Bam-Bam Unplugged....



As of about 2:00pm or so today, I'll have


to your continued health and success.

You are the GREATEST COUNTRY on this old flying rock!

We'll see you on the other side kids.

My sincerest thanks for dropping by....

GET.OFF.MY.JUNK.....

After a series of one, two and three table games that all ended very poorly for me, I sat back from the computer Friday night and considered cashing out right there and then. The beats were "nasty" as some like to say, "brutal" as others describe them but there was always that one constant. As has become more and more the case of late, they were totally expected.

In a NLHE 9 player / 1 table game, I had sat and folded crap cards for two orbits. There are still 9 players left sitting at the table and action is fairly tight. At least it appears that way based on the three or four showdowns that have occurred. Made hands making bets and standard raises pre, all seem to be the norm. Your hero here is dealt pocket Aces in the SB. UTG folds and the next spot makes it 3x to go. (25/50 blinds) I haven't quite got a range on this player as of yet but from the two similar raises from earlier on, I'd start with high PP. As I think more about his previous hands, I decide to go with 10-10/J-J. It folds to me where I want to make a raise for sure, I just don't want to scare him away. With 225 in the pot, I make it 300 to go. The BB takes no time at all and jams all-in. Now UTG+1 takes all the time in the world here. He's raised and been met with not one but two re-raises. Despite all this, he makes the shove. Two players all-in pre and I'm holding pocket Aces. The initial raiser flips up pocket Queens, my Aces flip over and to my immediate left, I see 4-8 off. Flop is 4-4-7, Turn Queen and the River of course, brings an 8. The pot got pushed to the second best hand in play.
**edit** Thanks Dave. No proof read and I apparently split two thoughts in that last sentance.

I sat in on a game after that, that had all 18 players left in it after the first 30 minutes. Play at my table was incredibly tight! There were almost no showdowns despite the small-ball style of Poker that seemed to be being played. I could see the pattern of swing and a miss chases, followed by hammering the pot when the chase turned good. Pretty much everyone at my table was on that same train so when I made it pot to go on the button with the Ac-Kc (crubs!) on the button, I wasn't too terribly worried about the two callers going to the flop with me. A flop that came out, Jc-10c-Qs. The standard play ensues where there is a bet, a call and a raise. Followed by the also standard call, call. The turn brings the Ks and the action heats up. Now I'm not sure what message to send these guys to be honest, but I figure my early raise pre and C-bet on the flop, should've told them a little something about the strength of my hand. In the end, all of our chips get in the middle and I see pocket Queens again in one hand and the 7s-10s in the other hand. The River lays down the 3s and once again after flopping the joint, I go home to a play by the third best hand in the pot. Let's see here... pre-flop I know I'm racing against the two Queens, let's call it 41% to my 39% and we'll give the rest to the 10-7 of Spades. After the flop however, I think I take a pretty hefty 68% to 28% to 4% lead don't you? That King of Spades on the turn was not my favorite card for sure, but what would I have been sitting at even there? I'm guessing about %60 / %20 / %20 or so.

The last game was one that could be the poster child for all the conspiracy theorists out there, that truly believe someone NOT something is controlling the action. Dealt pocket Kings in the cut off, I make a standard raise pre. Once again there are two callers. The flop gives me my third King and a very 'drawy' to a straight appearance, with the 9-10 to go with it. I get a few chips in the middle to end the hand right there, but it doesn't turn out that way. There is a fold and then a raise to all but $2 of my stack. (FWIW, I <3 cute idiots NOT) I jam and he flips up the obvious now, pocket Aces. Both the turn and River come Aces. I guess making set over set at that point, just wasn't quite enough of a statement about how poorly I played the hand.

I jumped on an O/8 table and made my money back, by being one of those Donkey's that liked almost every starting hand he was dealt. If I had crap with a draw and wrap to more crap, crap came. Holding the 7s-3c-8h-8d, I naturally flopped Quads. The golden holdings of 2c-2d-3s-9h, also saw the last remaining ducks in the deck come out to play. I folded A-K-A-K DS instantly! There was no place for hands like that in my game.

Now I'm taking a little hiatus from NLHE, maybe even from FullTilt. A guy can only get repeatedly kicked in his junk for so long, before he starts becoming a guy with no junk.

Since I have only two working day's this week, I don't know how much material is actually going to appear on this little corner of the intertubles. If I see ya' I see ya' and if I don't, Peb's and I would both like to wish everyone, the very best of Canada Day and Independence Day as well.

Drink well but drink wisely,
Laugh hard and laugh lots.
If it's half gone it's wasted,
If it's half there there's lots!

My sincerest thanks for dropping by....

