So what now?
In the wake of Black Friday (also known as Golden Friday to our friends across the pond), I did what most poker players did: I proclaimed that I would win the Main Event and deal with the aftermath in the same way Biggie Smalls (featuring Puff Daddy and maybe even Mase) did. I somehow failed to do that, so it seems like I actually have to think about my backup plan.
Initially I had planned to think about going back to school (I have about two semesters left until my degree), but it seems like there are too many poker opportunities (traveling for tournaments or just spending a few months a year living outside of the US playing online cash; both of which would have their benefits be magnified because of Leggo) to worry about getting a Philosophy degree right now (the primarily benefit of getting the degree is really so that I can eventually work in college basketball).
Aaron Jones, sentence constructor extraordinaire, just made a sentence + parentheses into a paragraph. He also just referred to himself in the third person.
So, I’m now trying to decide between spending September on in Toronto or Europe. The former has some Canadians that I am loosely proud to be associated with living there and some Americans headed there, and the latter has some pretty good poker tournaments in the fall. Being the complainer that I am, I have qualms about both.
Toronto really seems easy enough. If I get a place there and establish some residency, I could re-open my Stars account and create an account on some of the smaller sites. It’s only a 90 minute flight from Indy, and even if I only played poker for 50 hours a month, it would pay for itself and then some. It’d certainly be something I’m not used to though—not having a car, not being too close to my family, being in fucking Canada. I’m going to do some research.
Even before I cashed in the Main I thought it might be fun to do another tour of Europe and play some tournaments at the same time. Turns out there’s a pretty great schedule of stuff over there but it’d require a great deal of travelling—my mortal enemy. I hate traveling because it’s uncomfortable, unclean, and unfun. I don’t sleep well when I travel and I don’t like being herded like cattle.
Tournaments are fun if you're doing well in them, but who knows how long that'll last. If I do both, I could play some online poker while I'm in Europe, that might be a grand plan. Sounds a lot like a wrote a blog and came to no conclusions. Why decide today when I can put it off for tomorrow?
