I love tournament Poker at Full Tilt. Shit like this makes me want to believe the Tinfoil hat guys.
3 hours of tournament play comes down to a blind v. blind with 17 left. Set over set and quads for the suck.
Dealer: ScottMc posts the small blind of 600
Dealer: luckyknot posts the big blind of 1,200
Dealer: You have been dealt [4d 4c Ts As]
Dealer: T8urmoney folds
Dealer: ColeCMcL22 folds
Dealer: otto716 folds
Dealer: jsplate1 folds
Dealer: jimw99 calls 1,200
Dealer: dtools22 raises to 4,000
Dealer: ScottMc calls 3,400
Dealer: luckyknot calls 2,800
Dealer: jimw99 calls 2,800
Dealer: The flop is [3d 4h Kc]
Dealer: ScottMc bets 16,000
Dealer: luckyknot calls 16,000
Dealer: jimw99 folds
Dealer: dtools22 folds
Dealer: The turn is [3h]
Dealer: ScottMc bets 48,000
Dealer: luckyknot raises to 96,000
Dealer: ScottMc calls 23,084, and is all in
Dealer: luckyknot shows [3c 3s Qc 6d]
Dealer: ScottMc shows [4d 4c Ts As]
Dealer: Uncalled bet of 24,916 returned to luckyknot
Dealer: The river is [5h]
Dealer: luckyknot shows four of a kind, Threes
Dealer: ScottMc shows a full house, Fours full of Threes
Dealer: luckyknot wins the pot (190,168) with four of a kind, Threes
ScottMc: good god
Dealer: ScottMc stands up
Dealer: Hand #13304376176
Dealer: ScottMc finishes in 16th place and wins: $7.65
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Monday, July 6, 2009
Back to Basics
Man I forgot I even have this worthless page. I cant believe it has been so long since I posted. It is not like I have a job or anything keeping me from updating this fucking thing. Sad to say with Twitter and Facebook, this little piece of my world is slightly ignored. Add to it that my poker prowess is horrendous these days and you end up with a month long gap at ScottMc Poker. link yourself because JJOK says so
Where to begin... well lets take it in order shall we.
Work.
The Monday after mothers day I was called into the owner of my companies office and was told that the company no longer needed me, and that he didn't need to give me a reason why. He did however tell me that while I was one of the smartest people he had ever met in his 30+ years in our business and that he couldn't think of anyone that he knew of that he had placed in my job that had done it better. That all being said he fired me...
I didn't ask for any other reason beyond what he said already but that didn't stop him from continuing. He went on to tell me that he felt I was not "committed" to his company and that he was not going to have anyone working for him tell him how to do things. This made perfect sense to me as the former Vice President of Operations, the guy that sold his house and took his kids out of a school they loved, a guy that had forced his wife to change her job so that she could move with him to a different city, A CITY MIND YOU THAT I SWORE I WOULD NEVER MOVE TO.
He was right I was not committed, the 12-17 hour days I worked were nothing in comparison to the 3-4 hours he worked 3 days a week. My non-committal attitude was apparent the day he screamed over the PA system (mistakenly I might add because he didn't know how to use the phone system) a stream of profane racist and sexist comments. I was not committed when, against my better judgment, I gave into his demand to hire the "night time cleaning girl" to a better phone job in the office, even after pointing out that not only was she a undocumented illegal alien she barley spoke English which was a requirement of the job. My non-commitment was nothing compared to her looks and the fact that "if a little cash was tossed at her we might get to see her little brown tits". Well hopefully with my next job I will remember to be a little more committed to it.
The Job hunt.
I have been working since I was 15 years old. As of this moment this is the longest time since then that I have not had a job. The day I parted with my last job I was not concerned at all. I mean lets get real here, I have been in my industry for about 15 years, I have a proven track record for results, I have met very few people out there that know more than I do in my field and I study my industry furiously almost daily so that nothing at all gets by me. I have been complying contacts for over a decade and have a list of favors owed to me a mile long. This should be easy seeing as how I am in the 4th largest city in America and there are over 150 companies doing what I do.
