got stuck with the $800ish bill.
Trip 2 to N9NE was probably the most memorable. This time I went with the roomates from the house, and well as two of Tom's friends from UMD and Horstman. The drinks were flowing and one of Tom's friends (Tails?) was completely shitfaced throughout dinner. This kid was drunk beyond anything I've ever seen. I'm pretty sure he broke 2 or 3 water glasses, and he definitely ordered a vodka tonic from every single person in the restaurant. Oh no, not just the staff, I mean everyone.
I had the sashimi appetizer and the lamb for my entree this time and once again N9NE delivered. Unfortunately I don't think I have a picture of this one. Tails ended up asking the waiter for the bill, which gave everyone a good laugh, but I'm pretty sure he was serious. We ended up rouletting for this one as well and Horstman got stuck for $1.1k or so. Unfortunately for me, I had to cover it.
Trip 3 was pretty recently when Nate and Chris were out for a few days. I'm not entirely sure who else was with us, as I was pretty drunk for this one, but I think it was most of my roomates and Dan from Canada. We ordered all of the appetizers to share as well as tons of oysters, some sushi, and pretty much everything else. I did the surf and turf again and it was still very good. Most people ended up buying out of this roulette but 3 of us ending up going at it, and I got stuck for $500 or so.
All in all we ate some amazing food in Vegas, and definitely had great times with great people at all of these dinners. A lot of restaurants didn't make the list, but a few more definitely stuck out as being very solid.
1. The Aria Buffet - This is still the only buffet I've been to in Vegas and I don't think I'll go anywhere else. $30 gets you all you can eat and the highlight is probably Alaskan King Crab Legs which are already pre opened for you.
2. Little Buddha at Palms - This was our last big dinner of the trip, and was definitely good all around. Speedle offered to pay the bill if we all snorted a line of wasabi, but to his disappointment it didn't happen.
3. Exreme Sushi - An all you can eat sushi place similar to RuSan's back home, but the quality is amazing.
Aaaaaand that's about it. I'm trying to scope out one more restaurant to go to tonight before my flight, but most people seem to have left town already so it might be a problem finding a crowd to go out with.
Until next time,
- Weinman
Food!
I'm a big food junkie. I love eating good food, and really don't care what it costs if the experience is worth it. That said, Vegas is just packed with amazing restaurants, and although we didn't go to too many of them in the 6 weeks we spent here, we definitely had some good meals.
Nobu (Hard Rock)
The night at Nobu was definitely one of my favorite nights of the entire summer. Early on in the day I get a call from my friend Ryan from Atlanta who is in Vegas for a few days. Ryan works with Pokernews Strategy which I think will definitely take off in the near future as they have some amazing names doing content for their site (hey, I might even make a video or 2 for them in the near future!). Ryan tells me that he's meeting up with a bunch of the poker players from Pokernews Strategy at Nobu that night and asks if I want to tag along. I'm always down for good food and good company so I tell him that I'm in.
Then Ryan asks if I can do him a favor and pick someone up at the airport for him. I'm a bit reluctant picking up a stranger at the airport, but I ask him who it is and he tells me "oh, it's nanonoko."
Now, all the poker people reading this will know who that is, but for you non-poker followers let me use an analogy to help you understand a bit more about the legend that is nanonoko.
online poker : nanonoko :: tennis : Rafael Nadal
Yep, he's basically just the boss. He runs the streets, and all fear nanonoko. Luckily for me I'm up lifetime on nano, by about $20. Unfortunately for me, he probably just rolls around in piles of cash all day.
Anyway, Ryan and I pick Nano up at the airport and head over to the Hard Rock for dinner at Nobu. Besides the 3 of us, we meet 5 or 6 others there including a couple other online poker legends. Among the group are Kane (nascar_1949), and Josh (LitleBstrd). Kane is one of the best Heads Up specialists in the world and also plays some of the biggest 6max games on the planet. Josh is a pot limit omaha specialist who had also won a WSOP bracelet in holdem just a few days before this dinner.
There we also a bunch of tourney players who I don't really remember, and Nolan (probably the best player that plays the same games I do, and is also moving to Miami with me) ended up joining us as well.
No one really knew what to order, so we ordered the Omakase which was just the chef's choice of enough food to pretty much make all 10 of us never want to eat again. It was probably the best meal I've ever had as sushi, oysters, steak, and other types of seafood were just pouring out of the kitchen and onto our table. We also had bottles of orange sake flowing which were actually pretty good even though I've never had a thing for sake.
