Observations from the whoosh: things I've learned playing Rush Poker

It's been a few weeks now since Full Tilt released Rush poker into the ether. I've played several thousand hands North of too many. I figure it takes 10,000 hands to become an expert at poker. I'm there. Now, I'm the expert. Here's the view from my side of the LCD and what I've learned playing this ridonkulous game. I'm sharing them with you so that you too can bask in my greatness (my sarcasm font is in the shop, pretend it's not).

Beginning in 3, 2, 1...whooosh

• You almost always start in the big blind. You will almost always be raised from the middle position to the button. You will almost always have a decent starting hand or complete and utter crap. There's never a middle ground. If you 3 bet your crap, the dude will mostly either 4 bet or smooth call, if he smooth calls, you will hit the flop. All your chips will go into the middle, he'll draw to the nuts and you'll get stacked. If he 4 bets and you have AA or KK, your gonna get stacked by K T crubs. This is a lock.

Muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh- WTF - I've been in the blinds like the last 20 hands, geebus this is worse then the normal rake... muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh

• You have AA and raised from under the gun 3 bets will result in one of two outcomes: 1) it will be a walk and you'll collect the blinds (most common). 2) 7 of your closest friends will join the pot. The flop will come 842 rainbow. Blinds check, you raise pot. Folds to the BB who shoves. You call to find out that his 84 of crubs got there. You can't improve, there's only 2 aces in the deck and the other cards exist as only the cards of their rank. You end up stacked.

Whoosh! Next table...muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh- WTF - I've been in the blinds like the last 20 hands, geebus this is worse then the normal rake... muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh

• AA raised in middle position 3 bets. Almost always a walk, except when the BB calls. The flop comes 842 rainbow. Checks back to you, you raise pot. Folds to the BB who shoves. You call to find out that his 82o looks like the hand of god hitting the two pair. You don't improve, you end up stacked.

Whoosh! Next table...muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh- WTF - I've been in the blinds like the last 20 hands, geebus this is worse then the normal rake... muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh

• You are dealt KK. Fold them. They can't possibly win. You raise, you get 3 callers. Each has ace high until they hit the case ace on the flop. The board then hits a set and they chop with a boat. You end up stacked.

Whoosh! Next table...muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh- WTF - I've been in the blinds like the last 20 hands, geebus this is worse then the normal rake... muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh

• AA from the button. Almost always get called or 3 bet. When you get 3 bet, repop. You are guaranteed a shove and the dude with the suited KT will get there. You'll end up stacked. If you just got called, you might as well not continuation bet. He just flopped the god's immortal nuts and you are drawing dead. Never mind, you have aces...and you get stacked again.

Whoosh! Next table...muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh- WTF - I've been in the blinds like the last 20 hands, geebus this is worse then the normal rake... muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh

• Get friggin' sick and tired of always getting sacked by suited under cards, you get saucy and raise it up with J9s. You get called by the BB. Flop comes J93 rainbow. Cha-ching! You get it all in, BB shows aces. Turn a 9! River is an ace. 2 outers always hit. You get stacked...again.

Whoosh! I'm getting dizzy, how the hell do you get off this thing. Man, I'm tired I should go to bed, oh, but wait, those shiny Full Tilt Points...just a little more and I'll get my [insert something from the FTP store] - muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh- WTF - I've been in the blinds like the last 20 hands, geebus this is worse then the normal rake... muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh, muck, whoosh

Fuck it.

WBPT Trip Report: Part 7 - Neon Graveyard #WPBT

Alright. Almost done. CK challenged me to get the rest of my trip report out before March. My calendar says February so it looks like I might just make it and besides, Mastadon Weekend is also just weeks away, not that I'm going. :-(

Late last spring/early summer, I was having a nice chat with Katitude. Seems we were both ready for the WPBT Winter Gathering. Let the record show, I'm ready right now. Anywho, one of the things she really wanted to do this past year was go to the Neon Graveyard. What's this? I'd never heard of it...but she thought it would be fun to head out with the cameras and do some shooting. Besides mind numbing hours at the card tables and more beers then my liver really wants to process, there's one more thing I really love to do in Las Vegas...shoot!

