I think I clocked a good 12 hours of poker today.

Played a lot of 1/2 on Party and managed to get a few big bets in, though the hourly was terrible. Or maybe it just felt terrible.

Later in the evening, JB and I went over to Hustler and played a few hours of 3/6. And I thought Party was bad. I never saw so many gutshot straights completed on the river. I myself suffered two bad beats from the same dude when I was the clear favorite all the way up to the river. I had a better hand, more outs, etc. Unfortunately, when I was finally able to beat the living hell out of him, I had to chop the pot with someone else who had the assrapers. I think there were over 20BB in that pot. It was crazy. The pot was capped preflop and on the flop between me and the other aces, and the other two guys happily called all the way to the showdown. Wow. Ended the session down 3BB, which isn’t bad when you consider that I was bad beated twice and had to chop once. I also won two pots proper, one medium and one small, when my good cards held up. JB lost quite a bit more, and we went to Carbon to drown our sorrows in whiskey and gin. Actually, I was really irked. There was a lot of money on that table, and I felt I deserved more than my share of it. I played pretty solid poker, but tonight it was mostly just a race to avoid getting sucked out on. Oh well. It will be better next time.

That irksome feeling drove me to fire up Party when I got home and play more poker. I sat down at a 2/4 BBJ table that was registering “flops seen” somewhere in the 50% range–just slightly tighter than my table at Hustler. This game also featured some really aggressive play. Lots of betting out and raising on every street, which made for some huge variance. At some point I was down 5BB, at another I was up 15. I ended the session up an even 7.5BB, which is okay by me. I have a feeling that I got more than my fair share of good cards, but I also suffered a couple setbacks when I clearly had the best of it preflop, on the flop, on the turn, or some combination of the preceeding. Funny how those miracle 2-outers can save a pirahna from being crushed.

Anyway, I’m up for the day, and you can’t really ask for much more than that.