Some pictures from dinner... Unfortunately I think these were iPhone pictures, so the quality is a little poor.
a few types of oysters
some sort of filet that was cooked at the table on piping hot rocks
more of the filet and an MTT pro in amazement
one of the many plates of sushi
All in all it was an amazing dinner. For 10 people we spent a little over $2k, and all but 3 of us bought out of the credit card roulette. In the end, Josh ended up paying for the 3 of us that played, so it was a free night at Nobu for me.
Afterwards I took Nano back to his suite at Vdara. He's an insanely nice and modest guy which is just awesome given how well he does. I kind of expected most high stakes pros to flaunt it, but he seemed completely down to earth and we talked for a good half hour about poker and life in general.
The rest of us ended up at O'Sheas where we played some high stakes beer pong (Josh and I got up about $600 each on Kane and Ryan before losing it back in the double or nothing game). Kane and I then played some heads up poker on one of these electronic heads up machines. The best part about this was we layed about 5k in cash across the table as well as Josh's WSOP bracelet so passerby's would just stop in awe of what was going on.
Somehow the night continued with a bunch of us getting a private 1/2 poker game at Hard Rock and playing/drinking there for a few hours. Of course, nano won all the money, although I'm pretty sure I was just handing it away by the end.
From left to right we have Kane, Me (ok I might have been a little drunk by this point, keeping the eyes open was difficult), ChicagoJoey, nanonoko, Ryan, Josh.
Craftsteak (MGM)
A few nights later was ChicagoJoey's birthday so a bunch of us went out to Craftsteak to celebrate with him. I think he turned 25 which means he's an old man in our world. I'm not a huge steak fan, but the meal we had was excellent. We did something similar to Nobu where they ended up just bringing us tons of different cuts of steak and some amazing sides.
The steak was out of this world and they had some interesting deserts which we tried after. Everything was pretty excellent except for the bacon ice cream (yes, I said BACON ICE CREAM). Unsurprisingly, it tasted just like bacon and ice cream. Separately, these are two of my favorite foods on the planet. Together, they taste like utter garbage.
Amy was out here for this dinner so the two of us went as well as my roommate Greg and his brother. Kane also joined us as well as internet poker legend Ariolis30. Joey and his gf were of course there and Ryanmack ended up coming later in the night for a few shots.
From left to right we have: (Ariolis, Kane, Amy, Me, Joey's gf, Joey, Ryanmack). I guess by this point Greg and brother had left to do weird things.
Naked Fish:
Now I had been to Vegas 7 times in the last year and a half before this trip, and had been told everytime that I had to go to Naked Fish if I wanted great sushi. We actually went there pretty early in the trip. My friend Alex from Atlanta and his friend Stewart came along as well as Horstman. For those that don't know Horstman he was a senior at Tech when I was a freshman and we met somehow most likely involving a random poker game. Eventually, he dropped out of tech with one class left and moved to Vegas where he still lives.
Naked fish was very good, but the sushi at Nobu was probably a little bit better. Definitely a place to check out though if sushi is your thing as they have plates signed by tons of famous people that have eaten there.
Here's one of the rolls, I believe the WSOP roll, which was probably my favorite of the night. By this point, I have no clue what was in it, but I definitely remember it being pretty tasty.
Afterwards, we made a trip to Rhino which actually turned out to be pretty epic. We dared Stewart to get undressed and start giving random guys lap dances and see how much she could make (no, Stewart is not a guy). I thought there was 0 chance this would actually happen. However, a few drinks later, I looked around and noticed the 2 of them were missing. A few minutes later I had a text from Stewart...
"Got kicked out, headed to Sapphire... but I made $80!"
N9NE (Palms)
I figured I might as well save the best for last, so we're ending this foodblog with N9NE steakhouse. We've actually been to N9NE three separate times now, and everything I've had was amazing each time.
Trip 1 to N9NE was made with a bunch of online players who I play against nearly every day. Among the group were Petteytheft, Blggiesmalls, Marccus85, ZepHendrix, FatDan44, and dankness. I might be leaving someone out but I think I covered it all.
This trip I had the lobster bisque and the Surf and Turf which were both amazing.
It was without a doubt the best steak I've ever had, and the lobster on top wasn't half bad either. Oh, and it was served on a bed of lobster mashed potatoes. Dankness ended up losing the credit card roulette and got stuck with the $800ish bill.