I joked around on facebook today and said I have applied for over 600 jobs. It was a wild exaggeration on what it has felt like but I got curious and went back and looked. I have actually applied for 247 jobs in Houston, Austin, and Dallas. Of those 247 jobs I have gone to 11 total interviews and have been called back 4 times for second interviews. I have tried some pretty weird things to get in for interviews. I took a week and went to Austin and visited everyone I knew there in the business. I met with two guys I helped get jobs years ago, one told me there was no way he could hire me for any job he had because it would only take me 90 days to replace him. The other told me the same thing but he wouldn't even let me pass the lobby doors because he new his boss would see me and it would be over.
I set up meetings with several recruitment firms over a two day period while I was back home in Austin. All of them had jobs in my field and close to my pay range so I felt good about it. I brought donuts and breakfast tacos and made sure I remember all the names of all the right people. I drop the all the BS and just made it clear that I needed a job and that I was the right guy. I was given 2 pretty decent prospects out of all of this...it has been 5 weeks and not one single call back.
That same week I decided to do some old fashioned " Resume drop off " at a couple of places that I new were looking. I printed out their postings and took them with me and off I went. Funny thing about job hunting in 2009, no one will interview you if you show up and ask for one. When did we as a country become so reliant on e-mail and keyword searches that we stopped walking out to the front desk and looked someone in the eyes and spoke to them?
Back to Houston I came with my defeated tail tucked between my legs. I scored a great interview with a MAJOR bank right off the bat. I showed up for the first interview and met the corporate recruiter. Nice girl, for a 16 year old. It took some convincing and her showing me her DL to prove she was old enough at least to buy smokes (kidding here but she looked 16). The interview went great and lasted for almost 2 hours. I hit on all my strong points and felt really great about everything. When we finished she asked me if it would be alright to speak to one other person because there was a second job they were also looking for and it was very close to my skill set. The next person came in and he was a slick looking young guy that looked to be about the same age as the girl. He told me that she had said a lot of good things and asked me about this other spot and went on and on about it. We closed with me politely decline his offer for the second position and reiterating my favor for the original spot I was talking to them about. Slick told me that I would most certainly be getting that spot and that training classes would be starting on the 15th and the 30th and he would get me in ASAP. Days went by and I didnt hear from them so I decided to call. I was routed straight to Slick and he told me that there was a confusion and I had been "put in" for the second position, the first job had been filed and some how I was missed in that. The other job would require 3 more interviews a 4 hour test and a background check and I would need to wait 3 weeks.
I heard from them today. I was passed on. The decision was to be made by a group of 3 people I interviewed with and only one had seen my resume and decided to pass. I was told the other two were on vacation and since the posting date was closed as of today they had to pass on me.
So here I sit over 60 days without a job. One thing I do know for sure is the Houston experience is over. I am out of this fucking town for shot we get and headed back to the place where the people are weird the sangria is chilling and the music is the best in the world.
Austin be prepared, when I get back I will never leave you again.
Poker.
So shit this is a poker blog right? Poker has been fucking foul. The BBT4 was a total bust for me. I think Numbbono had the stats correct when he said I was the most consistent loser in the whole thing. I barely scored any points not to mention I didnt cash for shit in anything. While all that was going on I was also busy getting my teeth kicked in on all the ring games. I tracked over 20,000 hands over the BBT4 in cash games, I made the correct play 91.9% of the time but when I won, I won VERY little and when I lost, I lost MASSIVE!
I just dont have the same game I use to. I feel like a punch drunk old boxer, I can still get out there and dance around but if we slug it out I am getting clipped fast. I am sure a lot of this is that I dont play the same game anymore. I use to play 4-5 nights a week and now I play maybe 2 and for much lower stakes. I keep telling myself I am going to start over and relearn all the things I forgot but even as I write this I have lost 5 straight sit n go's. Three on really nasty beats and the other 2 because I just didnt seem to care about them. I am more confused about my future in the poker world than I am about the real world!
