Unlucky! Sometimes it's funny how life works. I lost $70k today playing 100-200, after winning 20 at 10-20 and 25-50. I have been playing so well it's almost surreal when a shot like that goes poorly, especially considering how unbelievable the games were. These games were much better than your standard 5-10 or 10-20 game, so it's particularly disappointing when a 200 hand sample goes just about as poorly as a 200 hand sample could go. It's also real unfortunate when I had plans tonight and they sort of went up in smoke around the time the 100-200 games started. When you look at games like these, anything above 10-20 really, you realize that the people who run good in the short term are the ones who are going to look like geniuses. A 100k hand sample is barely significant and I don't think you could play that many hands at 100-200 in an entire year, even if you were on the lookout for games at all hours.

Sigh.

In other news, I'm back in Indy a little earlier than expected. It's weird to be home, I don't really know how to describe it. Things feel different when you've been away for a while. The weather is terrible, it was 98 or something today and humid as hell. It's such an unpleasant heat, especially after getting used to the dry heat in Vegas. My schedule is of course all fucked up, but when I am awake during the daytime, I don't want to leave the house.

Speaking of which, my roommate must either be the dumbest person alive or think I'm the dumbest person alive. He pays the utility bills, so he turns the air off when he leaves the house. When he goes away for the weekend, he thinks that having the house on 78 degrees won't bother me-- wtf? I usually don't notice the temperature change until I start sweating a little bit. I'm turning that motherfucker down to 68, I hope our bill is a zillion dollars this month.

Peace out homie.

After my last blog, I had some people tell me to get off the ledge. I can assure you all that was never the case, I just have a flare for the dramatic and a tendency to write blogs when I'm annoyed by something.

That isn't the case today, as I'm wrapping up another Summer in desert on a high note.

I'm pretty happy with the way life has been going; although I'm a stickler for perfection and could certainly be more pleased with my diet, poker work ethic, and social life. I'm optimistic for the future. After a few vacations, I plan on getting on the midstakes PLO grind. I look forward to new challenges when NLHE isn't running. A couple other things have me excited as well that I can't talk about just yet.

I had another chance to check out the NBA Summer League today. It was fun to watch and got me excited to do some player evaluation one day in the basketball world. I haven't decided how I'm going to go about doing this just yet, but it's almost certainly in my future.

Tonight we went to see Inception. It seems like it's one of the most 'hyped' movies in quite some time and it has the pedigree to be a blockbuster. I was pleased with it because it was interesting and kept me entertained. A movie like that seems destined to alienate its' audience by trying too hard (FPS for movies!), but I think it does a reasonable job of relating to a wide array of movie-goers.

Most importantly, I'm concentrating on living my life actively. I spend (spent) too much time just browsing the internet, waiting for something interesting to happen. The revelation that I had about this was that I was essentially waiting to read something that happened in someone else's life. Why though? I'm a happenin' guy, I can make things happen, I'm a mover and shaker myself. My goal is just to do something more often. Take people up on their offer to go out more often, be productive and grind Leggo stuff, workout or play sports, even grab a book to read. There's a lotta shit to do in life and (relatively speaking) not a lot of time to do it.

You either get busy livin' or get busy dyin'.

The WSOP is finally over for me. I'm really relieved, in many ways. I didn't play my A-game in the Main Event, I don't even know if I quite played my A-game in the 25k, I'd say it was more like B level material to be honest. That still makes me better than 95% of the field, but not enough to overcome what needed to be overcome.

This whole summer has been pretty mediocre. It has been fun, I suppose, but not really productive. I took a lot of steps back in figuring out where I am in life and where I want to be. I lingered and put off a lot of questions and didn't get a lot of answers. All those things are for a much deeper blog.

For now, I will just say that I need to apologize for the lack of videos lately. We've been having crazy amounts of technical difficulties on our side and on the server's side. To try to make up for it, I promise I'll put out four (4) videos this month (July). I'll probably have to make 6 in order to get 4 that work, but that isn't a problem.

I'm going to sleep. I feel like hell and I hate live poker and the time and money I've wasted on it this year. I think maybe Vegas is to blame for all of this.

Man, what a rough summer. On top of the fact that we only have one final table and no bracelets, a bunch of us are down six figures, and no one made day two in the 25k, we have lost two videos this week to technical difficulties (improper saving, computer restarting as soon as the video is finished, etc.). It's just really been depressing. Anything related to poker (or poker videos!) has gone absolutely as poorly as possible.

