About Persuadeo
I wrote up some plans, goals, and observations in the post-holiday dark. How am I doing a little past sunrise? …is the year I read poker books again…. what will Applications change? I’m taking it seriously and reading it slowly. I also inherited some unwanted poker books, one of which will figure into my research in a very timely fashion. …is my first year as a handgun owner… will […]
I’ve a run but successful home game for many years. It is, on the whole, my pleasure to run, but it is more than that. It’s my belief that private games are the grass roots of poker, and just as I have written about the duty of players in public games to make the game fun and accommodating, poker players have a duty to play and host […]
My “Maximizing” challenge is up in one month. It has been a disaster. Instead of finding myself in a desired place of fiscal strength after six months of poker, I am back where I started nearly two years ago, and looking at some tough choices. I had placed something of a marker on last’s night session, needing to put rent in the bank with my check still […]
…is the year I read poker books again…. what will Applications change? …is my first year as a handgun owner… will I actually use it when needed? …is the year I put the screenplay on Blacklist… but is Amazon’s reformed sweatshop the incinerator it belongs in? …is the year I hit the USTA… how much more abuse can my body take? …is the year I get back […]
I am a workaholic. I am so happy about this development, so grateful. All my life, whether from circumstance or cynicism, I’ve held jobs that did not truly engage me, no matter how interesting or uninteresting, well-paying or penurious, easy or hard. Finally, as a poker player, I look forward to my job. Like the protagonist in Croupier, I wear my uniform, if you can call it […]
“I’m all in.” The Pedo’s tone was soft. The board read 8h7d2h4c. I had three bet the somewhat mindless UTG player with nines, and Pedo, ever hopeful, ready to gamble and more concerned with his rambling sports betting conversation, had carelessly overcalled, inquiring about the amount later, inducing Runhot Guy in the corner to call, along with the original raiser, who looked to have a big ace […]
It has been exactly one year since I turned in my resignation, with expectation and fear, to my stooped and broken employer. This man, a wreck of charisma, ambition, paranoia, and dietary oblivion, had been one of a few strong reasons I had stayed, myself an overripe, bored, and mostly useless symbol of past organizational victories. He was, if not a friend, an ally, and I sympathized […]