Trip 2 to N9NE was probably the most memorable. This time I went with the roomates from the house, and well as two of Tom's friends from UMD and Horstman. The drinks were flowing and one of Tom's friends (Tails?) was completely shitfaced throughout dinner. This kid was drunk beyond anything I've ever seen. I'm pretty sure he broke 2 or 3 water glasses, and he definitely ordered a vodka tonic from every single person in the restaurant. Oh no, not just the staff, I mean everyone.
I had the sashimi appetizer and the lamb for my entree this time and once again N9NE delivered. Unfortunately I don't think I have a picture of this one. Tails ended up asking the waiter for the bill, which gave everyone a good laugh, but I'm pretty sure he was serious. We ended up rouletting for this one as well and Horstman got stuck for $1.1k or so. Unfortunately for me, I had to cover it.
Trip 3 was pretty recently when Nate and Chris were out for a few days. I'm not entirely sure who else was with us, as I was pretty drunk for this one, but I think it was most of my roomates and Dan from Canada. We ordered all of the appetizers to share as well as tons of oysters, some sushi, and pretty much everything else. I did the surf and turf again and it was still very good. Most people ended up buying out of this roulette but 3 of us ending up going at it, and I got stuck for $500 or so.
All in all we ate some amazing food in Vegas, and definitely had great times with great people at all of these dinners. A lot of restaurants didn't make the list, but a few more definitely stuck out as being very solid.
1. The Aria Buffet - This is still the only buffet I've been to in Vegas and I don't think I'll go anywhere else. $30 gets you all you can eat and the highlight is probably Alaskan King Crab Legs which are already pre opened for you.
2. Little Buddha at Palms - This was our last big dinner of the trip, and was definitely good all around. Speedle offered to pay the bill if we all snorted a line of wasabi, but to his disappointment it didn't happen.
3. Exreme Sushi - An all you can eat sushi place similar to RuSan's back home, but the quality is amazing.
Aaaaaand that's about it. I'm trying to scope out one more restaurant to go to tonight before my flight, but most people seem to have left town already so it might be a problem finding a crowd to go out with.
Until next time,
- Weinman
Friday, July 16, 2010
The Vegas Roomates
Ok here's the deal, I've been out here for over a month now, and I could probably write 10 blogs on all of the crazy shit that's gone down, but first I guess I should introduce the players in this story. We started the summer with 5 roommates, which is now up to 6, so lets get cracking.
We'll start with the most normal and work our way from there.
Me: Well, you know me already so I won't go into much detail here. I sit around a lot, play poker during the day, piss money all over the city at night. Look, I even got iced... For those of you unaware of the history of icing, I'm not gonna explain, but google "bros icing bros", and you'll get a clearer picture.
Tom: On to roommate number 2. Tom's the young one of the group, recently turned 21 and ready to party it up in Vegas for a summer. He goes to University of Maryland so clearly we were gonna have some ACC rivalry problems in the house, but after a few icings and re-icings all was good. Unlike the rest of us, Tom has actually been making money, which raises the morale of the rest of us a little bit. Yeah, not much though.
Tom's interests include throwing Gatorade bottles through the living room window, winning insane amounts of paper at blackjack, and $2k conversations with strippers at the Rhino.
Unfortunately I somehow do not have a picture of Tom readily available for your viewing pleasure, so we will steal something from Tom's Facebook that I believe sums up this worthy human being.
And now we move farther away from normalcy....
Rens (Joopjan): Now, it's very interesting when you decide to live for an entire summer with 5 other people that you've never met before. In our case it was a bit different because we all "know" each other from online poker. But there you just know a guys screen name, and maybe you talk to him a bit outside the game. Trust me, I'm getting somewhere with all of this.
Rens' online name is Joopjan. Us Americantards all believed it was pronounced (Joop-Jan), imagine our surprise when Joop showed up and told us it's really (Yoop-Yan). Those crazy Euros and their pronunciations. Oh well, Joop's been here the shortest as he didn't come out for June, but we're still calling him Joop with a J.
Joop is quite the interesting character, mostly due to the fact that he hails from Europe and they are all interesting characters over there. He basically just takes everyone's money during the day and travels the world with it. Although this could be because he plays on the absurdity that is Full Tilt Poker (how many millions would I have if I were an FTP guy???) He was a bit disappointed when his native Netherlands lost the World Cup final to Spain (I might have made $5k on this game oh trueee), but somehow he shipped some other fuuutbol prop bet for 10k so now Joop is a legend.