I am back to grinding sit and go's and wont play another ring game until I get at least 100 under me. Hopefully somewhere in there I can find my old swing and get back to playing and enjoying a game that has been apart of my life since I was in junior high
Where to begin... well lets take it in order shall we.
Work.
The Monday after mothers day I was called into the owner of my companies office and was told that the company no longer needed me, and that he didn't need to give me a reason why. He did however tell me that while I was one of the smartest people he had ever met in his 30+ years in our business and that he couldn't think of anyone that he knew of that he had placed in my job that had done it better. That all being said he fired me...
I didn't ask for any other reason beyond what he said already but that didn't stop him from continuing. He went on to tell me that he felt I was not "committed" to his company and that he was not going to have anyone working for him tell him how to do things. This made perfect sense to me as the former Vice President of Operations, the guy that sold his house and took his kids out of a school they loved, a guy that had forced his wife to change her job so that she could move with him to a different city, A CITY MIND YOU THAT I SWORE I WOULD NEVER MOVE TO.
He was right I was not committed, the 12-17 hour days I worked were nothing in comparison to the 3-4 hours he worked 3 days a week. My non-committal attitude was apparent the day he screamed over the PA system (mistakenly I might add because he didn't know how to use the phone system) a stream of profane racist and sexist comments. I was not committed when, against my better judgment, I gave into his demand to hire the "night time cleaning girl" to a better phone job in the office, even after pointing out that not only was she a undocumented illegal alien she barley spoke English which was a requirement of the job. My non-commitment was nothing compared to her looks and the fact that "if a little cash was tossed at her we might get to see her little brown tits". Well hopefully with my next job I will remember to be a little more committed to it.
The Job hunt.
I have been working since I was 15 years old. As of this moment this is the longest time since then that I have not had a job. The day I parted with my last job I was not concerned at all. I mean lets get real here, I have been in my industry for about 15 years, I have a proven track record for results, I have met very few people out there that know more than I do in my field and I study my industry furiously almost daily so that nothing at all gets by me. I have been complying contacts for over a decade and have a list of favors owed to me a mile long. This should be easy seeing as how I am in the 4th largest city in America and there are over 150 companies doing what I do.
I joked around on facebook today and said I have applied for over 600 jobs. It was a wild exaggeration on what it has felt like but I got curious and went back and looked. I have actually applied for 247 jobs in Houston, Austin, and Dallas. Of those 247 jobs I have gone to 11 total interviews and have been called back 4 times for second interviews. I have tried some pretty weird things to get in for interviews. I took a week and went to Austin and visited everyone I knew there in the business. I met with two guys I helped get jobs years ago, one told me there was no way he could hire me for any job he had because it would only take me 90 days to replace him. The other told me the same thing but he wouldn't even let me pass the lobby doors because he new his boss would see me and it would be over.
I set up meetings with several recruitment firms over a two day period while I was back home in Austin. All of them had jobs in my field and close to my pay range so I felt good about it. I brought donuts and breakfast tacos and made sure I remember all the names of all the right people. I drop the all the BS and just made it clear that I needed a job and that I was the right guy. I was given 2 pretty decent prospects out of all of this...it has been 5 weeks and not one single call back.
That same week I decided to do some old fashioned " Resume drop off " at a couple of places that I new were looking. I printed out their postings and took them with me and off I went. Funny thing about job hunting in 2009, no one will interview you if you show up and ask for one. When did we as a country become so reliant on e-mail and keyword searches that we stopped walking out to the front desk and looked someone in the eyes and spoke to them?