Outside of poker life is okay, but a little hectic from time to time. It's pretty hard living in a house with a lot of people and I've learned that my personality is not cut out for it. I'm not quite a loaner but I like to be alone, if that makes any sense. You wouldn't guess it by meeting me, but a lot of things tilt me. I spend a lot of my life controlling my emotions and becoming callous to such things.

I've met some pretty cool people this summer, but I'm extremely ready for it to be over. I can't wait to get back into a routine which involves better influences on my diet, my exercising and sleeping habits, and my poker and business work ethic.

I'm sure I'll just win the Main Event and be able to write a blog with a little better tone

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The World Series of Poker. Jesus! I'm 0 for 5 I think and there are other people in the house with much bigger "0-for" numbers. We finally had a bunch of chips in play going into day two, Crazy Horse, Chewy, Wolfpack and Truck were all over 3x starting stack. Only Dani made the money though, and we had our first final table end in a disappointing fifth. With 7 guys left, internet Superstars Ansky, Apathy, and Kingsofcards all remained-- and then they busted 5th, 6th, and 7th. Sigh.

Staking has gone bad as well, although in a much smaller sample size. I can't believe with all these random fags who go deep in random events that one of those random fags isn't someone I have a nice piece of. Sigh x2.

My golf game. Jesus.

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Sage at Aria. It's really cool and simple with some pretty complex flavors. It was the type of place that I was able to take my parents without them being overwhelmed as well, and it worked perfectly as a pre-dinner meal to the new Elvis Cirque show. Highly recommend everything from the bread to the dessert.

The Leggo Party is coming up in just under a week. You can RSVP here, please do it before Probability has a heart attack. It'll have trouble living up to the high bar that last year set, but we're doing the best that we can.

That's right ladies and gentlemen, I can now say I have a "streak" of two Day 2 appearances in a row. I optimistically headed into the second day of the 5k 6m tournament with a well above average stack, but a poorly timed two barrel in a blind vs blind battle and a few unsuccessful opens along with a general lack of playable hands and a difficult table (that's right, a lot of shit into the equation) made me just bleed chips until I had only a dozen big blinds or so and got it in with two nines against ace jack and didn't win. Sometimes life just be like that. I'm glad I played the PLO tournament (and made the second day) and I think I played pretty well in this tournament as well-- making day twos and busting out early sucks quite a bit, but when you haven't had any WSOP success at all sometimes you'll take what you can get. You have to crawl before you can walk, you have to walk before you can run, and you have to run before you can fly. Think about that for a while.

The World Series of Poker is clearly run by either communists or people without any recognition of "logic." They scheduled two tournaments with some of the biggest overlapping fields (the 5k 6m and the 10k HU) on back to back days. Thus, there were probably a good dozen players still left in the 5k 6m (ike, kingsofcards, good2cu, charder, me, to name a few) when the HU rolled around that weren't able to play. Even with the 25k 6m and the Main, the 10k HU was definitely my best event and I am unhappy that I was unable to play. If I knew someone with any pull I would try to figure out how hard it is, with 6 weeks to work with, to separate the big buy-in big bet events by a few days so that you'd at least have to make a final table or something to miss one. I mean, for me, I've got a solid 5 or 6 events on my slate all summer. The fact that three of them come within 5 days of each other escapes logic, truthfully. I'm neither motivated enough to pursue changing the schedule to something that actually makes sense nor connected enough to make it happen.

It's been a little hard to look at the positive side of things during this Series but I'm doing my best. Wolfpack won his first two HU matches, and he's almost certainly the best player in the field. Hopefully he runs as good as he plays and wins it-- it'd be really cool for him after winning a 25k HU tournament online and winning the 25k NAPT highroller to add this to his belt. A little rungood probably had a pinch to do with all of the aforementioned things, but he's pretty talented and living with him has certainly made me appreciate the different angles that people take to succeed in poker.

I've only got the 25k 6m and the Main to go. I'm looking forward to them both, but I'm cautiously optimistic for the most part. It's difficult to envision success in such small sample sizes where the skill edge could take a pretty long time to be realized. I'm going to work on getting over this little cold I have before the powerful weeks ahead.

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Sometimes, life just be like that.

I kept wanting to do something today-- I was gonna go play cash, I was gonna register for the PLO tournament tomorrow, then I got convinced to go golfing, but everyone just sat around and we never left. Finally I took a nap, and while I took a nap, everyone went and played basketball. Sigh.