You can always pick out Joop in our group, he's inevitably dressed the nicest.
Greg: It's strange that I'm putting Greg as the 3rd least normal person in the house, because he's definitely an interesting character. It just goes to show you how out of the world the last 2 are. I had actually met Greg before this summer, during a Vegas trip during last years series. Highlights of that meetup were Greg disappearing for 8 hours one night, complaining about the difficulty of 1/2 live poker, and waking us up at 5 in the morning to inform us of his mom buying him a plane ticket home.
Anyway, enough ragging on the kid he's a good guy. Besides the whining and stuff, yeah he whines alot.
Greg is really into the whole PUA thing. For those of you unaware of this phenomenon PUA is short for pick up artist. I'm not really sure about the whole thing but I know it somehow involves manipulating girls into banging you through some proven scientific method. I dunno, but it seems to work for the guy he's pulling tons of females every time we go out. Unfortunately for my friend Greg, I think he forgot to read the PUA chapter on closing (ohhhhhh sick burn!)
Before we leave I'm going to teach Greg my pick up strategy. I call it the BFH line, which clearly stands for Big Faced Hundos.
Oh yeah, Greg also enjoys making peace signs in photos and looking like a goofball. Evidence is posted below.
Greg does weird shit sometimes like trying to drown himself in the hot tub after a particularly bad session of poker. Tom aided in his efforts.
Others are aware of the phenomenon that is Greg. Below we have a true internet poker legend Ariolis30. This guy just knows whats up, he plays billions of hands and has more FPP's than most of the free world combined. But, this is the section about Greg, so we had Ariolis do the classic Greg pose...
Greg's brother even made it out to visit one week. He pounded a quarter of a handle of Cuervo, started puking blood and was rushed to the hospital. Probably the best part of the story was we followed behind him to the hospital in a limo we had rented for the night.
Pat (DrLuck): Now Pat might get mad that I'm putting him as the second craziest person in this house, because in reality I'm fairly certain that he's a pretty laid back and normal dude. I'm actually going to be moving to Miami with him later on in this year, so I'm really hoping he's not secretly an ax murderer after nice young Jewish lads.
So then you might be asking yourself "Daniel, why is Pat near the top of the crazy list?" To which I will obviously respond, "Just continue reading you assclown."
Speaking of assclown, what a fantastic word. Pat's actually the one that got me started on this and now pretty much everyone we meet is instantly renamed to some variety of this verbage.
Where were we? Oh the insanity of one DrLuck.
Now before we came to Vegas, DrLuck (DRL from now on) was playing midstakes on stars (2/4 -5/10) for you non-poker following junkies. Now that I think about it, you probably still don't know what the hell I'm talking about so you may just wanna skip down to Speedle (but enjoy the pictures). Anyway DRL played midstakes for probably the year or so before we decided to get this place in Vegas. The two of us played a ton together as that's what I play hooooray! Unfortunately for me, he's really good at this game and I'm just meh, so he has all the paper.
For some reason, DRL decided he was just going to be the boss this summer. He's been playing some of the biggest games online while the rest of the house sits around and watches in amazement. Things started poorly with a -20k day (if we include the Rhino consolation trip afterwards) the majority of which was lost in a 20k pot where DRL's KK lost to AK all in before the flop. Oh well, can't win em all, although that might have been a good one to win.
I thought this might be it for DRL's high stakes adventure, but it was only beginning. The best part of this story is that after the first terrible day, he was nearly blackout drunk for the next 7 days. Every waking hour was spent boozing, and there wasn't much sleep going on. While in this state he continued to play the highest games that were running. People were lining up to play as he was openly declaring his drunkenness to the world and basically just trash talking everyone until he got action.
Oh yeah and he made something like 30k over those 7 days. Not bad for a guy who could be found lying around the house like the picture below in between sessions.
Whether its playing 25/50 against internet legends, passing out in clubs, trying to negotiate a happy ending massage, or parading around the house in a sombrero and insisting he be called "sombrero boy", DrLuck makes our list at number 2.
Which brings us to numero uno...
SPEEDLE (Mario de Ruiz de Ganador de Troooo):
Speedle is by far one of the 10 most interesting people on the planet. He might even make the top 5. He hails from Portugal (where I'm 94% certain his dad is the king) and this summer is his first time in the United States. Being his first trip here, he's decided to let it all hang out and show us boorish Americans how they do it across the pond.