Back to Houston I came with my defeated tail tucked between my legs. I scored a great interview with a MAJOR bank right off the bat. I showed up for the first interview and met the corporate recruiter. Nice girl, for a 16 year old. It took some convincing and her showing me her DL to prove she was old enough at least to buy smokes (kidding here but she looked 16). The interview went great and lasted for almost 2 hours. I hit on all my strong points and felt really great about everything. When we finished she asked me if it would be alright to speak to one other person because there was a second job they were also looking for and it was very close to my skill set. The next person came in and he was a slick looking young guy that looked to be about the same age as the girl. He told me that she had said a lot of good things and asked me about this other spot and went on and on about it. We closed with me politely decline his offer for the second position and reiterating my favor for the original spot I was talking to them about. Slick told me that I would most certainly be getting that spot and that training classes would be starting on the 15th and the 30th and he would get me in ASAP. Days went by and I didnt hear from them so I decided to call. I was routed straight to Slick and he told me that there was a confusion and I had been "put in" for the second position, the first job had been filed and some how I was missed in that. The other job would require 3 more interviews a 4 hour test and a background check and I would need to wait 3 weeks.
I heard from them today. I was passed on. The decision was to be made by a group of 3 people I interviewed with and only one had seen my resume and decided to pass. I was told the other two were on vacation and since the posting date was closed as of today they had to pass on me.
So here I sit over 60 days without a job. One thing I do know for sure is the Houston experience is over. I am out of this fucking town for shot we get and headed back to the place where the people are weird the sangria is chilling and the music is the best in the world.
Austin be prepared, when I get back I will never leave you again.
Poker.
So shit this is a poker blog right? Poker has been fucking foul. The BBT4 was a total bust for me. I think Numbbono had the stats correct when he said I was the most consistent loser in the whole thing. I barely scored any points not to mention I didnt cash for shit in anything. While all that was going on I was also busy getting my teeth kicked in on all the ring games. I tracked over 20,000 hands over the BBT4 in cash games, I made the correct play 91.9% of the time but when I won, I won VERY little and when I lost, I lost MASSIVE!
I just dont have the same game I use to. I feel like a punch drunk old boxer, I can still get out there and dance around but if we slug it out I am getting clipped fast. I am sure a lot of this is that I dont play the same game anymore. I use to play 4-5 nights a week and now I play maybe 2 and for much lower stakes. I keep telling myself I am going to start over and relearn all the things I forgot but even as I write this I have lost 5 straight sit n go's. Three on really nasty beats and the other 2 because I just didnt seem to care about them. I am more confused about my future in the poker world than I am about the real world!
I am back to grinding sit and go's and wont play another ring game until I get at least 100 under me. Hopefully somewhere in there I can find my old swing and get back to playing and enjoying a game that has been apart of my life since I was in junior high
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Tonight bitches.
Big Game!
Big Game Mulligan!!!
Last chance for a TOC seat!!!!!!
get off your lazy ass and man the fuck up and play poker.
Listen to the Asshatfrat crew live on BDR!!!!
Monday, May 11, 2009
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
My Friend Marshall
I have decided to start a new project in my life. Hopefully it will breath life back into my blogging career.
I love me some Waffles and spend damn near every day talking to him. His insight and wisdom is cherished by me and I am starting a regular segment as an ode to our friendship.
I love me some Waffles and spend damn near every day talking to him. His insight and wisdom is cherished by me and I am starting a regular segment as an ode to our friendship.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
The Bubble Gum Money
Waffles money smells like bubble gum to me. I love it. I have played with him for 3+ years now and I cant remember a time he ever left the table with money. I am sure he will say at the very least he is break even with me but at one point early on in our lives together my wife made me stop playing him because she was afraid he would either kill himself or lose all his family's money to me.
My little buddy is going through some tough times right now so I want to make sure that I was there for him to take his mind off the little things like a failing marriage and very little in the looks department. So after I watched him bust out in the RC last night I decided I wanted to play a few hands and help him boost his ego... poor waffles
williamscott mcmillan: come play some HA with me
williamscott mcmillan: come get on the table for 25 minutes I am quitting top of the hour
Marshall Howland: nah
Marshall Howland: maybe another day
williamscott mcmillan: and why not?
