Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Merry Christmas!

Fortunately this morning I was not forced to get out of bed until 9:30am in order to open presents.  In past years, the time has been closer to 5:30 or 6:00am.  I'm glad that was not the case this year since I stayed up watching Kill Bill vol. 2 until 3am.  Sleeping in on Christmas morning is definitely a good present.



Merry Christmas to all my friends and family.  Here are some more photos of Christmas in the Leu house.



The tree on Xmas eve:
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A fire in the fireplace:
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Sarah opening gifts:
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Dad opening my gift; espresso cups.
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Mom with the book I got her.



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My pile of loot... a bunch of DVDs, some books, a video game, candy, and gift cards/cash.
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Sarah waits for breakfast while watching Miracle on 34th Street
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A shot of espresso in one of the cups I bought my dad.
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Traditional Xmas breakfast at our house; Eggs Danielle, english muffins, and a glass of eggnog.
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Monday, December 24, 2007

Foxwoods on Xmas eve morning

I had plans for a long, story-filled blog post, but instead I'm keeping this one short and sweet.  Got to Foxwoods just before midnight on the 23rd and found an 8 person wait list for 1/2.  It didn't take all that long to get seated, but that is unusual - even for a holiday.  Got seated at a table I was in love with (lots of weak passive players, and no one that I felt I really needed to watch out for), but could not catch a hand to save my life.  I didn't have very many stellar preflop hands (JJ once, AK once and that was about it), but fortunately, as I mentioned, my table was fairly passive so it was easy to limp with marginal holdings and also relatively easy to steal after my table image had been established.  Finally connected with a few boards and after about 4 hours of play had made $200.  At that point, the table had just had some new players come in, I was tired, and knew I had stuff to do later that day, so I played my last free hands and cashed out. 



There were some funny antics at my table, but I'm not really in the mood to recount them now...  Suffice it to say this one guy made a hilarious play (bluff) by showing a nine.  For at least an hour after that, jokes about "showing the nine" were flying around the table.  I also got some standard TFD* abuse, but the guy who was the worst offender paid me off every time, so I guess I can't complain too much.



Don't know if I'm gonna get there again this trip since I'm leaving Wednesday afternoon, but I might try to go play later today (Xmas) at some point. 



*TFD: Typical Foxwoods Donkey - A player who is generally from the Boston area, sexist, and drunk.  They also think they are the best player ever but insist on paying me off every time, most likely because I am a girl.  As a result of calling station tendencies, suckouts are also possible.  They populate the 1/2 tables at Foxwoods on the weekends and love to make jokes about female dealers/players.  I feel worse for the dealers because they have to take the jokes without getting anything out of it.  At least I can hope to take their money. 



Charlie Wilson's War

Went to go see this tonight with the fam...  It's funny how two people can leave a movie with completely opposite impressions.  My dad thought it was inspirational.  I found it rather depressing.  Don't want to give too much away for people who haven't seen it, but it's all about the US's involvement in Afghanistan in the 1980's.  Mike Nichols directs and it's written by Aaron Sorkin.  Worth seeing if you have the time/inclination. 



Photo dump

GVPT holiday party:
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Anne shares something very interesting with Melissa, Dan, and Jim



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Jill and Maren manage to mug for the camera...the rest of us are enjoying the free food...



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The first years enjoying the party...



Degenerate Drinking in PA:
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Cooking our dinner at the Tiki Bar



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Group shot one



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Group shot two



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Blevins



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Billy



Christmas in Connecticut (minus Barbara Stanwyck):
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the job of annoying your younger sister is never done



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My parents have a really nice fireplace, but the stockings never go there because their contents would melt



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Dad tells Sarah how he got through knee surgery



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The pumpkin-tini I got at our swanky dinner out...it was very good.



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Oysters...they made the mignonette sauce with red wine vinegar...yummy.



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Beef Wellington with a slice of the best fois gras I have ever had...even in Paris.  If I could have, I would have licked this plate clean.



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After we have all stuffed ourselves, a family picture



Sunday, December 23, 2007

Happy not to be the only one with foot-in-mouth disease...

http://www.wired.com/entertainment/theweb/news/2007/12/YE_foot_mouth



I Come From a Pretty Cool Family

Anyone who knows me knows that I'm up for adventure.  In college, one of my friend's mom's started calling me crazy Katie because I spontaneously decided to get in my car and drive by myself overnight from DC to West Palm Beach, FL to hang out for Spring Break.  I love roadtrips.



My mom just sent me the link to my Aunt and Uncle's new website.  They are selling up and retiring on a boat with plans to sail around the world.  It's actually cheaper to live on the boat than on land, and I'm sure they are going to have an awesome time.  I hope i get the opportunity to meet up with them in port someday and check out their new home.



I also just got a video Christmas card from another Uncle who took off a few years from work to roadtrip around the US and Australia/New Zealand....



I guess now I can see where I get my love of travel.



Thursday, December 20, 2007

Trivia Choking

So a few weeks ago when I started showing up for pub trivia on Tuesdays, Keenan was joking around that I was the Randy Moss of trivia and now we would win.  Sadly, the past two weeks we have worked our way into second place only to choke on the final question.  Last week in particular it was brutal because we made an awesome comeback from second to last to second place...with only 30 points separating us from the leaders.  The set up on the last question at Orange Ball is like final Jeopardy...you have to wager.  We wagered a lot and ended up with a measly 80 points...putting us from second place to somewhere close to dead last.  Plus we lost to a team of tools who called themselves "Team PokerStars."  We started joking around to them that we were Team FullTilt because FT has better pros...



Losing the glory is bothering me!  And we won't be able to try to actually win one of these damn things until 1/8.  I think it's time for a game of Trivial Pursuit so I can assert my trivia dominance. 



Bonuses of the evening: In Bethesda two weeks ago at Union Jack's we saw a bar fight between a bunch of guys in suits.  Ha-freaking-larious.  Only in Bethesda.  And, at Orange Ball, Curtis bought me and Billy a shot of Patron.  Free drinks are always good.



Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Pitch

I'm going home for Xmas on Saturday and my sister will be there.  That means a few things: 1) we'll play lots of TCM Scene It, 2) We might watch Centennial, and 3) we'll play some cards.



I think I'm gonna try to get people to play pitch.  My sister and I used to play it with my Great Aunts and Uncles on my Dad's side (we are talking like ~15 years ago here) and we both used to be good at it.  So much so that the very competitive Leus would frequently get cranky that they were being beat by a twelve year old and an eight year old.



Anyways, I haven't played it in quite a while, but I thought I'd post up the rules for people who might be interested in playing some time.



You start with a 53 card deck (52+one joker).  The deal rotates each hand (just like poker!) and you are supposed to deal out six cards to each person, three cards at a time.  One of my cousins always had an issue with the deal out three at a time, and it probably doesn't matter if you deal one or three in the long run, but it's supposed to be three. 



So after the cards are dealt, players bid the number of points they think they can make on the hand clockwise from the dealer.  There are five possible points and you can bid between 0 (a pass) and 5 (shoot the moon).  The five points are high (the highest card of trump), low (the lowest card of trump - aces are high not low), jack (the jack of trump), joker, and game (all tens are worth 10 points, all jacks are worth 1, Q=2, K=3, A=4.  The total in the tricks you took at the end of the hand are added to determine the winner.)  Only high, low, and game are guaranteed to be out in any given hand, depending on the number of people playing.