Frantic Friday : The be like Waffles Edition.... (NSFW)

It's rare that I find anything too inspiring, when I stare at this stupid screen. But lately one of us has started to make some personal changes, that have me taking a good, hard look at myself.

Yes the Pedophile Popper and the best.nipple.shot.poster.EVER Angel may both have passed on the same day, but beware of the real impending doom, as I admit that I may have been inspired by Waffles.

Thankfully, it's nothing Poker related!

Waffles decision to do something about the shape he's in, got me to thinking about how I was doing in that department also. When I couldn't help but notice that there was definitely more "shape" for me to take a look at, I realized that I too better start on the road to recovery.

It's not like this came up on me :


or anything either. I've been ignoring the signs and symptoms for far too long now! I'd always eat that last bite off my plate, no matter that I was stuffed to the gills. And heaven forbid I turn down anyone offering up a piece of candy! Hell if you handed me the bag, I'd eat them all in the end!


All of the extra food with no real form of exercise, was starting to really take it's toll on my body. Never mind,'does my ass look big in this?' I could tell for myself it was getting huge!


Then there was all the signs of the problem that I was ignoring, clothing not fitting properly :


and all the times it seemed that because of my increased proportions, I just plain had nothing to wear.


Oh I had lots of clothes alright, I just didn't fit into them any more. The last straw was when I found I was having some issues with something as simple as, pulling up my socks.


I had to face the cold hard truth! I was getting fat and I was not happy about it! I needed to start doing something about it and right away. The first thing I needed to do was, tell myself to start moderating my food intake. No longer could it be :


Next, I needed to develop a workout program.


I never been one of the guy's that can go down to the local gym or health club and push myself to the limits. I've always needed a partner or buddy to help motivate me to keep on keepin' on. It's just how I'm made I guess. But I didn't let that stop me! Nope, inspired by Waffles and his determination to keep walking and walking, no matter how many times or how much it rained :


I did everything that I needed to do, in order to motivate myself to get this done.

Knowing my weakness was going to be making myself do the right thing, the first order of business was to grab a friend :


to push me to the limit.

You know what? With that friend in hand, I was already starting to feel better.

Next we needed to develop some type of plan. We needed some clear direction :


to get us pointed in the right way.

I think our plan was perfect! I also think I was much fatter and out of shape, than even I had first admitted. Man! When we started the workout, I just couldn't believe how much I was sweating!


Honestly kids, I found out a few things just from this first little bit of stress and strain. Some of them were things that well.... I never really needed to know!

As an example when the sweat started getting all over the place, that's when I found that I'd managed to grow fat enough to have what could technically be called :


under boob.

Because I'm such a good and caring friend, I'll spare you all the gorey details about the sweat in the nether regions below.


Let's just say it wasn't that pretty shall we?

The good thing was, I was doing something about getting back in shape. It made me both happy and proud to be working out so hard, to improve the way I look and feel. And trust me, I was working harder than most. I was so out of shape that in one of the exercises, the bicycle I think it's called :


I nearly fell over as I tried to keep up.

But I never quit! Sure I got a lot sweatier :


but you know what? I was learning as I go and there's not a damn thing wrong, with creating a little sweat!


Even if it is in your currently dwindling under boob!

We've worked out long, hard and often together and I have to say a huge thanks to my friend and workout buddy! I couldn't have done it without you.

Now at my age, I know better than to expect that I'll turn myself into some kind of :


just by doing a few workouts here and there. But I honestly think I'm past that anyhow. I just want to enjoy my :


and like most everybody else, maybe help myself feel a little more comfortable when I'm hanging around at the pool.


So I'm going to keep plugging away at it and see where this whole "in shape" journey takes me.

I can tell you, I certainly feel a lot better about myself of late. And to think, all because of Waffles. Thanks man!

OH crap I almost forgot! Even though I'm fairly new to this whole workout thing, there are a few key points that I feel it's important to share with you. First, do whatever it takes to keep yourself hydrated!


I can't begin to tell you how imortant that is.

Secondly, most just walk in and sign up for whatever program the clubs and gyms have going on at the moment. Don't be that guy! Check the papers, radio ad's and maybe even do the google thing, to see what's really out there for you. Many of these facilities advertise a special :


that can save you hundreds and hundreds of dollars. Cash in your pocket not theirs, is a really good thing.

Finally and probably the most important tip I can give you, be careful! Do not over exert yourself or try equipment that you are not completely familiar with and for heavens sake, if your thinking about trying something really exciting and new :


be as descrete as you can!

Thanks Waffles!

My sincerest thanks for dropping by....

Statistically speaking....

I don't chase down my blog stats, I track them out of curiosity more than anything else to be honest. But it seems that I always find something fascinating, (to me?) when I do check them out.