I could write 20 blogs describing stuff he's done this summer, but in the sake of keeping this readable we'll condense.
But first another picture...
My first night in town we went to a strip club. I'm fairly certain this was Speedle's first experience at one of these fine establishments. We went to the Rhino which is Vegas' famous club blah blah blah, waste of money, basically just paying for blueballs. Speedle enjoyed himself to say the least. Enough so that we've been back... a lot... ok a bit more than a lot.
At least 5 times in the last month the following exact situation has occurred. The Busto Ass Clowns (oh yeah this is what we are referred to as a whole entity) return home somewhere in the vicinity of 6-10am from Rhino or Sapphire, or normal clubs. Speedle tells me to make sure he never goes out again, how were all way too degenerate, how pissing money is bad, etc. When we wake up some hours later Speedle comes thundering down the stairs usually saying ("Wake up in the morning feeling like P-Diddy"). Unfortunately you readers can't hear him saying this in the awesome Portuguese accent.
Speedle then finds out that he has spent all his money the previous night, so he comes to me for a loan. When I refuse he will usually scream "I BEG YOU RHINO ONE TIME!" until I cave and fund the next night of degeneracy.
Rinse and repeat...
When were home at the house Speedle can usually be found chugging beer until he blacks out... "GIVE ME ANOTHER BREWWWWSKIIIII" can usually be heard at all hours of the day.
He's also become quite fond of the following youtube video.
He enjoys this video on levels beyond what you could imagine. "What the fuck is that.... SHEEEIIIIT" can be heard usually 10 times per day whenever something slightly out of the ordinary happens. This is usually followed by "IM DYIN IN THIS COUNTRY ASS SHIT" and then Speedle will run and watch the video a few more times.
I could go on, but I think you get the point... he's a crazy guy from Portugal, but definitely a great guy and I'm hoping he comes down to Miami with us.
Classic Speedle moments from the summer...
5) "How bout we just sit out here and pound some fucking brewwwskiiiiiis"
4) "I just lost 4k today I really don't want to do anything but sit out here and pound some fucking brewwwsskiiiiis"
3) "Yo NoT (my nickname), I'm at Sapphire in a strip club last longer bet and have run out of money. Please deliver 2k."
2) He refuses to call a strip clubs by their real names. Instead he refers to them as whorehouses. This is probably true though.
1) "What's your name baby?"
"MY NAME IS IRRELEAVANT, AND I THINK YOU ARE VERY HOT, BUT I CANNOT AFFORD A DANCE FROM YOU."
- Nooooootilt
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Driving to Vegas...
It's a long way from Atlanta to Vegas. I know this because I've flown there something ridiculous like 7 times in the last year, and I get antsy on the 4 hour flight. Usually this is because I'm sitting next to someone who inevitably finds out I play poker, and goes into his 2 hour bad beat story while I sit there and nod while I think of various ways to make this guy die a slow and painful death.
Where was I? Oh yeah, Atlanta to Vegas.
Google maps has it at 1968 miles, 1500 of which are spent on I-40W. I'll be happy if I never have to spend another minute on that road for the rest of my life. Until next month when I drive the reverse route. Since I don't have a ton of interesting stories from the drive since everyone bailed on coming out with me (yep you know who you are. Don't think I won't rail on you in my blog just because you don't crack the 5 foot barrier), I'll give a recap of what I remember about each state that was passed through.
Georgia - The trip begins, driving across the country still seems like a great idea. Car is packed with 2 months worth of clothes, golf clubs and tennis rackets, and 2 cases of 5 hour energies for when sleep inevitably rears it's ugly head. By the time I make it to the border, it's officially the longest I've ever driven in my life. Sweet only 30 hours to go.
Alabama - This state just straight up blows. There's not a lot to look at, the highway I'm on has traffic lights, so I can't use cruise control, and every person I see looks like they missed a few stages of evolution. I counted the number of intelligent looking people I saw in the 4 hours I spend in this miserable state. I set the over under at 2, and in my mind I took the under. Needless to say, I won.
Mississippi - I don't believe I was in Mississippi for long. I remember it being similar to Alabama. I'm also fairly certain that the man watching me pump gas and pick at his naval lint had some dirty thoughts going through his head.
Tennessee - Hi. Bye.
