Ganja smoke+7stud=$ and a permagrin.

I'm listening to my current theme song. "The whiteboy is back, he'll put a foot up in your asscrack"-Whitey Ford Sings the Blues CD.

I've won a decent amount of money in the last three months. I don't like to have more than $500 online at a time so I always cash out when I make a nice score. I leave enough money on PokerStars to play with and usually leave some in Neteller. I put the rest in the bank. That plan worked well the last three months. The last month or so, I haven't been making big scores and my roll dwindled. Dwindled all the way down to nada two days ago. It was a mixture of beer tilt, tilt, bad plays, and poor bankroll management. The final nail in the coffin for my withered bankroll was a flurry of kicks in the junk that would make Johnny Knoxville cringe. I was Three Outer's bitch. Oh, and if I had a slight advantage in a heads up all in hand, forget about it holding up for a mothafucka. Also included to make the tilt-o-meter rise were the rollercoaster teaser beats. You know, you have pocket 77's all in against AJ. Flop is TKx, turn 7. Yay. River Q. Fuck!

Yesterday I found $10 in my Royal Vegas account. Free money, schwing! (If any readers are trying to build a bankroll, they give you a free $10 no deposit bonus for signing up with them.) I play some lame $2 SNG's and manage to squander $10 down to $1.80. I take the loose change and put it all on a .5/.10 NLHE table. I build it up to $14.50 in about an hour. Muy bueno Senor Grandetoke! I end the night at $19.90. Today I start my session with a weak $2.50 5 person SNG. I take first for 6.75. I'm feeling frisky after that so I decided to enter a 7-card stud hi tournament for $5.50. I know that's 25% of my roll thus bad bankroll management. You aren't supposed to sit with more than 5% of your roll at one time. But there is no fuckin way I'm grinding micro limits. I just don't have it in me to do that.

As I've mentioned before, I don't think stud is my best game for a couple reasons. One, I haven't played stud very much. I know good starting hands and enough strategy to fill a thimble at least half. Secondly, memory and observation skills are vital. Smoking a fat bowl while playing stud probably isn't +EV. But do I gives a shit? Hell nahhh.

The tournament draws 63 players. I take a mandatory pre-tourney puff. I'm feeling good. I play for over three hours, no bad beats that I can remember, and to my amazement take a solid third place. Even after Fwalgman made fun of me for wondering why we weren't all sitting at the table with nine left, I was able to keep my composure. For you hold em' players out there still scratching your head like an ape going "durrr, why can't nine sit at the same table?" read Fwalg's blog. Veneno didn't catch on either so I don't feel so bad. Thanks for sharing the butt of Fwalg's joke with me Veneno. I'll be the left cheek, you can be the right. It feels good to know I can play stud ok while paying homage to the buddah gods. More than likely I just got lucky.

The third place finish was for $40, a really nice little bankroll booster. That brings my Royal Vegas roll up to $57. Hopefully in a day or two I can change my theme song to "Super Disco Breakin" by the Beastie Boys which include a repeated line "money makin, money money makin".