I've mentioned here before that I have a reader or two that show up as military I.P.'s. I can typically track these to Afghanistan and our Canadian military forces. I don't care if it's one, two or twenty of them dropping by here from time to time, it just always makes me very happy that they do.

My stats this week however, show that I seemed to have picked up 8 new readers.


Based on the I.P.'s and the fact that these readers seem to be fascinated by our Frantic Fridays, I'd say I seem to be supporting a few American Troops as well. Glad I can be of some assistance to you fine folk!

Oh and for you other American readers, I hope you've given THIS some consideration. It's a great idea IMHO.

I know it's only Thursday and such, but I just can't help myself. Here's hoping all 8 of you new readers manage to keep everything together and can keep on, rockin' on!


Another thing the stats seem to confirm is, Frantic Fridays are still a hit on the weekends!


Now I'm no "A" lister, (I've always been more fond of a 38C lister anywho) but considering that I don't, (very rarely) put up posts on a Saturday or Sunday, I think I have to be happy with the numbers that are being generated on those days. Pretty sure this is attributable to the Frantic Friday 'NSFW' tag however, as the stats also show that the weekend hits are from mostly regulars as well. Obviously these stats are trying to tell me something very important right?

YOU'RE ALL WORKING WAY TO DAMN HARD ON FRIDAYS!

:)

My sincerest thanks for dropping by....

Join in on the fun....

No really!

Stop reading here and be a part of the "entertain a bored kid in Buffalo" party.

There! I told two friends, now they'll tell two friends and hopefully, they'll tell two friends.......

Yeah... I gots nada today. The only thing I've had much time for lately, is Twitter battling with THIS GUY on some funny and funky topics. I think Dean Martins : Pasta Sauce.....
could have been a lot of fun by the way!

Nothing worse than a busy Bam-Bam.

My sincerest thanks for dropping by....

Just one of those days....

As crazy as it may sound in these unstable economic times, we're a company looking to spend a few bucks on a fairly major project. "Major" I guess, is really a relative term isn't it? For us $1.5 Mill. is a chunk 'o' change, so I'm calling it a major project.

I've entertained no less than FIVE different companies bringing their "A" game proposals to get the business and secure their own companies future. I know for a fact that for at least three of these companies, the project would basically get them through the remainder of the business year comfortably.

I think my mood after that last presentation yesterday, may have had something to do with my new ink.


It was just ridiculous how weak the proposals really were. Yet one by one the in your face sales approach was taken by every one of them. I tweeted during the one guy's proposal, the more he opens his mouth, the less I want his product.

Totally and utterly pathetic!

OH yeah.... and all of the Liquor Stores in the Province may go on strike at midnight tonight. Something about job security for the workers. It appears that about 60% of them are part time and they ONLY make $20,000 a year. I don't know call me crazy here, but isn't having any job right now considered bonus?



I must have missed something pretty big I guess. I have no idea when and why the vast majority of the rest of the World, all turned into Sham-WOW sales people.

My sincerest thanks for dropping by....

This Father's Day....

After busting backside and haulin' azz pretty much all day Saturday, Peb's let me spend Sunday any way I wanted to. NICE! Not really a tough decision for me to make though.

The near perfect Father's Day included :

- Enjoy the Sun from the Muskoka Chairs on the deck.
- The Love of my life and I discussing anything, everything and nothing.
- A few of the best damn Margarita's this side of THAT border.PERIOD!
- Latin tunes so loud and hot, it was impossible to keep your hips still.
- Realizing that you'd just taken a walk around the property and never stopped holding hands.
- An awful lot of laughing.
- A call to my Dad that I know made him happy.
- A call from Not-So-Mini-Peb's, that she knows made me happy.
- Catching a little of the US Open.
- Grilling a full pound of Garlic Butter marinated JUMBO shrimp.
- A beautiful fire through early dusk and into dark.
- Also all of the things that you can imagine if you really know me, but don't need full disclosure here or anywhere else!

;)

Saturday was spent working hard on the deck materials and getting everything stained, weather-sealed and ready for the build. Back breaking work when there's sixty 2" x 6" x 16' top boards to be done, before you even look at all the railing and stair material. Right at my side the entire time though, was my Peb's. We certainly got a workout getting that done! Well OK..... not "done" exactly, more like well started.

Since we worked so hard all through the afternoon, we decided that we should take the rest of the day off. Always a good decision in my books. Out came the adult bevies and plop went the azz on a chair. We talked about how we'd hoped that a last minute miracle was going to happen, but in the end it didn't. We wanted to surprise some HAWT chick & her Husband at their home game. It ended up being a no-go, so I had to settle for the next best thing instead. So I called her up. Funny thing though, despite making me smile and feel good to get to talk to her, it really made me sad that getting out there didn't work out. We of course said "next time" as part of our good byes and trust me, there will be a next time if I have anything to say about it. Besides, I hear there's a possibility of getting 'bit' out that way. Somehow that sounds SO much more interesting than all the Mosquitos and Black Flies around the cave right now.

