Single Again and Moving to Colorado

Well I’m single again. I’m responding by moving to Colorado for the winter, with the intention of buying a place here sometime in the next six months and move into it before the World Series next June. I’m happier in Colorado, and I’m stoked to have done well enough in my career to have the opportunity to do something as outlandish as living in a ski town for the winter because I want to and can.

I wonder though about the longevity of my happiness with poker. I worked my ass off in the last three months since coming off the ranch, profited over $50k, and have been in a funk lately. Perhaps it’s the changing of the seasons. Gloominess has always made me depressed, enough so that it may have cost me a marriage in Minnesota. Karri felt like I had withdrawn lately, which is a symptom of unhappiness. I don’t have any reason to be unhappy with life or poker. Perhaps its the common angst that every human being feels when stuck in a routine. But if this is a routine that I’m unhappy with then there’s something wrong with me, and I don’t feel unhappy, so that shouldn’t be it. Perhaps I’m afraid of getting close to somebody and being hurt again. Maybe thing just weren’t meant to be. I dunno.

I’ve been pretty bummed since becoming single though. I liked that one. Haven’t done much outside of the apartment, although I’ve done plenty of work on growing my third beard of the year. New life record there. Ordered a hitch and a trailer for the truck, scheduled to pick it up on Saturday. Just shipped $1200 to a dude I’ve never met from a listing in craigslist for a 2 bedroom apartment in Frisco that I’ve never seen before. Dude sounds a lot like me, he was in Hawaii being alive when I talked to him on the phone. Sorted laundry, started thinking about what is going to go with me to Colorado and what’s going to stay here in storage.

Haven’t wanted to play poker much. When I have it hasn’t gone well. I really think there’s a direct correlation between personal happiness and success on the felt. I have played a lot of Magic drafts online. Trying to decide now if I’m going to play the $5k at the Bellagio tomorrow. Probably shouldn’t due to the fact that it’s drawn a gnarly field for the past couple years and I sure ain’t sharp right now. We’ll see, depends on sleep, which I haven’t been doing awesomely lately either, and the field I find tomorrow. Either way I’m on schedule to be in Colorado Monday. Jared’s gonna help me move out, I’m paying for his trip and flight back. Seems fair to me, I’m certainly going to need help getting a king bed moved.

Played the $500 NLHE event 1 of the Bellagio Five Diamond Friday. Went nowhere. Took Saturday off, did errands, and hung with local friends at my brother’s bar Half Shell, had a good ol time. Played online Sunday, did nothing. Played the $1k Monday, got owned by Joseph Cheong, who made a great call against my squeeze with ATo. I had 97o, and if that’s in my range, then ATo is a great call. He was UTG too with two callers behind for 22 bbs.

Yup I’m gonna just get outta Dodge this week, make sure I do so well, putting most of my stuff in storage, getting my mustang, motorcycle, and snake to my brother’s house, getting the truck worthy. I may or may not play a little cash along the way, but I’m certainly excited to spend the winter in a ski town.

Peace and good luck,

Devo

Happy Thanksgiving and Bye Bye LA

Wednesday I took Karri to LAX. It was significantly less crowded than I was expecting early in the afternoon. I then met my cousin for lunch in Glendale. We had a couple of margaritas and caught up. I don’t get to spend enough time with my extended family. I then went to Mom’s place, worked online a bit, and then to Montana’s for their annual pre-Thanksgiving party. I usually know a bunch of people from high school there, turns out I didn’t know anybody. Came home shortly thereafter.

Thanksgiving was spent at my cousin’s place in Orange County. There isn’t a younger generation in our family yet, so we still sit at the kids table outside. We’ve gone through a bottle of tequila every holiday for like the last seven years. I love them all and was happy to spend a day with them.

On the drive home I was flipping through artists in my Mom’s iPod and my name was in there. I expected to find a radio show or something, instead I found a 25 minute recording from 1984. It was my 3 year old voice with my young mother and (now dead) father. The last time I heard his voice was father’s day 1998. It hurt to hear it again. I feel so ripped off not getting to experience adult life with a father.

I wasn’t feeling very social anymore and decided to drive home that night mostly to spend some time thinking, but traffic is usually brutal heading out of LA the day after Thanksgiving so I wanted to avoid that too.

Came home to an apartment entirely re-floored. All new carpet and flooring. And a new fridge that doesn’t make noise. Maybe the next tenant will have a better experience here. My heart is pretty set on Colorado. I have always wanted to spend an entire winter in a ski town and am going to do it this one. I spent the day checking out rentals, and it’s looking like I’m going to end up in the Breck/Frisco area. Feels most like me.

Played the first event of the Bellagio Five Diamond series today, a $540 NLHE tourney that drew 230+ runners. I never had anything, got a pair of jacks and ran them into aces in level 6. When I got home I grabbed my truck keys, found it odd that I found one set in my safe instead of two, threw my skis into the bed, unlocked and opened the driver’s door. First time I’d been in my truck since before Chicago, like over seven weeks. I found my 2nd set of keys in the ignition. Whoops. She fired right up, I took the skis to get tuned, bought snake food, and Devo food at In-N-Out.

Peace and good luck,

Devo