So the person with the highest bid then gets to determine trump suit (if no one bids, the dealer must bid at least 1).  The highest bidder determines trump by playing whatever card they want to first.  The suit of this first card played is then trump for the hand.  Then it plays like hearts, only trump is obviously broken immediately.  Card ranking is: 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 T joker J Q K A, with trump taking precedence over the other suits.  High and Low are determined not based on who took them in the trick, but who played the lowest or highest trump card (i.e. whoever was dealt the lowest/highest card).  Sometimes in the middle of a hand you will pull out your contender for low or high and set it to the side instead of putting it with the taken trick because you don't necessarily know if someone has a better card, unless it is the A or 2 of trump.  The other points (jack and joker) are up for grabs; they go to whomever takes them in the trick they are played in. 



At the end of each hand, the bids are determined and if people did not make their bid they lose that number of points.  Otherwise they gain that number of points.  A game generally goes to 11 points and if someone shoots the moon successfully they win the game regardless of how many points they or anyone else have.



To my degenerate friends...oh yes, you can also play for $$$.  LOL



Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Ummmm...Mike Caro is right.

I don't remember if I read it in his "Book of Tells" or one of his columns in CardPlayer or what, but somewhere I read an article by Mike Caro explaining that it was better for people to have a positive, friendly image at the table because then people are less likely to be gunning for you and also because you are probably not getting the floor wet by tapping the glass.



There was a hand last night that made me realize this first hand.  I frequently play at E and Ricky's Monday night game.  It's a great game and I've made money at it more than once, though I have taken some silly beats.  Anyways, I buy in for the max and after a few hours I have a couple hundred in profit.  By the wee hours of morning I'm sitting on ~$650.  I've been pretty proud of my play all night...made some big folds, made some successful moves at the right times, extracted value from my hands by getting called down to the river, won a decent sized pot with pocket fives on a flushed board against someone I knew was bluffing.  I was not as distracted as I usually am at that game, and the difference was noticeable.  There were a few hands that I screwed up, but none of the screw ups were very expensive or massive.  I had three big pocket pairs the whole night (AA, QQ, and JJ) and somehow won all of them, though my AA never saw a flop after my limp pop move got me heads up with Billy and he folded).



One of the dealers has jumped in the game because it was short.  He plays a really good game, but is very LAG, and he and I seem to be getting heads up a lot.  One time I have a big hand, but I fold because I KNOW I am beat.  Then there are a few hands after that where I really feel like he was pushing me around and I just couldn't pull the trigger.  And after those hands, he starts tapping my tank, trying to put me on tilt by making little comments about the hand after it was over. 



I didn't think I was on tilt at that point, but my judgment was definitely affected by feeling he had been pushing me around.  So we get four handed and I get A8 on the button.  I really don't remember how the hand went down because after it went down, I was feeling kinda extremely sheepish.  The flop came out AK6.  I do remember me raising and being re-raised and then just calling that re-raise on the flop.  There was a large bet on the turn where I realized I was probably in trouble, but the devil in the back of my head was saying: HEY YOU COULD BE AHEAD (eventhough there's probably no way I am with my pair of aces and a bad kicker).  STOP LETTING HIM PUSH YOU AROUND.  YOU HAVE HIM COVERED BY $100...WHO CARES IF YOU SHIP YOUR ENTIRE PROFIT AND $200 OF YOUR BUY-IN IN THIS HAND.  The devil overpowered the side of me that was saying: "Um more than half his stack is in the middle now...you better hope you have outs since for some dumb reason your ass fell in love with your raggedy ace and decided to put half of your stack in the middle too." 



An eight comes on the river and suddenly I am praying my two pair is good.  I don't think he flopped a set because I don't think he would have played the flop so strong.  I was really expecting him to turn over AK for top two and he tabled K6 and I didn't even see that that was also a flopped two pair at first because I was expecting to be even more crushed than 75/25.  Anyways, instead of going home stuck like I should have, I went home up $700+.  I am such a fish.



Morals of this story:
1) I am a fish at poker.
2) I suck at short-handed play and know it.  I know for a fact that in January it will be much easier for me to get my butt out of the chair when a game gets short.  I feel pretty good about my heads up game.  I can play well when I want to at a full or close to a full table.  I really need to work on my short play though.
3) When you are provoking someone, and you are a LAG player, they might suck out on you more often than they would on another player.  Yeah, you want fish like me to have their judgment impaired so you get paid, but you will probably get sucked out on more than your average player because people will talk themselves into believing you always have the bullshit...especially if they are gunning for you because you have been tapping at their glass.
4) Hey, even I can get lucky every once in awhile!



Seriously, that's not even that bad of a suck out relative to some things that I've seen, but it's the worst beat *I've* given anyone in quite some time...probably the worst one in more than a year (not counting times when I've mushed being short, though even then it's up there).



Monday, December 17, 2007

"Australia" wraps

I have loved history since I can remember.  Many of my Halloween costumes growing up were historical figures, when I used to travel for work I would make sure to hit up any nearby historical sites, and historical fiction is one of my favorite genres of books.



Sadly, it doesn't seem like there have been all that many historical movies out recently (the sequel to Elizabeth is a noted exception). 



Because of that, I've been waiting with baited breath for Baz Luhrmann's "Australia".  It doesn't hurt that I am a Luhrmann fan either.  According to Cinematical it wrapped filming this weekend.  I hope it doesn't suck.



Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Overheard at the GVPT Holiday Party

Overheard 1:


Steve: I think if you stand near Katie you are 8% more likely to break a law.



Overheard 2:
(While complaining that I had gotten more assignments than other people in our State and Local class)
Steve: To be fair, he did assign 6 to Katie and 3 to Katherine.





2008 WSOP Schedule

The powers that be just released the 2008 schedule.  Find it here.  They're running 8 different $10k buy in events this year...



Friday, December 7, 2007

Wonderland

Last night around 8:30 I realized I left a book in my office that I needed, so I trudged to campus, ran up to the 5th floor of Tydings, grabbed the book, and...got a text message from Anne asking if I wanted to go out.  I tried to protest. 



Me: I look scrubby.
Anne: It's Thursday, no one cares.  You can borrow some makeup when you come pick me up.



Me: I have to be up early tomorrow for sections.
Anne: Fine, we won't stay that late.



Me: It's cold.
Anne: That's a lame excuse.  They have heat.



The lure of good beer was too strong.  Anne lives really close to campus and I was only like 5 minutes from her apartment...and Wonderland is close to her apartment.  I drove over and picked her up.



I'm glad I finally got there.  I know a lot of people who love that bar and now I can see why.  Good music and GREAT beer on tap.  Friendly barkeep. 



Anne had just gotten through telling me that she always runs into people she knows there when all of a sudden some guy with a beard comes up from behind me and gives me a hug.  I turn around and it's my friend Alex from school who tells me he's trying to drown his end of semester stress.  I raise my mug of Anchor Steam (which they have on tap!) and tell him I can relate. 



Anyways, I can imagine it gets very crowded on weekends because it's pretty small, but for midweek drinking it's a perfect bar.



Thursday, December 6, 2007

On being the first

Warning.  Deep thoughts ahead. 



I have always been a loner.  In elementary school I think some people thought something was wrong with me because I liked to just sit and look out the window like a cat for long periods of time.  Really I just like to think, and quietly sitting somewhere is conducive to that.  Even today, people frequently think I'm upset when in reality I'm just thinking.  My quietness and the need to be alone is also often misinterpreted by people as standoffishness or disinterest.  Not so - I just need some alone time to maintain my mental health.  I have always been contemplative.



Up until my freshman year of college, this side of me bothered me a lot.  In school the focus always seemed to be on fitting in and I definitely was different.  I had plenty of friends and I liked hanging out with them, but my difference really bothered me.  None of my friends just liked to sit quietly by themselves or to be alone for any length of time. 



