Very Josie

She'll let you in her house If you come knockin late at night She'll let you in her mouth If the words you say are right If you pay the price She'll let you deep inside But there's a secret garden she hides She'll let you in her car To go drivin round She'll let you into the parts of herself That'll bring you down She'll let you in her heart If you got a hammer and a vise But into her secret garden, don't think twice You've gone a million miles How far'd you get To that place where you can't remember And you can't forget She'll lead you down a path Therell be tenderness in the air She'll let you come just far enough So you know she's really there She'll look at you and smile And her eyes will say Shes got a secret garden Where everything you want Where everything you need Will always stay A million miles away

~ I've always worked very, very hard, and the harder I worked, the luckier I got. ~ Alan Bond ~ Hard work has made it easy. That is my secret. That is why I win. ~ Nadia Comaneci "Poker is alot like sex, everyone thinks they are the best, but most don't have a clue what they are doing!"- Dutch Boyd "You have it in your power to turn a bad-beat around simply by realizing this simple truth: The more bad beats you encounter, the luckier you are. It's a sign that you are playing against opponents who continually take the worst of it, and if you can't beat someone who always takes the worst of it, you can't beat anyone." - Lou Krieger "It's hard work. Gambling. Playing poker. Don't let anyone tell you different. Think about what it's like sitting at a poker table with people whose only goal is to cut your throat, take your money, and leave you out back talking to yourself about what went wrong inside. That probably sou...

Pocket Kings burning in effigy Ever hear of Pocket Kings?  If you're like me you haven't.  I'm not talking about the hand pocket kings; I'm talking about Pocket Kings Ltd.  This blog has been getting alot of hits from Dublin Ireland and I noticed the thingy said "Pocket Kings Ltd."  Oooo an Irish blog, I thought.  Except it wasn't. Pocket Kings Ltd is..........................OMFG It's Full Tilt Poker's headquarters!  Are you effing kidding me?  FTP, the site that is holding my poker bankroll hostage has been reading MY blog.  Have they read the post entitled FULL TILT POKER SUCKS?  I frigging hope so! I truly believe that they can find away to pay off little peons like me who thought a secure account was, in fact, a secure account. I am sooo tempted to click on their little box that says "contact us" just so I can contact them with my fist words.  I'm sure it's not the right place to secure a withdrawal though.  I'd g...

Yesterday I wrote a post about a hand that caused a hold up at Foxwoods.  It was a heads up hand; me in the big blind and the other player on the button.  We both checked the river.  I checked first, then he checked and asked "What do you have?" I answered "A pair of 4s, turning over the first card".  He responded that he had tens, flipping over a Q-10.  As the hand was over I just tossed both cards toward the muck, and that's when this happened: (If you've already read the info below, skip to the unitalicized font) the dealer was about to pick up the muck and shuffle, the villian asks the dealer "Can I see her other card? I paid for it." "No" said the dealer. "But I'm entitled to see it!" he said. Then the dealer intentionally took my two cards and buried them in the muck while he said "The hand is over, it was checked down, you didn't pay for anything. You don't get to see it." Now, had...

This:   Above are a couple of photos of the Gloucester MA taken yesterday (Sunday) during the hurricane.  Click on the pictures for awesomeness.  I'm happy to say Irene did not exact her vengence on me.  I never even lost electricity!  Wheeeee! That:   Tomorrow's post will have Rakewell's answer on whether or not I had two show both my cards before I mucked them.  Stay tuned! The Other:   My worlds are colliding! SmBoatDrinks is coming to Boston and was looking for tickets.  I hooked him up with a couple.  That's nice, right?  But they're my boss's tickets.  My boss (who is different from the awesome owner) never misses a game and is the nosiest guy I've ever met.  He's already asked me a gajillion questions about Boaty.  "How do you know him?" "He's a poker friend." "How can that be if he doesn't live around here?" "Oh from online....." "Online DATING?" "No you effing idiot, ...