Arkansas - Here we had scary moment number 1 of 2 on the trip. Like the idiot I am I forgot that my Mazda RX8 doesn't get the best gas mileage. I'm nearing the E line when I see a sign saying the next city is in 10 miles. I pull off to a rest station right away and make some investigative phone calls to figure out how far I can go before the car dies. My sources inform me I should barely make it. I wonder how many people have been raped an murdered at the rest stop.
I make it to the gas station, more strange people look at me for being different. At this time I'm getting fairly tired and decide I can't make it to the next major city to find a hotel. I drive around Little Rock for over an hour and every hotel is booked. Finally I drive a little bit further west and find a shit hotel that still charges me $200 for the night. Hey, at least the porn selection was good.
Oklahoma/Texas - These two go together for no reason other than it's my blog and I do what I want. After waking up early in Little Rock I start day 2 by heading through these amazing states. There is nothing to see this entire day, except for some desert. Oklahoma is one wide ass state and I know about wide asses; there's nothing like entering a state at mile marker 350 and knowing you're in for a long day. Texas is basically a continuation of Oklahoma except for the fact that every sign reminds you "you're in Texas bitch, man up."
New Mexico - All these states are running together now. Maybe it was the fact I was stuck in the car for 35 hours in 2 days, but I don't really remember anything about New Mexico. I definitely slept the 2nd night in Albuquerque in a nicer hotel than Little Rock, but I remember the porn selection being worse. Oh well, can't win them all. A lot of people called me while I was at this hotel, apparently most of them thought I'd be dead in a ditch after 2 days driving, but I surprised them all.
Arifuckingzona - In case you can't tell, I don't like this state very much. Now it's time for scary moment number 2. It's got a similar theme to number 1, gas. I pass through Flagstaff with about 3/4 of a tank left. My math tells me I've got about 180 miles before I'll need some more gasolina, so there's no need to stop in Flagstaff, right??? What they fail to tell you, is that there isn't a goddamn thing anywhere in that entire state. When I hit the quarter tank mark I started to get a bit nervous. Hell, I hadn't seen anything that resembled civilization in about 50 miles at this point. When the gas light came on I started to panic a bit. At this point I saw a sign for Kingman, AZ in 50 miles. I was fairly confident that I had about 40 miles left before I was dry.
Now I'm freaking out. I'm going in and out of cell phone reception areas, so I finally pull over and call some people and have them try to google maps me and find a gas station. Google maps basically says fuck you notilt, you're done. Now, I was going through a bit of a dilemma here. I had already planned on running out of gas about 10 miles from Kingman, but there was a problem of some stuff I was carrying with me in the car. No it wasn't my stash of coke which is conveniently hidden away somewhere muahahah, it was the 20k cash I had on me to bring to Vegas. While debating if I should leave it in the car and walk 10 miles to get gas, or take it with me and risk getting killed by someone who i hitched with, my car hit the E line.
I'm sweating bullets at this point. It's still a 2 lane highway so I start to slow down and attempt to yell at passing cars to see if any of them are carrying extra gas. Well at least I thought about doing that, but then I realized I really hate interacting with people so I just smiled and waved at the passing cars full of happy families with tons of gas. Anyway, I'm starting to feel the car start to slow when I see a sign for food. 30 seconds later I see a sign for lodging, and another half minute later I see a gas station in the middle of the desert. I can't even image how many people have been saved by this place. They should charge $1,000 a gallon and no one would have a choice. So I get my gas and head on my merry way. I'm guessing I couldn't have gone much more than a mile further.
Nevada - Hoover Dam, Highway 215, and I arrive at final destination. I'll write enough stuff about Nevada in future posts so no need to do it here.
Overall it was a good trip. Hopefully I'll never do it again until I have to go home. :( <---- sadface
- Dan
Where was I? Oh yeah, Atlanta to Vegas.
Google maps has it at 1968 miles, 1500 of which are spent on I-40W. I'll be happy if I never have to spend another minute on that road for the rest of my life. Until next month when I drive the reverse route. Since I don't have a ton of interesting stories from the drive since everyone bailed on coming out with me (yep you know who you are. Don't think I won't rail on you in my blog just because you don't crack the 5 foot barrier), I'll give a recap of what I remember about each state that was passed through.
Georgia - The trip begins, driving across the country still seems like a great idea. Car is packed with 2 months worth of clothes, golf clubs and tennis rackets, and 2 cases of 5 hour energies for when sleep inevitably rears it's ugly head. By the time I make it to the border, it's officially the longest I've ever driven in my life. Sweet only 30 hours to go.
