Moo-ha Blog

so i’ve been going to commerce quite a bit lately and i have a pretty good poker story to tell.

the
other day, i sat at a poker table w/ this old asian white-haired lady.
she’s pretty aggressive and not the nicest person either…cusses quite
a bit and not like ur typical "sweet" grandma even tho she looks like
one.

anyways…i had about $600 on the table and on one hand, i
had QQ (two queens) and i raised $80 before the flop and two people
called me, one of them being grandma.  the flop comes out and it was Q
9 5 with 2 clubs so i went "ALL IN".  the next guy folds but grandma
thinks for a while and calls my $520 raise!  she flips open A J of
clubs — meaning she had the nut-flush draw (the Ace-high flush draw).

so the dealer flips open the turn card (4th card) and it was a
3 of clubs.  but the dealer immediately raises his hand and says "i
make a mistake!  FLOOR MAN!  I need floor man now!"  Granny, who just
made her flush with the 3 of clubs, starts getting really pissed.
she’s like "why do u need floor man?  3 of clubs is good!"  the floor
man (supervisor) comes over and the dealer explains that he made a
mistake.  he accidentally "burned" twice meaning he burned 2 cards
instead of 1 before flipping over the 3 of clubs. 

at this
point, granny looks at me and says "do u wanna chop chop?"  (chop means
splitting the pot 50/50)  the guy next to me elbows me and shakes his
head.  "naw man!  don’t chop…why should u be penalized for the
dealer’s mistake…don’t chop!"  but i didn’t really need his
advice…i wasn’t going to chop anyways so i said no to granny.

the
floor man makes a decision and says "ok, here’s what we’re gonna do.
turn the 3 of clubs face-down…that’s the burn card for the river.
turn the extra burn card up, that’s suppose to be the actual turn
card."  so the dealer flips down the 3 of clubs and flips open a Q of
clubs.  granny immediately stops complaining and i could see a smirk on
her face.  she thinks she won.  but i hadn’t shown my QQ yet so she has
NO idea i just made 4 of a kind with Q’s!

so the river was a
harmless 4 of hearts and granny says "ok, i have the nutz.  i win…. i
told u to chop but u no wanna chop.  too bad ok?".  and she starts
reaching for the chips.  but i’m like "hold on…" and i flip open QQ.
everyone at the table starts "OOooohing and Ahhing"…and the guy who
told me not to chop gives me a high-five.  poor granny starts cussing
out the dealer and leaves the table.  i don’t know why she’s all pissed
cuz all the dealer did was correct a mistake he made…everything
turned out exactly how it should have. 

anyways, next time u
see old white-haired granny at commerce…make sure u tell her u have
two Queens and u’ll chop chop w/ her.  i’m sure that’ll bring back some
fond memories. 

if ur
working, ur company will usually have some perks like a holiday party,
xmas bonus, or some group/teambuilding activity.  at some companies,
it’s looks pretty rad…like google for example.  they have these ski
trips, paintballing, theme parks, etc.  so it sounds like a total blast
to work for google.  but the part u don’t know is that google looks
*down* on people who accept these perks.  ur suppose to *earn* these
perks…u can’t just go do’em. 

soooo…wtf?!  that’s pretty
retarded dont u think?  why u call them perks in the first place if u
gotta "earn" them?  maybe it’s to lure people into thinking its so cool
and fun at google but it’s just a big facade. 

on the flip
side, my friend rene says if the company doesn’t offer u enough perks,
go look for them yourself.  they’re everywhere.  if u dont got time to
buy toilet paper, take a roll from the company’s bathoom.  or if ur low
on printer paper, take some home from the company’s printer…oh and
don’t forget bottled water if they’re free…grab as many as u can!

(DISCLAIMER:
ok u guys…u know i’m just joking.  my co-worker tupac tried to walk
out w/ a 6-pack of bottled water but the security guard stopped him.
so whether u get caught or get away
with stealing toilet paper at the company, i take no credit or
responsibility for ur actions! )

so
i went to lunch w/ some co-workers today and we talked about how some
people have the easiest jobs.  take my brother for example.  he worked
at northorp for a few years and he did jack.  he would complain
constantly to me bout how completely bored he was.  here’s what his
daily schedule looked like:

11:00am - get to work (check email)
12pm - lunchtime
1pm - basketball
2pm - back to work (browse web)
3pm - end of work day, go home

and guess how much he gets paid to do this?  $125k/yr.

but
as sad as that sounds, it’s not the worst part.  i mean, he actually
*tried* to do work at one point.  but when he did, he got in trouble.
one day, his boss calls him into his office and goes:

"uh,
look.  we’re trying to keep the status quo here.  don’t rock the boat
ok?  just .. take your time with everything and relax…"

well,
that was the last time he tried to work hard.  he eventually quit after
2 yrs and went to a startup cuz he couldn’t take doing nothing anymore.

on
the flip side, there are those who work 10-12 hrs days regularly.  they
wake up at 6am (or earlier) and get a lot of crap dumped on them
unfairly.  they’re compensated decently but not for the amount of work
or stress they go thru everyday.  for those of u in that boat, i have
this to say:  if u got other options, consider them!

there’s
more to life than work and if work becomes a soul-sucking experience,
why keep doing it (especially if u r young and got other options).  for
those in less fortunate situations who work paycheck to paycheck, i
guess ur kinda stuck.  u gotta suck it up till u get urself in a better
situation.