I was playing at Foxwoods on Friday and was in a very inconsequential hand that resulted in an hours long debate.  Unfortunately the debate didn't end with a definitive conclusion so I thought our resident smarty pants, The Poker Grump , could give us his judgement. I was in the big blind with 2-4 of spades, which coincidentally is The Grump's hand of hands.  Everyone folded to the button, who limped in.  The small blind folded and I, in the big blind, checked.  Flop was two over cards and a 4.  I checked and so did the button.  Turn was a 3 and I decided to bet out...perhaps my pair of fours was good.  Unfortunately, he called. River was a 10 and I decided I was done with this hand so I checked.  He checked behind me and said "What do you have?". I was sooo done with this hand.  I casually answered his question saying "A pair of fours." as I turned over the 4. He replied that he had a pair of tens, having caught his pair on the ...

Okay, I hereby promise to never dress casually, like the majority of other poker players.  Having guys like Gary, Lightning or The Elderly in Indiana insulting me is to be expected, but when Mojo says "You look homeless"  changes must be made.  He's just too darn nice to be anything but honest. So I took down the homeless hobo picture of me and to replace it is a couple of pics of me during last week's tournament. NOT a hobo Not homeless I don't think I'll be doing the scruffy look anymore.  It just isn't me.  Last night was another league tournament with the L&BM.  I thought to myself, who would appreciate the hobo look more than the lesbians?  They're always baseball caps, tshirts and jeans, so I tried it one last time last night. (of course with lots of big jewelry)  Anyway, meh.  Didn't get quite the reaction I usually do.  Besides, I feel better when I'm dressed better. See the gold necklace in the photos above?  At...

“You must never be satisfied with losing. You must get angry, terribly angry, about losing. But the mark of the good loser is that he takes his anger out on himself and not his victorious opponents or on his teammates.” - Richard M. Nixon According to Richard Nixon I'm a good loser because I am very angry with myself.  This is a story about losing, in case you haven't noodled that out already, but it's also a story of foreshadowing.  Bad things happened before I ever lost a hand. For starters I missed my bus.  There's a bus that goes to Foxwoods from Boston that costs $28.  Foxwoods will give you $30 in food and play coupons if you take the bus, so I thought why not?  Except I got there at 7:12am and the bus was leaving at 7:15.  The bus guy processed me as quickly as possible but I missed the bus by like one minute and the next bus wasn't leaving until 11am!  The same time the tourney was starting!  This is a bad sign, I thought....

A few facts you should know...... 1.  My firm is still on summer hours, which means I have tomorrow off. 2.  I have a bit of a bankroll.  :) 3.  Tomorrow at Foxwoods there is an 11am, $200 NLH Bounty tournament.  10K in starting chips. 4.  And I have the day off!!! (see number 1) So the question is, can LIGHTNING strike twice in the same place?  I'm thinking yes!  You know why? Because.... And I've got mad skillz baby.  But just in case, wish me luck!  ;) And when men start yelling at me, I'll ask....... Foxwoods, The Sequel!  Stay tuned for the results.  Imma kick ass. Play smart. Josie

Not all the guys at Foxwoods were terrible.  The majority of them were nice and friendly.  There was this one guy Steve, who couldn't be nicer.  We played for hours together.  At one point, he offered me some candy from his Pez dispenser and then offered some to my sister who was sitting behind me.  She happily accepted.  We were pleasantly surprised to find that he had mint pez.  How cool is that?  When my sister told him she liked it, he told her to keep the whole thing, dispenser and all  Nice huh? Anyway, I gave him one of my new poker cards that advertise this blog and he just sent me this email: hi Josie.... its Steve...from the final table last week....in the event you still don't remember, I am the one that gave you and your sister the PEZ...lol... how are you? what place did you finish? i just found your card...so i thought i would email you and say hello... when are you going back for another tournament? i will be at Mohegan su...