;)

I hope each of you had as good a Father's Day as I did. Hopefully, you also got to do whatever it is that makes you the happiest. It really couldn't happen to a bunch of nicer guys!

My sincerest thanks for dropping by....

Frantic Friday : Dr. Bammer's Physician, heal thine own self Edition.... (NSFW)

Some day's even my half full glass isn't good enough to get me past all the crap that's going on. This Frantic Friday, just happens to be one of those days. So it's with my Dr. Bammer hat on that I go about trying to right all the wrongs, and make something better come out of a truly craptastic situation.

I'll worn you right now as a fellow Canadian that for this Frantic Friday, you should probably be :


Oh sorry, and for all of you American readers :


Don't blame me! I don't make your silly laws and crap! It's not my fault your Government thinks you're all little punks for three years more than us so "ya'll" can :


OK before we go any further, I have a little house keeping to do. Because of where I'm taking this Frantic Friday, it's important that you do a small amount of reading before going any further. I feel the need to CMA here folks, you never know who may be reading.

So before you can see any more of this Frantic Friday, you must review and agree with Bedrocks :


If you're still reading at this point, I'll take it that you are in agreement with said policy and we shall move on, free of all responsibilities for your actions.

BUT if you're still reading here as part of a plan to make some big fuss about where I take you with this little Frantic Friday, this kids got a little sumpin' sumpin' for you as well.


Like I've always told you dear reader, I learned the vast majority of all of my life lessons at a very early age. Some of these lessons of course, have come as the result of trial and error at my own hands.


So sue me! Don't want me doing that? Do what everyone else does, let me know in some subtle little way. I mean, if my neighbour next door can figure this shit out and post a friendly little reminder :


The lot of you smart cookies should definitely be able to come up with something right?

I also learned at a very young age, how this thing we call life on this big flying rock really works. There are rules and the most important one is :


And I'm totally OK with that Ladies! I get it for goodness sake. If you were to walk up and ask me why I agree so whole heartily, it's simple. Everyone knows that girls just taste better!


SEE ! Even smart Girls get it!

Now since the inception of these crazy Frantic Fridays, I've longed to use them to teach you a little something about me. It may be that I adore the female form, or it could just be how I go about looking at things. One thing for certain though, when I can cover both :


it usually works out better for everyone.

It's always been a goal :


to share my appreciation and total infatuation with the form of our fairer sex. Sometimes of course, this tends to get me in a little trouble. On more than one occasion your hero here, has been caught with his hand in the cookie jar.


But like I always try to teach you, sometimes when the cookie is really worth it :


what's a trapped digit every now and then?

The secret is to not leave any signs that you were around the jar in the first place, let alone the actual cookie! If there's even the slightest trace left behind :


there's a really good chance, in fact I'd say excellent chance, that you are going to get caught in the act!


How you handle those situations when they occur, will totally define the risk and reward of going after the cookie in the first place. It's really up to you so, choose your actions wisely in these spots!

Speaking of handling. I don't know how you go about picking yourself up off the ground after a weeks worth of corporate but kickings, but for me it has always been about going out to play. Just last weekend I created a new game to keep myself busy. A new game that anyone can play. I'd love to tell you about it.

Why don't you go grab a drink :


grab your chair :


and hold on.


Because Dr. Bammer only has one thing to say.


So last week I was feeling pretty stressed out too. People were starting to tell me, that they could really see it in my face.


When that happens, I revert right back to my inner child and I look for some play to settle me down. So if you're ready to hear about this game :


here are the rules of play.

1) Find a few Pennies.
2) Choose what it is that you want to see. CHOOSE WISELY. This is very important.
3) Find a spot that has that something that you want to see. (The more the merrier)
4) Find a spot for your first Penny and place it there.
5) Sit back a wait.
6) Repeat as often as desired.

I'd love to hear how you like this game. I took my camera last weekend when I played, so maybe you could too. I love to hear about the times that like me, you couldn't stop yourself from yelling out :


BINGO !


BINGO !!

And of course :


BuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuINGO !!!

Well that's all the time we have for today kids, so this is Dr. Bammer wishing you all the success in the World with this new game. And no! There is no need to thank me. I figure we're all in this community together right? I think it's like our duty to try and help :


each other out, in any way we can.

Hopefully, this did a little something to help you in some small way, shape or form. I certainly know that I feel a lot better! Now all I need to do is see what my Peb's is up to.


Hmmmmmm.......

I see the forecast is calling for another excellent weekend!

;)

My sincerest thanks for dropping by....