so u see, there’s a delicate balance between working
hard and doing nothing.  when u spend most of ur day refreshing ESPN or
MSNBC looking for "new" stuff to read…or if ur so busy that u don’t
even got time to pee, maybe it’s time for a change…eh?

quote of the day comes courtesy of my friend reena:

"I can’t drive, eat a taco and talk to you at the same time! Let me
call you back."

i dropped by ofaelin’s desk today and eyesdropped his AIM screen conversation with nike.

ofaelin: hey nike congrats
on acing your exams
nike: i didnt ace my
exams
ofaelin:
oh
nike: i practically
failed one of them
nike: but i do
‘favors’ for the female professor
ofaelin:
ah
ofaelin: so is the
professor hot?
ofaelin: google image
search for sexy professor:
http://www.engr.utexas.edu/che/directories/faculty/loo.cfm
nike: oh  been there
‘done’ that

well…i have to say…that professor does look kinda cute…

i
realized lately that poker’s just not my game.  and it’s not cuz i’m
losing money…im actually doing quite well.  and its not cuz im
becoming an addict…it’s just a game to me.

but the problem is deeper…

so last time i went to commerce, i played this one hand that made me realize i’m not cut out for poker.

i
had A 9 of spades…someone raised pre-flop $30 and the flop was K Q J
with 2 spades on the board.  so i had a pretty good hand…a nut flush
draw and a nut straight draw. 

there were 2 other players and
one of them bet $30. of course, i called his raise and so did the 3rd
player.  the next card was a 4 of hearts…didn’t help me.  the first
guy raised $200 and after some thought, i decided to gamble because if
i hit my flush or straight, i could get paid off big.  so i call and
the 3rd player folds.  now its just me and the first guy going heads-up.

the
river card (last card) was a 3 of spades.  i had the nutz (the best
hand in poker) so i knew i had already won.  the first guy raised me
$200 again.  i re-raised him to $500 (he had to put in $300 more to
call).

now here’s where things get messed up.  one of the other
players at the table, who wasn’t even involved in this hand, starts
blabbing and goes "hey, do you have the flush or not?  he’s a nice
guy…just be nice and tell him what you have.  come on! just be a
gentleman!".  now, the rule is that ur not suppose to talk about the
hand while it is still in play…and there was a lot of money in the
pot.  and on top of that…what business did he have to tell me what to
do?  i got pretty pissed off so i told him to shut his trap and mind
his own business.  i said … "look buddy, mind your own freaking
business. you’re not even in this hand.  this is a high stakes poker
game…if u can’t handle the heat, go back to your home game."

the
first guy, whom i had been beating all day, looked really upset and
frustrated.  but eventually, he calls me and puts in $300 more. i won
the hand of course but somehow, i felt bad for the guy and i said
"hey…you can take back your $300.  it’s cool."

pretty stupid
huh?  they say poker is a game where emotions are the enemy.  i think
whoever said that is right…i felt pity for the guy i beat and i gave
him $300 for it.  i don’t think anyone at commerce casino would have
done that for the fellow…only a sucker like me.

ok, so i had a
dream last night about one of the BIGGEST spiders of ALL TIME.  it’s
like this weird mutant-looking spider crawling around in my room and
it’s humongous!  i dreamed that i was all freaked out and then my
roommate came in and poured some salt or some weird chemical on it and
it melted and died.

so anyways, i looked up the meaning of the dream on WordIQ’s dream dictionary.   here’s what it says:

"Interpretation:
All spiders except tarantulas are omens of good luck. If you see a
spider climbing the wall you will have your dearest wish come true and
if you see a spider spinning a web you will have an increase in your
income due to hard work. A large spider sitting on a telephone shows
you will have  phone call that will benefit you greatly.  The larger the spider, the bigger the rewards."so does this mean im gonna win the lottery only to have my roommate lose the winning ticket?  ugh…

so i was talking to my friend chelsea about her last breakup.  she told me something pretty profound…

chelsea: man
chelsea: it’s my first real break up
chelsea: so i wasn’t prepared
chelsea: but now i’ve learned
chelsea: man
chelsea: the pain from break up dies
chelsea: the anger subsides
chelsea: and then when you look back
chelsea: you just say
chelsea: wtf
chelsea: where’s my digital camera and ipod?!

so i came back from lunch only to see this on my desk…

i immediately turned towards ofaelin.  he looked all innocent…

me: it was u huh ofaelin.  come on now, fess up.
ofaelin: <look of bewilderment>
ofaelin: who? me??  i’m hurt ken…

a few seconds later…

ofaelin: ok fine.  but i think it turned out quite well…don’t you?

hmm…since i can’t type anymore, i guess its time to go home

so
i went to china for a few days with my girl and brought back some small
gifts for my co-workers.  joey asked me to bring back the coolest toy
from china so i brought back this donkey toy that dances and sings.
but another co-worker saw the toy and felt left out…

leon: we going to pho (for lunch)? so u can tell us about taiwan?
leon: and dont even get me started on wheres my gift?
leon: i deserved an ass too
segomon: lol
segomon: dude
segomon: joey asked me
segomon: u shoulda asked me too
leon: i thought we had a tighter relationship. i SHOULDNT have to ask
leon: does your GF need to ask u to bring her a gift back? NO i dont think so
segomon: ur not my gf
leon: thank god

i guess i shoulda brought back 2 asses instead of one…