Marshall Howland: tired
Marshall Howland: and not lucky tonight
williamscott mcmillan: if you lose to me I will ship back half
Marshall Howland: ok fine
Dealer: You have been dealt [9s 4s 7h Ah]
Dealer: ScottMc raises to $0.75
Dealer: SirFWALGMan calls $0.50
Dealer: The flop is [Kh 5s 3h]
Dealer: SirFWALGMan bets $1.50
Dealer: ScottMc calls $1.50
Dealer: The turn is [6c]
Dealer: SirFWALGMan bets $4.50
Dealer: ScottMc calls $4.50
Dealer: The river is [7d]
Dealer: SirFWALGMan bets $13.50
Dealer: ScottMc raises to $52.07, and is all in
Dealer: SirFWALGMan calls $4.58, and is all in
Dealer: Uncalled bet of $33.99 returned to ScottMc
Dealer: ScottMc shows a straight, Seven high
Dealer: SirFWALGMan mucks
Dealer: ScottMc wins the pot ($49.16) with a straight, Seven high
Dealer: SirFWALGMan is sitting out
Dealer: ScottMc is sitting out
Dealer: SirFWALGMan stands up
My little buddy is going through some tough times right now so I want to make sure that I was there for him to take his mind off the little things like a failing marriage and very little in the looks department. So after I watched him bust out in the RC last night I decided I wanted to play a few hands and help him boost his ego... poor waffles
williamscott mcmillan: come play some HA with me
williamscott mcmillan: come get on the table for 25 minutes I am quitting top of the hour
Marshall Howland: nah
Marshall Howland: maybe another day
williamscott mcmillan: and why not?
Marshall Howland: tired
Marshall Howland: and not lucky tonight
williamscott mcmillan: if you lose to me I will ship back half
Marshall Howland: ok fine
Dealer: You have been dealt [9s 4s 7h Ah]
Dealer: ScottMc raises to $0.75
Dealer: SirFWALGMan calls $0.50
Dealer: The flop is [Kh 5s 3h]
Dealer: SirFWALGMan bets $1.50
Dealer: ScottMc calls $1.50
Dealer: The turn is [6c]
Dealer: SirFWALGMan bets $4.50
Dealer: ScottMc calls $4.50
Dealer: The river is [7d]
Dealer: SirFWALGMan bets $13.50
Dealer: ScottMc raises to $52.07, and is all in
Dealer: SirFWALGMan calls $4.58, and is all in
Dealer: Uncalled bet of $33.99 returned to ScottMc
Dealer: ScottMc shows a straight, Seven high
Dealer: SirFWALGMan mucks
Dealer: ScottMc wins the pot ($49.16) with a straight, Seven high
Dealer: SirFWALGMan is sitting out
Dealer: ScottMc is sitting out
Dealer: SirFWALGMan stands up
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Busto!
I loved it! It was like jumping out of a plane with no parachute while wrestling a crocodile that is on fire with a time bomb on its tail!
-ScottyMc on why he plays Pot Limit Omaha
-ScottyMc on why he plays Pot Limit Omaha
When I look back at my time playing poker I can see many times when I “got broke”. Most of the time I would just reload and get it going again, rebuild and then play for another year before variance caught up with me. Poker was always easy to sit and do and if I played my game I won and if I got away from my game I would lose.
Back in the Party Poker days I was strictly a limit player. I would 6 table mid-limit holdem $3-$6 to $5-$10 and eek out about 4 BB per hour profit per table. I needed to play by the book at that point because when I first made the switch to online poker I lost about $19K in 8 months trying to play to big and too fast. There I was spending 10-16 hours a day in front of a computer with 6 tables opening clicking a button like a Monkey in hopes of a banana falling out of the sky. God Damn I was bored. Anyone that knows me or has ever read this blog or any of my other blogs knows I got a wee bit of a addictive personality. Like an addict we tend to use whatever drug we are on until we get tired of it or die, always looking for the next high to get us going. For me it was November of 2002
I need a new drug.
