756

I had ESPN 2 on last night while I was playing poker. Barry Bonds hit home run 756 thus breaking the record held for decades by Hank Aaron of 755 home runs. I personally feel that the all time career home run record and the all time leading goal scorer in Hockey are the most prestigious records in sports. There is no doubt Barry Bonds used steroids, knowingly or not knowingly, whatever he used clear and cream. Mark McGwire used steroids to break Roger Maris single season home run record. Raphael Palmeiro lied in a Grand Jury Testimony that he didn't use steroids, 2 months later he tested positive for steroids. Jason Giambi and Gary Sheffield also admitted using steroids. Jose Canseco wrote a book outing other players for using steroids and how he personally took steroids and introduced them to other teammates such as Ivan "Pudge" Rodriguez, Juan Gonzalez, and Mark McGwire. I'm sick of Barry Bonds being labeled as the only player to ever use steroids. At the time Ivan "Pudge" Rodriguez, Jose Canseco, and Juan Gonzalez all played for the Texas Rangers, the team was owned by now President Of The United States George Bush, I find this funny considering his speech telling athletes to be role models for todays youth and not to do steroids and protect the purity of the game.

Since it's so cool to be a Detroit Tigers fan I thought I would just mention that once a stiffer drug testing policy was introduced to Baseball Ivan "Pudge" Rodriguez showed up nearly 30 pounds lighter to spring training, interesting how this could happen. Gary Sheffield also admitted to using steroids (clear and cream) but doesn't consider clear and cream a steroid because steroids you "shoot them in your butt". So since you probably ride the Tigers cock you really have no room to hate on Barry Lamar Bonds.

What upsets me is that because of steroids there is tons of controversy surrounding this record. The only person to blame is major league baseball and their horrible steroid testing, it's a joke. If baseball didn't want to face this awkward situation that is presently occurring then they should have taken action a long time ago and enforced very strict testing (test every player, every month) from the star of the team to the last player with an irrelevant number and no name. What would be the harm in this, all I see is the benefits.

You can hate Barry Bonds because he was a compulsive cheater on his wife. You can hate him because of how cheap he is. You can hate him because he cheated on his taxes. You can't blame him for taking steroids, blame baseballs front office and the piss poor drug testing policy. Hundreds of players used steroids now quit picking on Barry Bonds. At one time baseball was getting horrible ratings, similar to hockey ratings the past 3 years. Guess what brought baseball ratings back up to a respectable level, steroids. When Mark McGwire and Sammy Sosa were both chasing Roger Maris single season home run record the American public regained interest and were mesmerized by the power of these two sluggers.

I blame it all on Hollywood

Love that is. Fads seem to migrate for Hollywood to suburbs around the country in a matter of weeks. While I am trying to fuck as many girls as possible (cute ones) everyone else is ready to get married and in "love". Words can't even begin to explain the nausea I feel over that word. Everyone is in "love" and all giggly, similar to a 7th grade girl dancing with a cute boy at a dance in the school lunchroom. After testing out 28 different vagina's in my life I'm yet to find the perfect one. A goal of mine is to sleep with 12 more women before my 24th birthday, bringing my total to 40. I also find it humorous when people don't know how many people they have slept with. I guess if you are in the 100's it could become tricky. Now let me role play and be Dr. Phil.

Why do all these people in love end up unhappy and possibly separated? The answer is quite simple: Everyone gets tired of a particular person in their life, it's natural. Everyone has learned their own ways of doing things and behaving. The second reason is also quite simple: People are attracted to other people. If any guys or gals reading this that are in "love" can say they have never checked a guy/girl out while being in "love"they are simply fibbing. After a long period of feeling the frustration of not being able to act on your natural impulse with that particular person stress builds and ultimately the relationship will struggle. I'm nothing but happy for people that are happy. If being in love puts a smile on your face then I'm happy for you.

I don't want a girlfriend. The new term to describe my female companions is "lady friend". It's becoming quite catchy and I actually get a kick out of it myself. Remember about 6 months ago when getting engaged was the hip Hollywood thing? Paris Hilton was engaged to Paris Latsis or whatever, then engaged to Mary Kates ex boyfriend and Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes got engaged and Nikki Hilton got engaged and I believe married to that 40 year old guy. It trickles down to everyday people. The new Hollywood craze is getting knocked up, maybe in a few months everybody will be knocking up chicks. I guess I just don't understand the whole I'm in love thing. I have never been in love, said I was in love, or anything like that. Maybe I lack something in my mind to have such strong feelings for another person?