My freshman year of college was really a life-changing year in a lot of ways.  One of the many was when I realized that in life, really EVERYONE is alone*.  I was sitting in the lounge on our floor at some wee hour of the morning discussing life with some of the guys on the floor.  Somehow we started talking about this and one of them said that everyone is really alone in life.  When it comes down to it, the only person you can ever really count on is you.  We go through life and we have friends and family we can count on, yes, but ultimately we are all traveling through life alone.  At the end of the day, you and you alone have to make peace with yourself. 



At first I fought him because this realization was really disturbing to me, but over time I came to embrace it and agree with him in his analysis.  Now, I actually find it kind of empowering.  I've made it through some bad situations thanks to my own personal strength.  I've certainly had support from others (and I am very thankful for that).  But ultimately decisions about life have to come from within.  E.g., you cannot force an addict to quit their addiction unless they themselves make the choice to.  It's the same with life.  In tough times we have others who help us get through, but ultimately, getting through it has to be a conscious choice of our own.



As someone who is very introspective, I frequently find myself relying on others to provide a reality check.  Do the thoughts I've been turning over in my head make sense on their face?  What about people who have gone through similar situations?  Can they relate to how I am feeling?  I have the brain of a scientist (researcher, analyzer, etc.), so I like to seek out multiple data points to confirm my own feelings.



And that is the downside of being the first among your friends to go through a lot of life events.  For better or worse, I have been the first among my friends to go through many life changes (though not having kids).  That makes it hard when you want to get advice from someone you trust that has experience in what you are going through. 



* I don't believe in God.  I suppose people who are believers would say that you are not alone because you have God.  However, the person who originally brought this up is a pretty religious person.



Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Prospect theory and poker

Remember last week when I posted a comment about prospect theory?  You might not have read the link to the journal article that I posted.  You might have even given up on the link to the Wikipedia entry explaining the basics.  However, I just read a post by Gary Carson on one of his blogs about enticing calls and was immediately reminded of my favorite scholars, Tversky and Kahneman, so I thought I'd give another go at explaining how this is related to poker.



Gary Carson writes:

I don't know why this works, but it does.

In a 1/2 game I limped UTG with KK. The limp left me with a stack of $125. Another early position player made it $15 and two players called. The raiser had another $75, the other two each had a couple hundred. I made a huge overbet, moving all in.

The initial raiser went into the tank and gave me his best imitation of a TV staredown.

Then I said the magic words. "Can you beat two jacks?"

Somewhat taken aback, he said, "Maybe".

I said, "Well, then you know what to do".

He called. One of the other two called, the other folded.

I turned my hand over, the board got dealt, they both mucked.

I don't know why causing them to focus their thoughts on a pair of jacks makes them call, but it does.

I have some thoughts about what the reason might be though.

When they mention a pair of jacks they'll tend to think about your hand as it relates to jacks, not as it relates all the other information they might have. They'll tend to think, "He might have jacks, he might have overcards to jacks, he might have a pair smaller than jacks and he might have a pair bigger than jacks. But he's thinking about jacks, so he probably doesn't have a bigger pair, he probably has TT and my KQ is a coin toss".

I don't really know though. But it works.

T+K's prospect theory (a nobel prize winning theory, btw) basically says that people's decisions in terms of risk are dependent on how their choices are presented.  They have proven this repeatedly with various experiments.  For example, someone might drive across town to save $5 on a $15 book, but would not drive across town to save $5 on a $1500 piece of jewelry.  Rationally, this does not really make any sense... $5 is still $5.  The expected value is the same.



Another way to see how this is explicitly related to gambling:



One of T+K's experiments told people to assume there was disease affecting 600 people and they had two choices:



Choice A: 200 of the 600 people will be saved.
Choice B: There is 33% chance that all 600 people will be saved, and 66% chance that nobody will be saved.



72% of people chose A, showing a preference for certainty.



They then offered another choice:



Choice C: 400 people will die.
Choice D: There is a 33% chance that nobody will die, and 66% chance that all 600 people will die.



78% of the same people then chose D, seeking to avoid the loss of 400 people.



You might notice however that the outcome of all four choices has the same expected value: 200 will be saved, 400 will perish. The only difference is the way in which the information is presented. 



Prospect theory shows us that if we want people to choose something, we should focus on potential gain.  If we want them to reject something, we should focus on the potential loss.  Whether this is something that can be successfully employed at the poker table remains to be seen, but Carson's story about the jacks is clearly a case of trying to get people to focus on the potential gain and having it pay off when they make a bad choice.



SNOW SUCKS

Actually, it's not the snow's fault...it's the fault of the drivers around here.



I had a 9am meeting on campus...left the house at 8, figuring hey the roads are not bad at all and it only takes me 20 minutes to get to campus...



2 hours later I park in Lot 1...only to find out that the people I was supposed to meet with are still stuck in traffic.  Oh well.  I have another meeting at 11:30 and plenty of work to do.



Before I even got to Beltsville this morning I had already seen 5 accidents.



Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Rediscovering music: TMBG

Way back in the 90's I went to a They Might Be Giants show at the 9:30 club with some friends (there's some real good stories that came out of that night, but that's another story for another blog post).  I was tagging along; completely unfamiliar with the band.  But my friend who told me that I would like them was right - their music cracked me up.



People who know me probably know that my ringtone on my phone has been TMBG's "Birdhouse in Your Soul" forever.  It's one of my favorite songs by them - a song about a freaking night light.  It is perhaps second only to "James K. Polk." 



Anyways, I have not listened to TMBG in quite awhile.  They're not on my ipod for some reason and I can't find my cd.  However, I just went ahead and downloaded them onto my ipod and now I'm happily rocking out to "Birdhouse in Your Soul" whenever I want to, not just when someone calls me or texts me.



Monday, December 3, 2007

Repost: DCist Winter Beer Roundup

I love DCist (and actually, I am a regular reader of Londonist also, though doing so is kinda torturous at times because I miss that city so damned much).  Today they posted a review of different winter beers to be found around the city.  Time to organize a winter beer bar crawl, methinks.  I still need to try Brasserie Beck and this is as good excuse as any.





Also on an unrelated note, let me add number 986 to my list of things I will never understand: 

#986: People who honk their horn at you to move forward when traffic is not moving, there is less than one car length between you and the car in front of you, and you are not causing them to block an intersection.  WTF?



Sunday, December 2, 2007

Mummified Dinosaur

Every once in awhile I like to pretend that I am not a huge nerd.  I mean, I was in a sorority, I know lots of hip musicians the general public has never heard of, and I own >30 pairs of shoes.  But then something will catch my eye and I am reminded that, yes indeed, I am a nerd...



I caught this blog post on my feed reader and had one of those: "Wow this is so cool.  Oh my, I really am a nerd" moments tonight.  But, it really is cool, so check it out.  Dinosaur mummy found.



My birthday

Went out to Mon Ami Gabi and then to the 4P's and a good time was (hopefully) had by all.  I definitely had a good time...how can you have a bad time when your friends are buying you dinner and alcohol?  It was also kinda funny to see my school friends and the degenerates hang out together.



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Ozan, E, and Travis



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me and Ozan

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Some of the grad school crew at the 4P's



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degenerates



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I don't even know how to describe this picture



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Keenan and Billy making it rain...why does this always end up happening at people's birthday parties?



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The end of the night...Billy giving me a foot massage.  It pays to be the bday girl.



Friday, November 30, 2007

Overheard in the gradlab

For some reason I walked into a discussion about circumcision...



Steve: "Maybe it's like when you lose a limb...you know, phantom arms and stuff.  Maybe if you get circumcised when you are older you have a phantom foreskin."



As you can tell, we get some quality work done in the gradlab.