Alabama - This state just straight up blows. There's not a lot to look at, the highway I'm on has traffic lights, so I can't use cruise control, and every person I see looks like they missed a few stages of evolution. I counted the number of intelligent looking people I saw in the 4 hours I spend in this miserable state. I set the over under at 2, and in my mind I took the under. Needless to say, I won.
Mississippi - I don't believe I was in Mississippi for long. I remember it being similar to Alabama. I'm also fairly certain that the man watching me pump gas and pick at his naval lint had some dirty thoughts going through his head.
Tennessee - Hi. Bye.
Arkansas - Here we had scary moment number 1 of 2 on the trip. Like the idiot I am I forgot that my Mazda RX8 doesn't get the best gas mileage. I'm nearing the E line when I see a sign saying the next city is in 10 miles. I pull off to a rest station right away and make some investigative phone calls to figure out how far I can go before the car dies. My sources inform me I should barely make it. I wonder how many people have been raped an murdered at the rest stop.
I make it to the gas station, more strange people look at me for being different. At this time I'm getting fairly tired and decide I can't make it to the next major city to find a hotel. I drive around Little Rock for over an hour and every hotel is booked. Finally I drive a little bit further west and find a shit hotel that still charges me $200 for the night. Hey, at least the porn selection was good.
Oklahoma/Texas - These two go together for no reason other than it's my blog and I do what I want. After waking up early in Little Rock I start day 2 by heading through these amazing states. There is nothing to see this entire day, except for some desert. Oklahoma is one wide ass state and I know about wide asses; there's nothing like entering a state at mile marker 350 and knowing you're in for a long day. Texas is basically a continuation of Oklahoma except for the fact that every sign reminds you "you're in Texas bitch, man up."
New Mexico - All these states are running together now. Maybe it was the fact I was stuck in the car for 35 hours in 2 days, but I don't really remember anything about New Mexico. I definitely slept the 2nd night in Albuquerque in a nicer hotel than Little Rock, but I remember the porn selection being worse. Oh well, can't win them all. A lot of people called me while I was at this hotel, apparently most of them thought I'd be dead in a ditch after 2 days driving, but I surprised them all.
Arifuckingzona - In case you can't tell, I don't like this state very much. Now it's time for scary moment number 2. It's got a similar theme to number 1, gas. I pass through Flagstaff with about 3/4 of a tank left. My math tells me I've got about 180 miles before I'll need some more gasolina, so there's no need to stop in Flagstaff, right??? What they fail to tell you, is that there isn't a goddamn thing anywhere in that entire state. When I hit the quarter tank mark I started to get a bit nervous. Hell, I hadn't seen anything that resembled civilization in about 50 miles at this point. When the gas light came on I started to panic a bit. At this point I saw a sign for Kingman, AZ in 50 miles. I was fairly confident that I had about 40 miles left before I was dry.
Now I'm freaking out. I'm going in and out of cell phone reception areas, so I finally pull over and call some people and have them try to google maps me and find a gas station. Google maps basically says fuck you notilt, you're done. Now, I was going through a bit of a dilemma here. I had already planned on running out of gas about 10 miles from Kingman, but there was a problem of some stuff I was carrying with me in the car. No it wasn't my stash of coke which is conveniently hidden away somewhere muahahah, it was the 20k cash I had on me to bring to Vegas. While debating if I should leave it in the car and walk 10 miles to get gas, or take it with me and risk getting killed by someone who i hitched with, my car hit the E line.
I'm sweating bullets at this point. It's still a 2 lane highway so I start to slow down and attempt to yell at passing cars to see if any of them are carrying extra gas. Well at least I thought about doing that, but then I realized I really hate interacting with people so I just smiled and waved at the passing cars full of happy families with tons of gas. Anyway, I'm starting to feel the car start to slow when I see a sign for food. 30 seconds later I see a sign for lodging, and another half minute later I see a gas station in the middle of the desert. I can't even image how many people have been saved by this place. They should charge $1,000 a gallon and no one would have a choice. So I get my gas and head on my merry way. I'm guessing I couldn't have gone much more than a mile further.
Nevada - Hoover Dam, Highway 215, and I arrive at final destination. I'll write enough stuff about Nevada in future posts so no need to do it here.
Overall it was a good trip. Hopefully I'll never do it again until I have to go home. :( <---- sadface
- Dan
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