I started Acutane on Wednesday and also joined a gym (Fitness 19). I overdid it big time. I just rode the bike today for 35 minutes then bladed 5 miles in the sub. My main interest at the gym is to lift but when my arms hurt to wipe my ass and masturbating hurts my arms I can't lift. Monday I will probably start up lifting again. In 5 months I will be a new Davey J with a clear face and the start of getting ripped. It's hard to even picture myself with clear skin although I can't wait to find out. I hope my liver enzymes don't increase and I can just keep taking this shit and get it done with. I also hope my major breakout occurs before school starts. Poker has been going well and life is good.

My piss in a bottle during a marathon heads up session about a week ago.
I take my Math final in about 1.5 hours and then I have a little less than a month off before school starts in the fall. I have been approved for Acutane after months of attempting dieting and sobriety to get my liver in shape. CVS gave me some problems trying to fill it and it needs to be authorized by my Insurance Company first and my Dermatologist needs to call them. Hopefully everything gets handled and I can begin it today. I went to bed at 11pm, woke up at 2, kinda fell asleep and got up at 4am. I went roller blading at the beach around 7am.

I need a haircut really bad so I might get that done today except I need to allow time for triple bookings which seem to happen 50% of the time. I also need to get my oil changed either today or tomorrow so I might just get that done today as well. I dropped one of my bitches on Sunday. Sometimes you just need to. Planning on playing many hours of poker during my school break.

NOT killing it

Since my last post I have dumped thousands back; sick beats, coolers, probably some bad play. I'm on the worst downswing. I feel like vomiting when I see people run bad but then I look at my stats and want to vomit. I can't win a coin flip to save my life. I stopped playing heads up and moved back to 6max simply because I can't afford the swings of heads up right now. It's just so sick how many coolers I have taken lately. 7d8d on a 10d9d3h all in vs. AdAs of course I don't hit a diamond,6,or J. Nothing like having a massive draw and not hitting. I could continue to complain but what fun is that for anyone? As a final note I will say: I have no idea what (if anything) I have been doing incorrect.

Killing it

I murdered the heads up games again today. I went down 3 buy ins (1800) to start then ended up winning it all back +5.5 buy ins (1500). I'm running at 14.4ptbb/hr or $172.80/hr. I have had some 8 buy in swings so I don't think it's just running good.
0-3 ptbb/hr= marginal winner
4-7ptbb/hr= good winning player
7-10ptbb/hr= one of the best at that level
Davey J runs at 14.4ptbb/hr so I guess you can just say I'm simply the best. Through 9,000 hands I'm running beyond awesome.

I want to start playing 5/10 and 10/20nl but due to previous bad decisions in those games I want a proper bankroll (more than I care to make public).

A lot of douches I have been playing seem to think I'm horrible (must be angry people and failures at life). Today I was playing a person that was the most aggressive I have ever seen. I adapted my strategy (no real set way to play heads up except to do the opposite of your opponent). I made a sick sick call for like $500 more on the flop with J8 on a 893 board and busted him. He put me all in on another hand preflop (I called with 88 because I figured I was 3-1 to win) he had A3 and hit an A on the turn and river (nice hand sir). I busted him pretty bad and I think maybe busted his account (won all the money he had in his account).

I have been wanting to buy a new watch for a few months now. I broke my old watch (only about $250) on Super Bowl Sunday. I don't want some cheap watch but rather a particular Breitling that costs $5,000. I'm not going to buy it but I do love it. When the time comes I would like to put 50% down on my first house or condo or whatever. The only reason I'm not in an apartment is noisy neighbors, cooking and cleaning, and being lonely. It's enjoyable for me to spend time with my parents and Max. If I moved out (even though I would still visit often) I think Max would be so sad. We spend so much time together and I love him so I wouldn't want to be away from him and I know he would feel confused and lonesome without me around. Max is my dog for the uninformed. I don't ever really clean anything around the house. I sometimes cut the grass for my Dad but he's anal about it and usually does it before I even think it needs to be cut. I don't do my laundry, dust, vacuum, dishes. The most I do is put my clothes away and dust my room. Since I work from my computer at home I would be spending most of my day by myself in an apartment, I would find this depressing before long. I also have a schedule opposite of most so noise would be an issue in an apartment, I don't like the idea of parking my car in a parking lot,

I have considered moving out of state and living in a poker house. Basically like 5 people move into a really sweet house, like a 400k house around this area. The downside would be wondering how people would handle downswings (I personally prefer to be left alone, I don't even really care to talk to people, even close friends, and generally feel depressed). The major benefit would be learning from others in the house at poker. I say learn because everyone plays different and one could gain an understanding on other styles, games, etc. Again, I don't want to leave Max so this is out. These people could be raging animals despite acting normal in posts online.