Thursday, November 29, 2007

The Affect Effect

Just got a copy of The Affect Effect, a book about affect and it's role in political behavior.  Most people who know me as a budding political scientist know that when it comes to political science, I am interested primarily in political behavior, rather than the political institutions we have created.  More specifically, I'm interested in voting behavior: How and why do people make the decision to vote or not to vote?  How do people decide who to vote for?   Are these processes rationally driven?  If not, what are the normative implications of their decision processes?



Affect is our gut reaction to something, either positive or negative.  What causes affect and how it influences our decision-making processes are questions that I personally find very interesting.  Responding to affect isn't always logical or rational and sometimes people aren't even aware that they are doing it.  As a result, it can be a tricky thing to empirically study. 



Anyways, I plan to read the book when I'm done with school in a few weeks during my month long hiatus from things academic dominating my time (along with a whole shelf-full of other books that I need to get to).  I'll post a review, but I'm guessing it's going to be a good book.  I love stuff that looks at decision-making, either from an affective or rational perspective (one of my favorite pieces of work in all of social science is Kahneman and Tversky's work on prospect theoryRead their original 1979 piece: "Prospect Theory: An Analysis of Decision under Risk" here). 



One of the best blog posts I've read in awhile

Read this! (from Overcoming Bias)



I'm tagging this with a poker tag because eventhough it's not explicitly about poker, it is about decision theory which is always applicable to poker.  Political science tag because decision theory is also blatantly related to polisci (especially in the rational choice literature...regardless of your opinion of RCT, in polisci we are concerned with understanding and predicting how people behave politically speaking, so obviously decision theory is relevant).  Religion tag because I love his characterization of his path to atheism.  It mimics my own (side bar: Maybe people interested in promoting religion should stop giving such vapid answers to children who obviously are deep thinkers and in asking "why" want a real answer, not one that betrays a lack of understanding of the topic at hand). 



Memorial/Fundraiser for Kevin

I told one of Kevin's fraternity brothers that I would pass along info about a memorial service/fundraiser for Kevin's family that the fraternity is doing.  It's going to be at the GW Lambda Chi Alpha house on 12/12 at 7pm.  I have class that night, so I don't know if I'm going to be able to make it, but I wanted to spread the word, especially to all the former SA hack types...



I first met Kevin when I got involved with the Student Association my sophomore year in college.  Kevin was Parliamentarian (aka chief rules and procedures guy) my first year on the Senate.  The year I ran for SA Executive Vice President he was on the elections committee and often served as the voice of reason.  Kevin was good people; the kind of guy you could ask the world of and he would do it for you.  I remember a bunch of good times in college with Kevin...going to a Dave Matthews concert at Nissan Pavilion, hanging out with other members of FOCK, all the SA stuff, hanging out at the Lion... 



I don't really believe in an afterlife, but Kevin did a lot of good things while he was on this earth, and will definitely be remembered by many.



Sunday, November 25, 2007

King Tut and my birthday

Just passing through Philly on the train on my way home from Thanksgiving in Connecticut.  One of the best things about taking the train is that I can get some work done.  I just finished up my state and local notes for the week and decided to take a break before jumping back into more work.



One of the many blogs I have in my google feed reader is the Wired Science blogThey have a post today about how November 26th was the day in 1922 that King Tut's tomb was discovered...pretty cool.



Also, I don't know how many people I went to college with read this blog, but I just found out from Christian Berle that Kevin Burkett died on Thursday.  RIP, friend.  :(



Saturday, November 24, 2007

Felt Burn - aka Holy Two-outers, Batman!

I was recently trying to convince my mom that poker is a game of skill.  However, given the way I've been running the past 24 hours, that might be increasingly difficult.



I played a lot of poker in the past 24 hours.  I would guesstimate probably 16 out of the past 24 were spent at the table.  During that time I did not get many big hands; I was actually pretty card dead.  Sadly, the majority of the big hands I did get ended up with me shipping it when some stupid card hit that massively saved my opponent.  I guess it's a win that I did not lose more than I did given the fact that I was card dead and running bad, but that is not much consolation.  I guess it also reaffirms my faith in the fact that Foxwoods is the free money store, but again...little consolation.



Hand 1:  I have about $200.  Get dealt 9d7d which is the best hand I have seen in quite awhile (I had been seeing variations on a theme of K2, Q3, J5, etc.).  Better yet, I have position.  I pray to hit the shit out of the flop...and I do, though not in the way expected.  Flop comes 7x7s9s.  Preflop there had been a $12 raise called multiple ways so the pot is already pretty big (standard mo at the Foxwoods 1/2 tables: someone will raise between $11-$15 preflop and get called by at least 4 people trying to suck out or not realizing how dominated they are...or what dominated even means).  Original raiser bets about $50....and gets raised...folds around to me...I shove.  Original raiser folds.  Re-raiser calls and flips over Ts8s.  I'm sure you can guess what happened next.  I don't even remember which end of the straight flush hit.  I just remember the dealer giving someone else the pot.



Hand 2: This was not a two outer, but it was me shipping it when I was pretty far ahead, so I'm including it.  I get dealt JdTd in middle position (I'm sensing a pattern with all these suited connectors/gappers)...  I have about $150 behind.  Again, there is some kind of raise called multiple ways...the pot has about $50 in it.  I flop a flush (don't remember the cards but they were all smaller than T).  I bet slightly less than pot...fold, fold, fold, fold.  Get called by the table calling station - big surprise.  Turn is a blank.  I push all in for my last ~$100.  Get called again.  At this point I am praying for no diamond.  River is a diamond.  Guy called me all the way down with Kd5c....not even the Ad!!!  Nice hand, sir...no wonder I've seen you buy into this table for about $1000.



Hand 3: The last hand I played at Foxwoods this trip.  7c3c on the button (yes, I played that for $2).  Have about $150 behind.  Limped family pot.  T73 rainbow on the flop.  Table lucksack bets out...I raise.  He calls.  Turn is a blank.  Check, bet, call.  Oh look, a shiny Ts on the river.  He checks to me and I just know he has a T.  I stupidly decide to push my last $70 or so out of frustration.  I certainly did not think he would fold if he had a T.  People can't even lay down TPTK at a casino, let alone trips.  He calls and turns over T9o.  Nice hand...and no, the turn did not give him any kind of straight draw.  He just played that good.



This sounds a little bitter and I suppose I am.  How do I run so bad?  Very frustrating.



Nature - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

As a fond mother, when the day is o’er,


Leads by the hand her little child to bed,


Half willing, half reluctant to be led,


And leave his broken playthings on the floor,



Still gazing at them through the open door,


Nor wholly reassured and comforted


By promises of others in their stead,


Which, though more splendid, may not please him more;



So nature deals with us, and takes away


Our playthings one by one, and by the hand


Leads us to rest so gently, that we go



Scarce knowing if we wish to go or stay,


Being too full of sleep to understand


How far the unknown transcends the what we know.



Friday, November 23, 2007

My Birthday Present

So my parents got me a new digital camera for my birthday.  I've been needing one for awhile since my old one was bulky and rather outdated.  They got me the Canon Powershot SD1000 Digital Elph and I'm in love with it.  Great pictures, great features and it's TINY.



Here are some pics I took playing around with it.



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My dad eating giblets (gross).



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View from the deck.



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the house...



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Sarah being obnoxious (status quo, LOL).



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The table all set for Tgiving dinner.



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The spread...



Thursday, November 22, 2007

Foxwoods on Tgiving

I spent most of Thanksgiving Day eating, sleeping, and watching football.  My sister and her boyfriend left around 9pm, and I hopped in the shower, grabbed my Mom's keys, and headed out to the mecca of Ledyard, CT: Foxwoods.  I started to get a little worried once I got of I-95 and there was absolutely no traffic on Rt. 2, a two lane country road that leads right to said mecca.  Usually there is a line of cars headed to gamboool.  No problems parking either (also not a good sign).  "Maybe there won't be any fish in the poker room tonight," I thought.