Kat set the time and signed up for the 2 p.m. tour on Friday. They only have 2 times a day they do the tour and photographers will tell you, the worst light of the day is noon, which is, of course, the only other tour time.

As I wrote about before, Yestbay and I were enjoying the Pinball Hall of Fame and the Gamblers Book Shop. Both of us had signed up to take the tour with Kat and with time pressing had pulled ourselves away from the great stories being told at the book shop.

On our way back, SpecialK had contacted us looking for a ride to the graveyard. No problem, he was down on the strip, all we needed to do was find it. Ok, we found the strip, but how the hell do you enter it heading the right direction to pick him up and still be going in the right direction to get to our destination. If you have ever driven off strip in Vegas, you'll know what I mean...cuz look! It's right over there!!!! Anywho.

Kat sent me a text too. She's down back at the IP and also looking for a ride her and BettyUnderground. Thankfully, Yestbay had rented a 4 door...economy. Cozy is good :)

Having found Kat and Betty in front of the IP, picking them up while never really stopping, we headed to the V to pick up Special K. He was to meet us out front for another moving pickup. You really can't stop on the Strip. Unfortunately, we over shot him and he was running like thief through the entrance of the V. Nice moves by the way. He made the car and we headed out.

The graveyard is on the north end of the strip pretty much the end of it. That's the complete opposite end of the universe from where we were. Yestbay did some fantastic driving and with the power of the iPhone, we were able to call the museum and ask them to stall the start of the tour by just a couple of minutes. We were enroute and tourists. Please forgive us. Betty handled that conversation like a pro.

So here we are, at the museum. We got there to hook up with OnAFoldDraw, Butch Howard and his wife. This place was awesome. There were so many interesting things to see and photograph. Our tour guide was great. He was telling some of the most fascinating stories you've ever heard about Vegas and the twisted metal and glass laying around this empty lot. By next year, this lot will have a real building to house the relics. Should be fun although, as you'll see, there's a certain charm in the rusting piles they have right now.

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This first picture was of the a dude with a mullet playing pool. I loved this sculpture. I'm sharing it not for the quality of the picture, frankly, I tried and tried and just could never get a good shot. The background is horrible. I just thought he was really cool. Maybe next year there won't be a power line behind him or I remember to bring a lift truck.

I shared this one on my photoblog as well. They have several piles of letters laying around. Showing some great wit and fun, they often spelled words. Ya!

You don't see them now, but there apparently were trailer parks-o-plenty around here.

Sin or sing...you decide.

Boneyard - This kinda gives you a feel of where you are.

There were lots of stories told about the old Stardust facade. Behind the Binion's sign, which was cool too, was a piece of the old facade. My wife and I went to a show there, back in the day. The fun thing was hearing the stories that the theme the Stardust was trying to portrait was that of the nuclear age.

This was back behind the Stardust stuff. You took your life in your own hands going back there.

Dollars are always cool.

Rubber ducky, you're the one, you make bath time lots of fun. Rubber duck, I'm awfully fond of you.

What's a blogger tourist trip without a group photo. Gangs all there! If you look close, you can even see Betty. She's the two finger on the shoulder of OnAFoldDraw.

I don't think I can thank Kat enough for getting this ball rolling. This again was a totally awesome experience that I would have never even known about if it wasn't for her. Thank you.

Local boy does good, man bites dog, DeeBakes rocks WBCOOP

Just thought I draw your attention to my good friend and fellow Bourbonators blog again. DeeBakes over at Dee's Frugal Poker Endeavor rocked the WBCOOP over at Poker Stars. He plays 3 tournaments and takes SCOOP tickets in 3 tournaments. Wow. This year, I played exactly one hand of the 8 game tournament and that was it. Busted of course.

Well done Dee! Big time congrats!!!

(Here's the link to his post...GO NOW!)