There was an Earthquake! I work in a 10 story building in Boston.  About an hour ago the entire building started shaking.  ALOT.  At first I thought it was me but no, the office plants also seemed to be dancing to a beat. I think the Earthquake was in Virginia.  Heff, I hope you're okay!  I guess that means there wasn't a quake in Boston, but damn I could feel it.  I'm on the seventh floor and I was thinking "oh crap, this isn't good". Josie

Around midnight we make it to the final table.  We get a short break while combining tables which is nice as we'd been playing since 11am.  For the first time, I'm at the same table as the chip leader who has amassed a huge stack of chips.  I thought my stack was big!  I'm in the 3 seat and he's in the 5 seat and I tread very carefully and doing fine, while peeps start jamming and getting tossed from the game.  The blinds are huge, 25K-50K with 5K antes so there are lots o chips in the middle.  Guys are jamming with mediocre hands and getting called. Fast forward a bit and we are down to 5 people.  I'm still second in chips.  I was in the 3 seat, a decent sized stack was in the 4 seat and the chip leader was in the 5 seat. I never played with the chip leader until the final table btw. Blinds were 25k-50K with 5K antes. I'm on the button with A-Q sooted and everyone folds around to me. I make a standard raise to 150K. I didn't want to go crazy be...

No chicken dinner here, but we do have a winnner... The tourney started at 11am.  I was staying at Two Trees, which isn't far but somehow I was running a little late.  I got to my table right before the first hand was dealt but that left me no time to find Hoy, who I knew was there.  I looked around but didn't really know who I was looking for. The game started four handed.  Although I planned on not limping or playing many pots, because of the short table I just had to.  First few hands I limped into resulted in folding after the flop.  Blah.  Exactly what I didn't want to do.  Soon enough the table filled up though. There was one woman who played extremely tight but hit a few monsters and she was the early chip leader at my table.  She was a clapper.  She'd clap in delight every time she won a pot.  And she won alot of them.  Play was pretty uneventful until I limped with 3-6 sooted hearts.  Flop had a ...

Take a look at that stack!  The oranges are 1,000 chips, the purples, $5,000 and on top of those orange chips are my green $25,000 chips.  I just got home from my Foxwoods tournament and I have soooo much to tell you!  There was alot of controversy and yelling and screaming (not by me!) at the end, so we have alot of ground to cover my friends.  For now I'll give you the highlights. I went down with my crazy sister Cricket, who deserves a separate post of her own.  Lynne never came down, but guess who did?  Hoyazo!   It was the first time I'd ever met him and I didn't know what he looked like.  Maybe an hour or so into the game I looked up and there was this hunka hunka burning love in a Phillies t-shirt waving to me.  Had to be him, right? Unfortunately even though he and I played in the same tourney, we were never at the same table, nor were we even in shouting distance of each other.  I would've loved to be the one to take his boun...

Okay so I haven't gone yet.   I'm in work in Boston but I'm leaving early! (as soon as my sister gets here) And then it's a road trip to FOXWOODS.  Anyone with balls care to join us?  Huh punk?  I'm talking to YOU. Speaking of people with no balls, Gary has opted not to join us, although he's staking me for 1/3 of my buy-in. So for a hundred bucks, he could win nothing, a few grand, or something in between.  He's put alot of time, effort, sweat and tears into the making of my business cards, so he deserves this.  I just hope I can make it happen .  I know I can make it happen. And let me tell you, dealing with me isn't easy.  I knew exactly what I wanted the cards to look like, but no idea how to make it a reality.  Gary would do a draft and it would be close but not exact so it was back to the drawing board again and again.  At the very end, the whole thing had to be redone one more time.  lol  It's done now though. S...

Below is the first poker post I ever wrote.  I wrote it as a guest blogger on Hurricane Mikey's site.  Remember him?  It got such a positive response on his site that I decided to attempt my own little poker blog.  I reposted this on Very Josie on Feb. 25, 2010.  I figure if The Crafty Southpaw is recycling old posts, why shouldn't I?  If you haven't read it before, please enjoy.  It has a happy ending.  ;)  Just over the Massachusetts/New Hampshire border is the Seabrook Poker Room in Seabrook, NH. It’s about 40 minutes from my house and I play there maybe every two months. They have sit n goes, tourneys and cash games. I came up to play the 1pm $150 tournament. First let me tell you that most of the guys that play there fall into two categories. Older men in their mid 50’s thru mid 80’s and they are in there all time. I dunno if they’re in there playing every day, but I know they’re definitely in there every week. I always see the same ...