I control my underworld,
Yes the demons and the evilness,
So when the smoke clears...
And the dust returns to dirt,
A dark silhouette is going to rise up from the earth
Playa Hermosa, Costa Rica
I can't type that much every morning because it will turn into a waste of time.
My Finnish kid is a beast and you all should know. He has like six final tables this week, and when he hit me up on Skype before he went to bed last night he was doing a HH review followed by watching videos. The MTT day ends at 6:00 AM in Malta, 7:00 AM, where he is now. That means as the sun comes up this guy this guy doesn't get to sleep, he's still going at it. That's why guys like him final table all the time and that kid bitching about beats doesn't do shiiiaaat. It's nice to have horses that actually appreciate the stake you're putting them on, and grind it out.
Oh, we also bought a motorcycle and a scooter, Buki and I, to help us deal with the terrain here. It all cost about 3.7k for the lot and they were newer bikes, and they run well. I've never had a driver's license in my life, and I still don't have one. I haven't seen a cop in ages here though. The ones I see are just watching for the most obvious drug deals ever. I'm wondering about how intelligent it would be to ride around here. I'm going to do it, and I'll found out that way, but I also wonder too.
I'm sure my mother is thrilled to read I have a motorcycle. There's also pot holes all over the roads. There's no street lights. Should be fun.
Oh yeah, we also picked up some monitors. 22", and I can finally read my Hold'em Manager stats.
Those glasses Ben and I bought in Seattle are worth every cent. They totally make staring at computers all day much more enjoyable. I'm getting a lot less headaches.
I like how unAmerican this place is. It really is just some small beach town. There's tourists sure but most of the people are really nice locals who help you with your Spanish every time you try to talk. I don't understand how these people are not run over with people. They've become more protective about accepting new Latinos into their country, because there's a ton of them, but they've always been so nice to me as a foreigner it surprises me. Sure, there's dudes mean mugging me at the club, like there fucking always is if you're an American dude out abroad. I should go up to them and explain why I thought Bush was the greatest president ever sometime. But yeah, it's been nice here. Way different than Malta where people just yell at me every time I don't understand them the first time they say something.
I played 400 PLO yesterday, and did all right, made a couple buy-ins. I'm still learning but I cut my tables down and really focused and it's been going well. Maybe I'm not a one trick pony. I'm going to watch a Deucescracked vids here in a bit.
Probably going to focus on NLH cash today. I'm feeling in the mood for 16-tabling some 200 NL, and not being on fucking Stars anymore I can go back to printing money (hopefully), then see if I can retool this engine for 400 NL through 1000 NL again. That's been my plan, by a couple months into Costa Rica I want to be in the groove at those levels again.
I gotta figure out tickets home for Christmas, and for a little puddle hopper. I'm going to a show in a couple days in San Jose with a friend of mine. Its 3.5 to 6 hours to drive depending on if you know what you're doing. Since I don't I'm just paying an airline 80 bucks to get me from the Liberia airport to San Jose, hang out there for a couple days, then pop back here.