Fortunately, I thought wrong.



I get seated almost immediately at a $1/2 that makes me very happy.  Big stack in the four seat playing table captain and not doing a very good job at it.  Lots of calling stations who think they are awesome but have no clue (e.g., do not understand when the guy with ATo gets the pot on a 8866x board against pocket fours).  OK, give me a freaking hand and let me do something here.  In the first hour I get JJ, QQ, and KK.  Every single time there is an Ace on the flop and every single time I KNOW someone in the hand has it.  They even get taken down to show down (fortunately not by me), so I can see they have it.  OK, please let me hit a flop. 



I take a bathroom break, pray for a hand, and end up flopping a straight the very first hand back at the table...and get paid.  An hour later and my $200 buy in looks like a meatball sandwich.  Sadly, the aforementioned table captain wannabe busts a few players when the nine seat's KK and six seat's QQ run into his AA and the table breaks around me when said "table captain" gets a couple empty racks and hits and runs immediately after that hand.  Boo.  I decide that I'm too tired to go to a new table and figure out what's what, so I take my sandwich and cash out.



Hopefully tomorrow I can lather, rinse, repeat.



Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Overheard in the Gradlab

Overheard Conversation 1:



Person A: "So, do you feel smarter now that you are in grad school?"



Melissa: "Actually, I've never felt dumber in my whole life.  They break you down here.  You can't have any kind of self-esteem in grad school."



Overheard Conversation 2:



Jim: "Did someone just print the 'Walker' article?"



Steve: "Johnny Walker?"



Me: "I could use some Johnny Walker." (followed by general laughter from the rest of the lab.)



It's official...got my Spring assignment

I'm going to be TA-ing GVPT 170 (Intro to American Government) again, but with a different Prof.  It's also going to be a huge class.  More than 400 kids and 5 TA's.  Plus, one of the other TA's is Melissa.  :)



In poker news, it's deadly to be running bad when you're playing good and playing bad when you're card dead.  Boo.  Hopefully I can turn some of this past week around at Foxwoods later this week.  I have class tonight til 6:30, then Jeff and I are getting on Amtrak tomorrow at 5:30 am.  Won't be back til late Sunday, so I hope to get out to the tables at least a few times.



Sunday, November 18, 2007

Spring 2008 Schedule

I'm officially registered for all but one class, and hopefully that will be taken care of soon.  Still waiting to hear what my funding assignment is going to be next semester, but I'm guessing I'll be TA-ing 170 again - hopefully on Thursday instead of Friday this year.



So far, Monday looks like it's gonna be my busy day.



Monday: 11:00am-11:50am Calculus (Yes, I'm taking a calculus class.  No, I'm not majoring in math.)
12:30pm- 3:15pm Participation and Voting Behavior
3:30pm- 6:15pm Religion and Politics



Tuesday: 9:30am-10:45am Calculus



Wednesday: day off



Thursday: 9:30am-10:45am Calculus
hopefully TA 170 from 2pm-5pm



Friday: hopefully another day off - if I can get out of TA-ing on Friday and do it on Thursday instead.



I'm really looking forward to the Voting class - that is what I am most interested in and I'm hoping to get a dissertation topic out of it. 



Thursday, November 15, 2007

Across the Universe

I saw Julie Taymor's film, Across the Universe, a little while back and I never wrote a review.  I had been eagerly anticipating this movie, but was a little wary too.  Last year, Jeff and I went to go see Love, the Cirque du Soleil Beatles show in Vegas.  It was OK, but I had built it up in my head so much that I ended up being rather disappointed.  I cringed when I read early reviews of the film that mentioned they had some pretty cheesy references like a girl coming through the bathroom window.



Some parts of it definitely were cheesy and cringe-inducing, but I really liked some of their covers of songs (though I certainly would not include Flying or Blue Jay Way in my list of 30 must have Beatles songs), and overall it wasn't as bad as it could have been (ringing endorsement, there).  Guess the key is to go into it with low expectations.  I will note that several of the plot points seemed directly ripped from the mini series on the 60s with Julia Stiles that was on tv back in the late 90's.  Overall, I was glad I saw it, but it certainly won't end up in my personal list of top movie musicals.  I'm still waiting for a "modern" movie musical to match up to some of the classics, like West Side Story, Sound of Music, Guys and Dolls, etc.  The more time that passes with continued movie musical flops (like the movie version of Rent), the more I wonder if the day of the good movie musical is just over.



Wednesday, November 14, 2007

"Try this on for size"

I like to do work in the grad lab at school.  Inevitably there's also other people working on the same assignment and it's also the de facto meeting place for GVPT grad students.  Frequently this doesn't really contribute to productivity, but it's always a good time and there's always bound to be some interesting conversation.



This morning I was printing stuff in the lab before I ran off to a meeting with the prof I'm TA-ing for.  Someone was commenting that next week was Thanksgiving (really already?!?) and there was the inevitable chorus of "woe is me, I still have to do (fill in the blank)."  Then Alex, our resident optimist, says to me: "Try this one on for size...the end of the semester is only four weeks away."  Thanks, Alex.  As excited as I am to have a month off for winter break, I still have a million things to finish before the semester ends.  Tempus fugit...and not in a good way.  Silver lining: at least I don't have any exams this semester, just lots and lots of papers.  I hope I can get through the next few weeks with my sanity as in tact as possible.



Sunday, November 4, 2007

Morton's and Bowling

Went out for Keenan's birthday last night: dinner at Morton's and bowling at Strike Bethesda.  Dinner was great although the service was bad.  I had oysters to start, filet Oskar (filet mignon with asparagus, hollandaise, and crab meat) and we got the standard sides (potatoes, mushrooms, broccoli, green beans...).  We were too stuffed for dessert, but they brought out a chocolate lava cake for Keenan's birthday anyways.  I've actually never been to Morton's before, but although the food was really good, I don't know that I'd be back.  Things were, imho, overpriced and we got really bad service.



Bowling at Strike Bethesda was, as always, entertaining.  Sadly, my bowling skills sucked and the highest round I bowled was a 92.  Still had a good time though.



Wednesday, October 31, 2007

And the positive side of variance shows its beautiful face

Cashed out of a Pdoggie's game for ~$1800 (~$1600 profit)...my biggest hit at a 1/2 NLHE game to date.



I had my big hands hold up against multiple outs, hit sets and got paid, and then used my big stack (and tight/running good image) to bully people.  Also, I did make some good calls with middle pair.  For some reason as the night wore on, no one was making me show my cards on the river - almost always folding to a bet...  Wouldn't it be nice if poker was always so easy... 



Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Words of Wisdom

If you ask someone to come in on their day off and then you stand them up, they might be a little mad.  I'm just sayin'.



Monday, October 29, 2007

I Love Apple

Just saw a new commercial for the ipod Touch.  While I plan to hold out for the iphone to be picked up by carriers other than Cingular, I still loved this commercial.  Apple always picks the best songs for their ads.  Just downloaded the song from the ad: Music is My Hot, Hot Sex by CSS.






