I reach new levels of excitement
Aug. 26th, 2005 06:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Rousting myself to unheard-of levels of efficiency, I went to bed at 8.30pm last night (because I was tired) and woke, inevitably, at four in the morning. So I got up, put the whites in the washing machine, and wrote the newsletter (whilst playing some 5-10 on the other computer), which I sent out at 8.30am. Day's work done, and $60 up as well.
How to celebrate such an achievement, I asked myself? Hell, Most people in the poker world weren't even out of bed yet.
So I started giving the kitchen a proper clean. Yes, we certainly know how to live at Lewisham Towers.
Two hours later, I had finished one side, yes, one side, of the kitchen. I now have the most lopsidely-clean kitchen in Christendom. On the hob side, the cupboards are sorted and spotless, inside and out. The hob and oven gleam like a sergeant-major's boots.
On the other side, the fridge looks like several species of animal have gone extinct inside it, while the freezer has the detritus of several families of vegetable lingering at the base. I'll get round to it, eventually. I really will.
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The cricket went well. I've twice traded in and out, increasing my certain profit each time. The draw is currently my smallest winner (£2.10! Wow!) But a win for either England or Australia and I am doing well.
Richie Benaud's commentary reaches new lows. Hell, he was senile-going-on-Alzheimer's in 1994, but now he's going blind as well. Can I have been the only person who saw the Ponting wicket and said straight away that he got a nick before the ball hit his pads? Meanwhile, we get an hour's worth of slow-motion replays, and after seeing these Benaud said that the ball hit the pad and then the bat.
The view on the first ball of the day, given not out when there was clearly a nick before the ball went through to the keeper, was further obfuscated by Simon Hughes when he said that the "fat" noise shown on the "snickometer" was not the same as the "thin" noise caused when the bat nicks the ball, so that the noise was that of the batsman's bat hitting the ground, not of the bat hitting the ball. What should have been blindingly obvious was that this "fat" noise was of such a shape that the "thin" noise of the nick could have been subsumed within it. Jeez, all this technology, and people stop using their eyes.
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I reckon that, not counting the FPP freerolls, I have gone something like 18 tournaments without cashing. That in itself is a factor in the poor finances this month. Add to that the fact that I was convinced that I wasn't really doing anything wrong in limit -- that I had just been plain unlucky for eight weeks (I had been treading water since June 30), and it was a bloody good feeling when this afternoon it all clicked and for a couple of hours I could do no wrong. 13 pairs in 163 hands, and 11 of them won. That's all you need, and the profit kicked in accordingly. I shall stick to my promise and not mention any actual numbers less than five figures (or even four figures :-)). But, I tell you, it was a bloody nice sensation after weeks and weeks of feeling that you are swimming upstream.
How to celebrate such an achievement, I asked myself? Hell, Most people in the poker world weren't even out of bed yet.
So I started giving the kitchen a proper clean. Yes, we certainly know how to live at Lewisham Towers.
Two hours later, I had finished one side, yes, one side, of the kitchen. I now have the most lopsidely-clean kitchen in Christendom. On the hob side, the cupboards are sorted and spotless, inside and out. The hob and oven gleam like a sergeant-major's boots.
On the other side, the fridge looks like several species of animal have gone extinct inside it, while the freezer has the detritus of several families of vegetable lingering at the base. I'll get round to it, eventually. I really will.
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The cricket went well. I've twice traded in and out, increasing my certain profit each time. The draw is currently my smallest winner (£2.10! Wow!) But a win for either England or Australia and I am doing well.
Richie Benaud's commentary reaches new lows. Hell, he was senile-going-on-Alzheimer's in 1994, but now he's going blind as well. Can I have been the only person who saw the Ponting wicket and said straight away that he got a nick before the ball hit his pads? Meanwhile, we get an hour's worth of slow-motion replays, and after seeing these Benaud said that the ball hit the pad and then the bat.
The view on the first ball of the day, given not out when there was clearly a nick before the ball went through to the keeper, was further obfuscated by Simon Hughes when he said that the "fat" noise shown on the "snickometer" was not the same as the "thin" noise caused when the bat nicks the ball, so that the noise was that of the batsman's bat hitting the ground, not of the bat hitting the ball. What should have been blindingly obvious was that this "fat" noise was of such a shape that the "thin" noise of the nick could have been subsumed within it. Jeez, all this technology, and people stop using their eyes.
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I reckon that, not counting the FPP freerolls, I have gone something like 18 tournaments without cashing. That in itself is a factor in the poor finances this month. Add to that the fact that I was convinced that I wasn't really doing anything wrong in limit -- that I had just been plain unlucky for eight weeks (I had been treading water since June 30), and it was a bloody good feeling when this afternoon it all clicked and for a couple of hours I could do no wrong. 13 pairs in 163 hands, and 11 of them won. That's all you need, and the profit kicked in accordingly. I shall stick to my promise and not mention any actual numbers less than five figures (or even four figures :-)). But, I tell you, it was a bloody nice sensation after weeks and weeks of feeling that you are swimming upstream.
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Date: 2005-08-27 12:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-27 04:26 pm (UTC)Anyway someone in the crowd had put together a magnificent placard saying "No One Expects The King Of Spain". Vic Marks fought a valiant battle to try to explain this to Blofeld, who was up to speed enough with the "King Of Spain" bit but wasn't buying any Pythonesque references at all, and Marks soon wisely folded and gave up.
Maybe I'm rambling as much as he does, but for me, football or cricket, I want someone who can tell me quickly and accurately what's happening, and preferably what's going to happen which is beyond 95% of them (Boycott being the great exception in cricket), and THEN if there's any time spare start wittering about pigeons and buses.
All these cosy commentating "legends", Motson and Alliss are two more, just get on my nerves most of the time quite frankly. It's lazy, good old Auntie Beeb why should we change anything when you have to pay however crap we are anyway.
Andy.
Commentators et Al liss
Date: 2005-08-27 05:48 pm (UTC)Jonathan Agnew, Vic Marks and Mike Atherton (with a nod towards Mark Nicholas, who can be good but seems to have spates of direness) are probably the top drawer at the moment. I'm still not sure about Tony Greig, who is clearly intelligent, but once again seems to lapse into non-thinking mode every so often.
As for Benaud. This is the man who, when commentating on one-day games, always used to come out with the old chestnut "once the asking rate gets to more than six an over, well, the batting side are in trouble". Now, one would think that, after a side which had required six an over to win with five overs left had just polished off the target with an over to spare for the eighth match in succession, it might begin to sink in that this analysis was woefully wrong, but it didn't with Richie. He had his views, and he wasn't going to let the facts get in the way of them.
Re: Commentators et Al liss
Date: 2005-08-27 10:40 pm (UTC)Athers is excellent too, Agers great on the wireless.
Re: Commentators et Al liss
Date: 2005-08-28 09:57 am (UTC)Andy.
Re: Commentators et Al liss
Date: 2005-08-28 09:59 am (UTC)Andy.