I wouldn't want to move in with some girl I was dating for my first moving out experience. If she wanted to sleep over a few nights a week that would be fine and kill some of the bordem of being by myself. But why just date one girl? The majority of people I know seem unhappy. I'm generally happy because I get new pussy every couple weeks and still fuck old pussy. I don't even know what the fuck I'm talking about.

I almost shit myself last night, took a massive, foul, wretched shit last night. I got home at 2:30am and proceeded to shit and vomit until about 7am. I feel asleep about 8am and missed my Math quiz today (not a super big deal but still sucks to lose the points). I'm blaming either Nathans Hot Dogs or Vitamin water. It was like food poisoning or something. I threw up like every half hour. My stomach is still sore (the muscles) from vomiting for hours. After my massive shit at the bowling alley I felt better, then after an hour felt like death. I should have walked down a lane and took my massive dump their. Imagine telling a friend, co-worker, bf, gf, etc. that some kid took a shit in a lane at the bowling alley.

A long no limit heads up session

I played a stunning 3,000 hands (all heads up) today. I dominated my opponents and had a nice win. The swings are sick. I plan to play more heads up and take a break from 6max. I'm starting to find 6max boring because I love action and heads up forces a person to play a lot more hands. I feel I only made 2 big mistakes which is OK for being still fairly new to heads up. Although I couldn't believe what this idiot called with preflop after I 4bet (Jh 7h). I jammed with AdKh on a Jd Qs 3h board. It was my only play really, well I could fold and let him think he can push me around.

My liver ultrasound came out good, nothing bad showed up. I guess blood work tells more than an ultrasound though. The ultrasound will catch a problem when it has already been around for a while, so if something is wrong it's not too late to fix it. I was looking forward to doing nothing but fucking this skank on Friday but of course I have a dermatologist appointment I forgot about, and this bitch is doing her friends hair.

With the poor economics in Detroit African Americans are migrating into the burbs. Just yesterday I went tanning and the girl working seemed semi cute but also seemed dirty (kinda like the slutty girls myself) so I inquire to my friend that also works at this place. Of course this girl has enjoyed black penis and dated this weird nigger who seems to only fuck white bitches. I did bang this stripper he knew on a very drunk and drug filled night so I can't really hate on the kid. I need to find me a black girl and just show up with Raketish out of the blue. That stripper (off duty) that I fucked had the most bruised legs I have ever seen. I guess thats normal from the pole (the one on stage).

waking up early

I woke up at 4:30am and have been up ever since. I have to get a liver ultrasound done and then go downtown to handle some stuff, I then will find myself in the roughest shape doing the most difficult Calculus work of the course. I only have 2 assignments left, sadly there due Thursday by 4pm.

For some odd reason I just received the wedding photos from my friends wedding that was over a year ago (June 06). The weather was perfect, I delivered a fantastic best mans speech (so I was told by family members of both parties). I didn't drink a drop of alcohol until after my speech was done (smart idea). It was the largest audience consisting of about 300 people. The key to a good speech is #1. don't be like that guy from wedding crashers talking about getting nursed through multiple cocaine relapses. #2. Mention something embarrassing but yet appropriate. Stories of banging hookers in Tijuana shouldn't be mentioned. Although one must add something from the heart. One year later the divorce is final, lol. I enjoyed browsing through the hundreds of pictures. Blogger isn't letting me upload them for some reason (happens quite often). I had probably the best sex of my life that night (on some random 55ft boat at The Grosse Pointe Yacht Club with my date Lisa).

It's odd to see the fallout of two people that appeared to be madly in love. I personally can't see myself married at 25. Watching 18 year old kids get married on that MTV show should be enough to make even the dumbest of people think about the actions they want to take. Perhaps I'm just not the type of person to get married. I'm in new hurry to get married or anything but I just wonder if I will ever be able to trust and actually love a female enough to spend the rest of my life with her. These 18 year old kids on that MTV show have probably felt the inside of 3 vagina's yet they found one with a comfortable fit and are ready to stop the search. I remember something my Law Professor (Robert Hechler) said in class one day ; I love the month of June because people are getting married, that means business will be booming in the fall. I guess most people get divorced in the fall from what he says. I need to hit the road and get to my doctor appointment.