I had finally uncorked everything I had bottled up while going deep in major events and having a series of near-misses. I shared my true feelings with you guys instead of just blogging about the usual ... another tournament and a bunch of hands I played (or misplayed).
But most importantly, I threw down the gauntlet and am challenging myself - to either have a big enough score to settle down, buy a house, and stop spending practically all of my days on the road grinding every stop on the tournament circuit, or to at least finish my degrees before I decide where to go from there.
If I do go back to playing professionally after I graduate, I should probably at least have that as backup.
Anyway ... this was actually my first time at the Bicycle Casino. It is located in Bell Gardens, Calif., which is part of the smog-coated town with about 10 hours of rush hour traffic per day known as Los Angeles.
I'd like to steal a friend's equation here: "LA traffic = the nut low."
It's a great town with a ton going on, and a great place to visit. However, I can't possibly imagine living there and dealing with bumper-to-bumper traffic on the highways almost every time I leave my house during daylight hours!
I heard nothing but bad things about The Bike before I went, so I was obviously expecting the worst. It's definitely not the Matt Stout: