Day 7 began with a trip to the Orleans Casino in Las Vegas. This was always one of my favorite stops, because I love Omaha Hi/Low... but also when you battle in the fucking sewers with the dogshit bankroll that I have, LIMIT Omaha hi/lo, and low limit at that, is a great way to grind out a profit with small risk.
One thing I will add about the Orleans casino... they have the worst fucking cocktail servers in the history of life. Do they actually advertise for help by asking for the dumbest, rudest women with zero personality?? They have this one dumb tall blonde chic that just walks around like a robot repeating rapidly again and again "Cocktails, cocktails, cocktails, cocktails...... she says it so often that she usually cant hear you respond, and sometimes just walks right by. That means you can either run her down, or wait maybe fucking 2 hours for her to come around again... Thankfully, the Orleans has two water coolers in the back... likely for the dealers and staff, but hey, I fuck it... if they don't like me drinking the staff water, hire better fucking servers... that simple. If its not the tall blonde, then it is a number of almost non existant servers that come around as often as blue moon eclipses.. and this is one of the busier rooms in all of Vegas. I just don't see how these girls still have jobs.
However, once again returning to the concept of energy, and how there are some card rooms that we just don't vibe with.... whose energy is not compatible to ours, Orleans is simply a place where I tend to go card dead for hours and hours and hours and hours.
But, I have good momentum going, so my energy is renewed and excited.. it is different... and that seemed to show with the very first hand I sat down. I seated in 4/8 limit Omaha hi/low, waiting on a seat in the 8/16 game. I was in the cutoff position and every player in front of me limped in for $4. I called with a marginal holding of A59T with a suited Ace in diamonds. However, my marginal call looked pretty good with a flop of 938 with 2 diamonds.. giving me top pair, the nut flush draw, and a low draw that wasn't likely best at this point. Still easily this is a flop to continue with as the action was great post flop. to the turn.... a perfect 4 of diamonds. Now I have the nut high hand with the second nut low.... which turned into the nuts when a black 2 hit the river!
The point of sharing the above hand is this.... I believe the positive momentum did many things, which especially includes intuiting a time to start my session that was astrologically appropriate for a positive energy flow between myself and this card room. When we feel defeated and negative, even unconsciously, we choose times that compound and resonate with this feeling and belief. Even under harder times and aspects, there are windows in a day that allows for better flow of energy, and this is the power of momentum for me.
Soon after that hand, I was moved to 8/16, and there was a little anxiety given that some bad luck can easily lead to a $400 loss in a game like this. I proceeded to go card dead... for hours.... and after several hours of card dead play, I found myself ahead exactly $7 for the session. After getting up to take a phone call, I returned to find my chips were picked up for having been gone 30 minutes... I looked at this as a sign to head to the Rio, maybe try the 11pm nightly tournament running everyday during the WSOP....
On to the Rio, it was only 10pm and the $150 buy in tournament starts in an hour, so I was lucky to find an open seat in the only 1/2/5 Big O game going. I played tight, hit one good hand to double up my $200 buy in, and cashed out $412 for a nice $212 profit! When I went to the registration desk to get into the 11pm tournament, I discovered I had remembered wrong and it was 10pm instead. Good thing actually, because I would've bought in right away, and considering I won $212 in the short hour prior, I was essentially freerolling this event.
Once again, the energy shift in tournaments hits. there were ZERO situations I could exploit. The minute I was ready to make a play with 15 big blinds left with T9 suited or 75 suited... someone would make a big raise in front of me.. and these aren't the type of hands I wanted to play heads up with for my whole stack... I subscribe to the gap concept a bit here..... it is one thing to be the aggressor, and I would call in position with these hands if we were both deep stacked...but when your tournament comes down to only one or two hands left, I have to pick my spot.....
When I first sat, I only had 33 big blinds since I got in 3 levels late.. still plenty of time with my 10k starting stack.... but for the first 2 full levels, the best hand I got dealt was an A7 offsuit, and in that hand there was significant action to indicate it had no chance..... Q3, J2, 82, 74, 85, K3... and on and on and on endlessly... when I got down to 10 bigs, I did get all in with 55 and won the blinds and antes, however this would be the only hand I would win. That would also be the only pocket pair I would get dealt. with the blinds at 300/600 and my stack at 5500, I got it all in in mid/late position with QJ suited. the button woke up with KK, and it was over. Did I ever say Fuck Tournaments to you? Fuck tournaments.
I returned to the Orleans for a nightcap... and after another 2 hours of play, grinded a $43 profit in the 4/8 limit Omaha game before it broke for the night. Decided to call it a night for poker.
Day 7 sessions : Orleans: Win $7
Rio Win $62
Orleans Win $43
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