From all the drugs the one i like more is music

From all the junks the one i need more is music

From all the boys the one I take home is music

From all the ladies, the one I kiss is music

Music is my boyfriend

Music is my girlfriend

Music is my dead end

Music’s my imaginary friend

Music is my brother

Music is my great grand daughter

Music is my sister

Music is my favorite mistress


From all the shit the one I gotta buy is music

From all the jobs the one I choose is music

From all the drinks I get drunk of music

From all the bitches the one I wanna be is music

Music is my beach house

Music is my hometown

Music is my king size bed

Music’s where I meet my friends

Music is my hot hot bath

Music is my hot hot sex

Music is my backrub

My music is where I’d like you to touch



Sunday, October 21, 2007

Lee Jones column in Cardplayer

I just read this Lee Jones' column in the recent Cardplayer (see below).  I don't play in a lot of tournaments, but I think you can see how the kind of situation he describes would be relevant in some cash game situations. 



Also, while the story he relates is about extracting maximum value, I think this concept could also be turned on its head when thinking about bluffs and semi-bluffs.  I see the all-in bluff/semi-bluff frequently- the idea being that if you make a large bet, especially one that puts all your chips at risk, a tighter player might be more convinced to lay down whatever their marginal, but ahead hand is.  I think sometimes a better play is to make a bet that is sizable, but not all-in.  I have used this move a number of times (uh-oh - giving away my secrets now) and it really seems to confuse people and make them more likely to fold their marginal but ahead hands more often than simply moving all in.  Plus, you can limit your losses in case you get a call.  It's one of those situations where the move is advantageous regardless of what your opponents' actions end up being. 



Of course, in order for this to work, you also have to use the same kinds of bets sometimes when you have strong hands, so that opponents (especially those that play with you frequently or who have been playing with you long enough for you to have some kind of table image) will actually believe that you likely have them beat.



Copied from Cardplayer:



A Chip, a Chair, and a Plan



BY: LEE H. JONES



A very nice play


      

      

      

      

      

"One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do"




If you're one of the producers of the European Poker Tour
television shows, please stop reading now; I'm about to make a pretty
startling confession: Watching a typical no-limit hold'em all-in
confrontation is about as interesting as watching a roulette wheel go
around. For example, it has all the appeal of listening to grass grow.
One of your players gets the reds, the other gets the blacks, and the
guy with the pocket pair (instead of the overcards) gets zero and
double zero (green, for the roulette novices). The point is that once
the cards go on their backs and the dealer starts putting out the flop,
turn, and river, the skill is gone. Now it seems that some
poker commentators think that the "pros" (for example, anybody who's
won a bracelet and/or has announced that he/she is a pro poker player)
have some magical ability to make their 48 percent equity a huge
favorite - or at least, the commentary implies, they deserve to.




But you and I know for sure that if Phil Ivey turns up A-Q against
Hillary Duff's 8-8, we're gonna take Hillary and give the points. That
Phil might be the best poker player in the world and Hillary thinks a
club is where you go after the show has nothing to do with it; Hillary is a 5-4 favorite and all of Phil's talent can't fix that.




This is why I'm much more interested in what goes on behind the scenes
of a poker game or tournament. What happens when there are cards to
come and bets to be made - when we separate the men from the boys; or,
in this case, the women from the girls.




I introduce again my friend Jeanne, whom you may recall from a previous
column. I spelled out in grim detail how Jeanne had played pocket
queens "like a little girl" (her phrase, not mine), and ended up
folding the best hand in a monster pot during a sit-and-go. Well, she's
back, but this time she made what I consider to be a world-class play.




Jeanne was in a tournament at the local casino, and they were down to
five players, but she was in pretty deep trouble. Specifically, she was
down to $2,500 and the blinds were $1,200 and $2,400. That is, she had
the big blind plus one lonely $100 chip. She was on the button and
everyone folded to her. Both blinds had plenty of chips. I won't say
what cards she had - the specific hand isn't important - but suffice it
to say, the hand was "playable."




"I call," she said, carefully leaving her one remaining chip capping her cards.




"Are you all in?" asked the small blind (a co-worker of hers).




"If I were all in, I'd have announced that," she replied.




As soon as she described this play to me on the phone, I sat up straight in my chair; this was incredibly good poker thinking.

Why don't you take a minute and see if you can figure out what Jeanne was up to.




You're back? OK …




"I knew that if I went all in, the small blind would probably call, and
no matter what, the big blind would call instantly. He'd be correct to
call without looking at his cards. Then they'd run out five cards and
I'd have to beat them both, since they'd surely check the whole hand
down.




"But by leaving myself that one chip, I forced them to play poker
against each other. If one of them wanted to get me all in, he'd have
to make a full ($2,400) bet. And he might not want to risk that. And if
one of them did bet, I could fold if I was absolutely sure that I was
beat. Furthermore, if one of them bet, suddenly there would be a
significant side pot; if they really got mixed up in it, I could fold
and hope that one of them busted out."




Now this is what makes poker a fascinating game; I'd rather hear one story like this than 100 runner-runner bad-beat tales.




The story even has a happy ending. As it turned out, the small blind
completed the bet and the big blind checked. Jeanne flopped top two
pair. Both blinds checked - and she checked, too! Absolutely! She still
had the problem of both players getting the right price to call with
virtually any two cards. The turn was a blank, and they both checked
again. And again, Jeanne checked. Finally, when they checked on the
river, she put in her last chip, they both called, and her top two pair
was very, very good. And, in fact, she went on to win the tournament
after making a deal for most of the money when heads up.




But the fairy-tale ending to the tournament is no more important here
than whether the roulette wheel comes up red or black (or green) in my
whimsical analogy above. There's nothing that Jeanne (or Phil Ivey, or
Hillary Duff, or you, or I) can do about the cards that come out. But
by using your logical skills, you can ensure that you get as much of
the roulette wheel as possible on your side. Therein lies the key to
winning poker.




Well done, Jeanne - very nice play.


"Two can be as sad as one"



Dinner out and high heels

Just got back from a dinner at Black's.  It's a seafood place in Bethesda and the food was very good.  I had a beet salad, seared tuna, and a pistachio tart with honey ice cream for dessert.  Best yet, the dinner was free.  We are hiring a new Americanist at school and the professors have grad students participate in the process by going out to lunches and dinners with the candidates as well as sitting in on their job talks (the academic version of a job interview). 



Anyways, dinner was very good.  On the way there though, Melissa and I got to talking about how after being in school for a year (as opposed to the working world) we are not as used to walking in heels as we once were.  It was a good reminder to wear the "work clothes" that are in my closet a little more instead of defaulting to school scrubs (jeans/t-shirt/sweatshirt) all the time.



Tuesday, October 16, 2007

A rather surreal moment

So we have a rather complex homework assignment due tomorrow in my Maximum Likelihood Estimation class (mostly matrix algebra and calculus and solving for values with algebra that I have not had in 12 years).  A few of us met to go over the homework and were doing all kinds of crazy equations with greek letters on the board.  Some people walked into the room for their class which was starting in 15 minutes and you could tell they were like: "what the hell are you guys writing?"  I really wanted to tell them that we were all political scientists.  :p



Sunday, October 14, 2007

Horoscope

The typical description on my star sign, Sagittarius, fits me to a tee.  Though I don't know that I really believe in such things (like the daily predictions), the overall picture seems to fit:







While Sagittarians are the nomads of the Zodiac, they do not wander aimlessly.
They are seekers of the truth and will go anywhere and talk to anyone for
answers to their questions. Knowledge and wisdom drive them and provide the
energy for their liberal approach to life. Sagittarians are drawn to the
philosophical and spiritual because these subjects provide answers to the
questions that burn inside them.

Sagittarians are the intellectuals of
the Zodiac. They are lucid thinkers who appreciate others agreeing with their
conclusions. Sometimes they are so confident their deductions are beyond dispute
they become dogmatic and argumentative. Still, the Sagittarian quest for
information drives them to listen to anyone and absorb what they find useful and
quickly disregard the rest.