It's really annoying for me to not be productive. I have one of those personalities that doesn't like to take days off. I like things in order, I like to be on time, I like to be in control. I like to win. I am able to have so many good things happen to me because I'm on top of it (and I avoid so many problems).

Most of my friends are really bad influences on me, but I can't really complain too much because they are guys in their mid-twenties without any discernible "job," so to speak. I sort've take things that they say and do with a grain of salt.

I met this girl the other day who diagnosed me as neurotic twenty minutes after I met her. I don't think I'd quite say that, although I do like to be in control and I do obsess about things from time to time. Meh, maybe.

Tonight after golfing 9 holes in 110 degree heat in the late afternoon we ended up at Naked Fish. Upon completion of the meal, we ended up at Yogurtland, a fine establishment for someone who enjoys sweets as much as myself. I got a reasonable portion, which cost $2. Ashton got $9 worth of frozen yogurt, it must have been a pound of ice cream + cookies and gummy worms and shit loaded on top of it. After he took three bites of it he realized that he probably shouldn't have gotten the flavors root beer float + peanut butter + dutch chocolate all in the same container.

Last year around this time we had a rough bet that he couldn't run to the Rio in an hour from roughly the same location (6-7 miles away). Someone randomly brought up that he should run back to Chewy's house, which we calculated to be ~15 miles. We initially based the bet off of 10 minute miles, gave him 10 minutes to eat the ice cream, and then tacked on 20 minutes for whatever he needed. He said he needed 20k to be put up against him at even money. We settled on giving him 3 hours to run this distance in the 90 degree heat at 10 PM. He only needed two and a half of them.

He started off running alongside Starkey, who said that he jogged a little, dry heaved a few times, jogged a little more, threw up while he was jogging and had it stick on his face, stopped, and then "took off sprinting as fast as he could." He lost Starkey at that point.

He was ten or fifteen minutes ahead of schedule at the halfway point. He just kept running, like Forest Gump. We gave him some water and had some guys run pace with him. Everyone in the house that bet against him basically decided that if he did it, it would be well worth the thousands that we lost.

With just a few miles left we sent Maddog to run aside him to make sure he didn't die or try to negotiate a buyout. He took a shortcut that essentially took him off of the road and sent him stumbling through the desert. When he started running again, Maddog couldn't keep up. I think he might've run the last mile as fast as the first. He crashed through the doors 150 minutes after he started, with 30 minutes to spare.

When the bet first started, I would've said we were a little bit of a favorite, but not to doubt him. Most people thought we were leadpipe locks-- his stomach would be too upset to continue, he'd get lost, he'd give up 20 minutes in, the length of the run would be too daunting. In hindsight, we were a pretty big dog. He separates mind and body better than just about anyone I've ever met.

I took some video of some of the shenanigans that took place tonight, but I can't find the cord to connect the camera-- so annoying. Anywho, be on the lookout for it.

In unrelated news, I busted the $1500 6-max today before the second break. I never got much momentum going and I made a really, really bad calldown after I flopped trips and it was extremely clear that my opponent had something better than me. Sigh. I am probably going to take another little break from tournaments for a few days, or I may try switching it up and playing a low buy in PLO tournament.

Peace!

It's that time again.

Sorry it's been so long, but I've been waiting to stick everything in an update.

The Leggocast is back! I decided that too much funny shit goes down and I am too damn entertaining to be held back. You can find it at leggopoker.com/leggocast.

Leggo is also on Twitter and Facebook and all those cool things-- We've got a LeggoPoker Twitter account that'll primarily update me, Chewy, and Ashman's adventures. You can also find a bunch of Leggo's individual Twitter stuff from a collection that Clayton is putting together. Finally, check out our Leggo Fan Page on facebook. Of course we've got the YouTube channel as well, where I promise I'll get a rundown of the House Golf holes (sand wedge + ping pong ball + 5,000 square foot house = ???) as well as a general cribs episode for Chewy's house ASAP.

For those of you who are going to be in Vegas, we're having a Leggo Party at the end of June (the 29th)-- I can't promise it'll be as epic as last year because we set the bar pretty high, but we'll do what we can.

Finally, the WSOP got off to a very sad start. One of the events I was looking forward to the most, the $5k Shootout, went very poorly. We started out 10 handed and I got heads up with a 5 to 1 chiplead and couldn't pull it out. It's the only event I have played so far and was a sour start to the Series. My next even probably isn't for a while, I need a break after that, but I hope I'm able to put in some cash game hours at 10-25 or 25-50 very soon.

Truth be told, I'll probably just be playing basketball or golfing all summer though. Oh well!