So I'm listening to the Chili Peppers and "I Could Die For You" comes on, which for those that don't know starts out with the lyric "something inside the cards I know is right" and boom, here I find myself once again compelled to pump out another blog. Since last time, I have settled into a more or less comfortable routine here in Boston. I wake up around 8:30, feel like a proud parent whisking my well-dressed identical twin roommates off to their consulting job, make some delicious breakfast, take a few minutes to reflect on how my life sort of resembles a bizarre sitcom plot, then set up for the grind. The grind has been going well; I have finally polished off a full month of running good at the big-bet games during 10-game mix, which has been awesome for my confidence, and I continue to do well at PLO. Here are the month's results without mix games since I don't have tracking software for all of the games and feel weird inflating my month's stats with my two best games (PLO, O8) when I'm definitely losing at a few of the games in the mix:





So clearly so far as poker is concerned, everything is great. These are my first back-to-back six figure months in what feels like forever, and I really feel that all of the grinding, game selecting and studying HH's away from the table is finally starting to pay off! There have been a lot of the ambiguously multi-accounted Swedes around lately, so hopefully I can get in some good long HU sessions in the next few weeks and continue to do well.


Poker aside, it was a pretty hectic month here in Boston. One of the aforementioned roommates was a member of an a cappella group while at Harvard and the first weekend of November was their annual alumni concert followed the next weekend by the Harvard/Yale game held in Boston (the twins went to Harvard/Yale, yes how adorable).. These two events resulted in a minimum of 3 guests staying at our house every day for a stretch of two straight weeks, culminating in me waking up and coming downstairs the night after the actual football game to find no less than 15 nerdy Yale kids sleeping anywhere they could find some floor/table/chair space in our house. Although a little annoying at times since I found myself waking up with a stranger in my bed 70% of nights, it was nice always having someone around to party with in the house. The morning naked surprises by people dressed only in our Halloween costume heads (Sesame Street), animaling beers and spraying them everywhere in our bathrooms (slam a beer 3 times against forehead, proceed to bite through can and squeeze the goodness out into your mouth) and randoms throwing up in our sink I could probably do without though. Eh, what am I saying, I loved it. True Life: I live in a post-college frat house.


So that was a uh, interesting stretch of two weeks followed by the last week spent in New Jersey with my family. Time with family was great as usual; delicious home-cooked food, watching lots of movies and otherwise catching up with everyone and reveling in the comfort of family can never really go wrong. And now here I am, in Boston, and it's starting to get cold. Naturally, I'm freaking the hell out and beginning to plan my numerous winter getaways. The annual PCA trip to the Bahamas should be a good time as usual but I'm looking for a skiing trip or two before then and maybe some EPTs/other ski trips in mid January and onwards to fill the time. If anyone has any suggestions, please send them on over.

I'm sorry that I've fallen back into my familiar pattern of being lazy about blogging, but between grinding a ton, becoming re-addicted to the Planet Earth/Life series, trying to finish Chabon's Kavalier & Clay, and just soaking up the good times in Boston, it's hard to find the motivation to sit down and focus on stringing words into coherent sentences. Hope this entry finds everyone well, happy after a great thanksgiving and loving life!

Cheers,

Mike