It is the nature of Sagittarians to roam
freely. If they feel intellectually or physically restricted they may become
bad-tempered very quickly. When Sagittarians are given the freedom they need
they are kind, optimistic, lucky and not afraid of taking an occasional risk.
They are also a charming lot who can be self-indulgent procrastinators. Overall,
Sagittarians allowed the freedom they need are a delight to be
around.

The
Sagitarian In Love:

Sagittarians love any
new form of sexual expression that challenges and excites them. Both tolerant
and eager to please, their honesty can sometimes prove too much for those who
prefer a more mysterious, or veiled approach to love.

Sagittarians are
best involved with a steadier, stronger personality, who can understand their
need for independence, yet still be there after an occasional flair of temper.
Their frank and open motives are often misunderstood, threatening to more
subdued signs.

Although they hate to be tied down, they are willing to
experiment with all manner of relationship styles. As long as their partner is
able to keep up with their wide-ranging interests and is prepared to come up
with new experiments in lovemaking (and certainly does not mind them doing the
same), their relationship will be exciting and reasonably long lasting. Mutual
honesty is the key to success for the Sagittarian.



According to facebook's horoscope application: "The study of unusual subjects appeals to you at this stage in your life, and you
could find that you have a certain amount of genius in some such things."



Hmmm...the study of unusual subjects has appealed to me at pretty much every stage, though the amount of genius is debatable.

 

And the pics just keep on coming

Mircalla and Aaron sent out their pics from the Mircalla and Mike's wedding.  Here are a few.



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As close to a P+V (our freshman year floor) reunion as we will likely ever have.  Doug, Mircalla, Vinnie, Sara, and Aaron, with me and Jordan in the background.



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My face is so sweaty this must've been on a dancing break...



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Sara, Aaron, and Doug at the college table



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watching the bride come out of the chapel - with Sara's baby in the corner.



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me and Jeff at the reception. 



Friday, October 12, 2007

Screw you, you stupid donkey!

Bwahahahahaha!
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Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Vacation 2008

Anyone who knows me knows I love to travel.  Jeff is not so much into the spontaneous thing, but a few years ago I did convince him to go to London with me on a few days notice, so he is working on it.  ;)



School has limited my ability to travel last minute during the off-season (i.e. the time when you can get good deals), and next summer I am probably going to be in Michigan for a large part of the summer  (a month or two) for a summer statistics program, so even my downtime is limited.  On top of that, I'm planning to take my primary field comprehensive exam in August, just before school starts.  We did just decide on what to do for our 2008 summer vacation though - we're going on another cruise!



We're booked right now into a cabin with a balcony (splurge) on Adventure of the Seas, leaving from San Juan, PR (some place I've always wanted to see) and stopping at Aruba, Curacao, St. Maarten, and St. Thomas.  The ship looks awesome and it's a full 7 day cruise.  I'm very excited.  My passport expires in April - must remember to renew it soon.



Tuesday, October 9, 2007

Grad Pub

Melissa, EABS, Maren, myself, and a few others decided to go to the GSA's grad pub last Friday.  Basically it's an excuse for a lot of grad students from different programs to go drink with each other.  Conveniently they hold it on payday.



When we walked in we noticed that it was a huge and total nerdfest.  Not that I am not a nerd also, but it was rather weird seeing so many nerds in such a small space.  EABS noted that the collective brain power in the room was probably enough to solve the world's problems.



Sadly the GVPT-ers (that's us) got outdrunk by the math department (!?!). Next time we will have to get there earlier.  For every drink you get a raffle ticket for things like a free ipod.



The highlight of the night though, was seeing a guy wearing this shirt: _pi_mp that's math/nerd-speak for "pimp" in case you were wondering.  As Billy would say: "nerd, nerd, nerd, nerd."







Life Update

I fully admit to being pretty antisocial the past few weeks.  Every semester there is always one hell week and this one has been it.  We had the midterm in the class I am TA-ing and not only did I have to grade 80+ tests, but we have all had students come to us with concerns.  I have two papers due in one class tomorrow that are cumulatively worth 50% of my grade.  All this on top of my other normal work (MLE homework, reading, reaction papers, etc.).  After this week it will all be downhill - not to say there won't be work, but it will hopefully be more evenly spaced out.



So, if you haven't seen me recently, don't feel like I'm dissing you.  I've been primarily holed up with my laptop and surrounded by political science books.



WBCOOP

Online Poker

I have registered to play in the PokerStars World Blogger Championship of Online Poker!

This Online Poker Tournament is a No Limit Texas Holdem event exclusive to Bloggers.

Registration code: 9579544



Since there have been lingering questions

I beat Jeff in Round 1 of Pops' Heads Up Grudge Match Tourney.  Actually, I moneyed - coming in 4th place and losing to Gypsy Pete (I can't beat a lucksack).  I think my overall play was pretty good.



Also, I decided to play 5/10 dealer's choice at the SHOP last night as stress relief.  A very good time was had by all.  I took a nose dive on a few unfortunate hands early on, but ended up +$200 for the night.  :)



Tuesday, October 2, 2007

wah wah wah

I've been having one of those weeks where I can't win any races and I can't even win when I'm ahead.



I keep getting called by hands that, based on my range in that situation, are either dominated (best case) or looking for 3 outs (worse case).  And they get there!  I should want these calls...but I am starting not to.



Situation reversed, I have 2 overs (6 outs) plus flush outs, and I can't get there to save my life.



Poker is stupid.  Time for a temporary break.



Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Sometimes you just have to dance

Lisa sent over some more photos from Mike and Mircalla's wedding.  I found this one of me rocking out (with tattoo fully visable - a rare occurance).  396002633503_0_alb




Tuesday, September 25, 2007

AC Recap

Picked Anne up just after 7:30 on Friday and we headed off to AC for her birthday.  Steve was up there already playing at the Borgata, so when we got to town we dropped off our bags in our room at the Trop and took a cab to the Borgata to meet up with him and to play some poque.



Anne played 10-20 2way and I headed to a deepstack 1/2 NL table.  About an hour in I had won a few pots and then everything started to go downhill.  And such would be the rest of the trip.  It all started with a strange hand where there was a lot of preflop action and I flopped top set on a straightened flop 578).  I found it somewhat unlikely that someone would have played 46 or 69 for the $40 preflop raise...until I remembered that seven of us saw the flop(!).  So here I am with my flopped set...and the button.  First to act bets out, gets raised by the guy next to him, and then they both get reraised AI by the table big stack who has everyone at the table more than covered with his ~$1500 in chips.  This guy, he had been pushing and raising and getting lucky all night.  At this point I had about $150 behind and I'm getting almost 4:1 on my money to call. 



First of all, I have boat outs and as such will actually have more outs on the turn.  Second of all, eventhough I put the big stack on the nuts, it is possible that he doesn't have the nuts; he has made some pushes with the bullshit.  I call pretty fast while mentally pulling my rebuy out of my pocket.



Everyone folds and I am heads up with big stack.  I have been playing tight and right at this table and the two guys sitting next to me immediately inform everyone that I must have the nuts.  Sadly, the big stack then turns over the real nuts and I turn my top set over saying: "No, I'm just trying to get there."



Get there I do not, and I rebuy.  I'm rocking the rebuy almost to even when Steve and Anne come over and say it's time to go (Steve's playing in a big tourney the next day).  I reluctantly get up.  Apparently Cindy Violette was at the Borgata playing stud that night, but I didn't see her.



Steve gives me and Anne a ride back to the Trop and we all crash.  Before we hit the sack, Steve warns me and Anne that he talks in his sleep.  It's a good thing he did because both of us are awakened around 5 am by Steve saying loudly: "WHAT THE HECK IS SHE DOING?!?!?  HER BUTT IS WAY UP IN THE AIR AND HER FOOT IS SMALL."  I hear Anne giggling next to me and I start to giggle too.  Back to sleep...



Around noon Anne leaves for her birthday spa appointment and I head down to the poker room.  There's no point in relating bad beat after bad beat, but I did have the same guy go runners on me THREE TIMES.  One time he had been calling pot sized bets the whole way (I had flopped 2 pair) with ace high, only to go running A8 (his hand).  On the river when he caught I checked and he for some reason checked behind.  As he was scooping the pot he said: "Geez I should have moved all in at the end and stacked you."  I informed him that since there the flush got there on the river I was folding to any bet, hence why I checked.  What else could I put him on but some kind of drawing hand (little did I know his drawing hand was the drawing hand of running two pair)?  He did not buy my story and kept talking about how he missed an opportunity to get my stack.  Finally my temper couldn't hold any more and I told him to keep playing the way he was and I would get his stack.  Then he claimed he had "pot odds" to call me down to the river.  Ummm, no you really didn't but that's OK.  The dude was a stupid angle-shooter anyways - one of the worst purposeful angle-shooters I've seen (ratholing about $300 even after he'd been warned about 5 times by the dealer and the floor, asking to see people's mucked hole cards when he wasn't even in the hand literally every hand, etc.)



Anyways, I blew through two buy ins at that stupid table between noon and 6.  The suckouts just kept on coming, but I didn't want to leave since I felt that I was playing well and the table was very profitable.  Finally my AI push (for about $75 pf) with JJ got called by AKo and KTo.  My next door neighbor told me that he folded K rag, so I was feeling good - I just had to avoid the Aces.  I was good til the river when the case freaking K hits. 



At that point I knew I needed a break ( I could feel the tilt rising inside, LOL) so I got up and went back to the room.  Anne suggested I play in a 3/6 O8 game they had just started and I did.  What a juicy game!!!  Everything was going fine until I bricked on a open ended straight flush draw and immediately after woke up to KK24 double suited.  It was a limped pot and I felt no need to raise.  Flop comes AxKs8s.  All of a sudden I can tell something strange is going on.  I am getting a lot of action from my raises, but the table has been very loose, so I proceed.  Turn is another 8.  Woo-hoo.  But sadly, I start to really think that one of the two people I'm in this pot with has AA in the hole.  I start playing all the action through my head.  Most newbs (and these guys were) wouldn't just limp with AA regardless of whatever else was with it.  At this point the pot is huge and I just can't let go of my hand...not for $6 more anyways.  The flush comes on the river and all of a sudden I know exactly what's going down.  The super new guy made his flush on the river and is in last place.  The other guy has AA.  I just know it.  He shows his AA23 double suited which he only LIMPED WITH and scoops.  I show my stupid cowboys, scoop up the remainder of my chips, and storm out of the room, now definitely tilted.



Fortunately I was supposed to meet Anne for dinner at Red Square in about an hour, so I go upstairs, change and put on some makeup, and go to meet Anne.  We start off with drinks at the bar (which were VERY YUMMY!), Jeff joins us, and we have a meal of appetizers.  Anne and I also split a vodka flight which was pretty good.  At this point Keenan and Nelly show up for a drink.  Apparently E and Billy went straight to the poker room.  Jeff and I pay for Anne and head over to the poker room ourselves.



Now the whole plan was to play some stupid drunken 2/4 limit or something, but when I get there everyone is already in 1/2 games.  I reluctantly sit down at a 1/2 table and stay pretty close to even until suckout number 12 or so of the evening happens.  I go over to Keenan who is sitting at a table near me and ask him how he likes his table.  He says he loves it.  I tell him to lock me up a seat as soon as one opens.



I move over and he is right - his table is awesome.  However, the suckouts/bad luck continues.  I have about $100 behind when I run my AdQd on a Q high flop into Billy's KK.  Fortunately Billy does me a favor and leaves me $50 behind by raising my bet out on the flop.  He raises, I fold, face up, and everyone at the table asks me why I am such a fish for folding the best hand.  Billy shows his KK and then everyone starts telling me that I am a genius and a great player.  *roll eyes*  I only wish making great folds felt as good as winning a monster pot.  THE VERY NEXT HAND I get dealt the same freaking hand - suits and everything: AdQd.  Since I have ~$50 behind I move all in on the flop.  Sadly, Keenan had TT and calls.  I do not improve.



I take a break and tell the dealer to keep my seat locked for me.  I give myself a mental pep talk: "I haven't been playing bad, just getting unlucky.  The table is favorable.  Go in there and rock the rebuy!"  Which I did and ended up with $450 in front of me when the table whale left and a full table literally broke around him at close to 5am.  I played a few hands at another table and decide it is time for bed since I am leaving in the morning.  At least I made back some of what I was stuck...



As an aside, it's been a long time since I was in a poker room dressed up for a night out.  I was wearing a skirt and a low cut silk top, and the reaction you get in the poker room is very noticeably different.  Anne and I both noticed the same thing and were talking about it on the ride home.  Guys actually said: "I would call, but I don't want to beat up on a girl."  Hmmmm... perhaps we ought to dress up every time we play.  ;)



Monday, September 24, 2007

online poker

I haven't played online other than donkey private tournament set up by my friends in quite awhile.  A few months ago I doubled my money at a site online by winning one of those donkey tourneys.  I've been selling some of it off to people, but I decided tonight I might as well take a stab at playing some online rings games again.



What do you know - I forgot how juicy these games are (especially non-holdem games - I've primarily been playing 1/2 and 2/4 O8).  I sense more online poker in my future.  :D



Just got back from AC yesterday - will post a recap soon enough.  I had a good time, but it did not go well poker-wise.  :(



Thursday, September 20, 2007

Fine, Fine Music

"Then one fine morning she puts on a New York station,
You know she don't believe what she heard at all.
She started shakin' to that fine, fine music,
You know her life was saved by rock and roll."
    -Rock and Roll, The Velvet Underground



I love rediscovering old musical favorites.  Back in college I went through a big Velvet Underground phase.  For some strange reason I just haven't listened to them in quite awhile.  I was reading Tao of Poker tonight and Pauly reminded me about their music by making a "Femme Fatale" reference.  Now I'm sitting here working on school stuff and jamming out to the VU.  This stuff is so good; how did I not let it grace my ears for so long?  Go pull out your VU, or go out and buy it and give it a listen.



The Annette Effect

Annette Obrestad, an 18 year old girl from Norway, just won the main event of the WSOP-Europe.



I yoinked this cartoon from Pokerati, who yoinked it from plusev.  Pretty damn funny, if you ask me.



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Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Wha? A Hillary rant.

As one might imagine, political conversation was flowing freely when we were out in SF.  Almost all my friends that were there for the wedding are campaign/political professionals.



One thing we all agreed on: Hillary has got to go.  I am unsure how she can be the front runner when literally every single Democrat I have talked to about this does not like her...especially those of us from NY. 



And now, even more reason to dislike her:



Not just universal health care, but mandated health care.  if my liberal friends are shaking their heads and saying: "there goes Katie on another libertarian rant again!", my apologies.  However, despite what you think about universal health care coverage, I cannot believe there are many out there who think it is appropriate to make lack of health insurance a crime.  I would like to hear from someone who thinks this is a good idea.



A Few Pics from M+M's wedding

(courtesy of Leilani)

Mandm



the happy couple


Wjordan



me and Jordan (looking remarkably like Lex Luthor ha ha) with Lisa, Kathy, and some girl I don't know.



Sadly no pics of the P+Vers as a group, and that was as close to a reunion as we will ever get, I imagine (7 out of 17 of us were there).  The professional photographer got a group shot of us on the dance floor, I think.