I was sick and tired of playing on PP and while I had dug myself out of a $19K hole and was well into the positive in poker bank roll Limit hold’em just wasn’t getting me high anymore. Like any good drug if it doesn’t melt your butter it is time to find a new one. I left Party Poker for Full Tilt Poker and Poker Stars and left Limit games for the high of NL- hold’em Poker and repeated history. My first month playing NL poker I got killed, I played way to big and way too long and was on the verge of getting broke. I didn’t care though I was on a rush I felt great; I felt the tingle in my belly. I was on the outside looking in and loved it. To this day I still recall the words of my old poker Guru…
“If it doesn’t hurt it isn’t fun”
I LOVED THE HURT. Oddly enough a few things happened. Full Tilt started to take off and a flood of new players joined the games and poker on TV happened and that gave us the boom to the game. For 5 years I sat in the NL games on FTP and Stars and got my nightly fix. I never lost too much and was always in the game. In 2003 I recorded 3 $10K profit months, coming into 2004 I was high as a kite but maintaining that high was hard.
I tried everything I could to stay up but online poker wasn’t making me tingle like it use to. I started concentrating on live games around Austin, first on the weekends and the finally after about 5 months I was playing 5-6 nights a week. I killed the games. I was so jacked up on my high that nothing else mattered. I would take off work in the middle of the day and go hit the room. I was at the room so regularly that the guy that ran the game bought me a safe so I could keep my money there instead of carrying around large sums of cash.
Coming Down
I got a call one night from my wife telling me she just fell off a chair changing a light bulb and thought she broke her leg. I was sitting in a game and it was FAT. I was up about $2100 that night and there was another $10K on the table calling to me. I was so high on the game I didn’t want to leave. I fought off the urge to lie and left the game making it home right as the fire department was pulling up. The wife’s leg was not broken just bruised real bad; it was me that was really hurt. I realized that night that I was so high on poker I couldn’t operate as a normal human. I cut back on the games greatly and tried to avoid online play all together. I spent more time with my wife and played just a few times a month. Life was good and I was getting high at home cooking for the family and watching TV with my son. Life was good…
The Urge
It was about the time the BBT3 started last year that the urge kicked in. Work sucked on a level I had never seen. Add the stress of 2 new mouths on the way and like any junkie I needed to get high. I had been playing sporadically but when the dragon pokes his head out of the cave there is no middle gear. I hit the poker tables online again. Ah sweet pleasure. I could feel it running warm through my veins, BBT3 events nightly and the Bodonkey going on!!! Ah sweet, sweet nectar. I was killing the tournaments and cash games online at bodog and doing great at the cash games on FTP too. It was during this time that I started playing PLO live and online. I was first turned on to it during a Skillz event and I remember how sweet it was. It was so crisp and clean and NEW, the pain it caused the sweet sweet hurt it brought. Nightly I would flop the best hand and lose to the donkey that called. The soul bruises it caused felt so painful but all I needed to ease the pain was to log in again and load another table.
I was backed for most of the BBT3, not because I needed the money mainly because I didn’t want to take money away from my PLO habit. I was up to 4 tables a day at that point and the cash reserves were dwindling down. Luckily I had a stopping point in mind. I promised my wife that once the BBT was over and the girls were born I was going to quit…I did and it didn’t hurt. There were no shakes the night sweats didn’t get me. I was at home playing with my kids instead of playing with my little computer.
Cold Turkey
I was good for about 6 months. I loved being at home and being the Dad. I had no urges, I was to busy being ankle deep in baby bottles and shitty diapers. Worked sucked more than anything, but it didn’t matter because I was at home with my girls and my son. I had quit cold turkey and had no crippling urges.
The sickness
I am not sure when it happened but one day I woke up and found I was playing PLO. I had jumped back online and moved some money from a few other poker accounts around and was doing good playing NL but I would have 5 tables up and one of them would be PLO. It felt so good clicking the buttons… POT! REPOT!!! 16 outs twice let’s get it in with 2 to come! POT! POT POT! I loved it! It was like jumping out of a plane with no parachute while wrestling a crocodile that is on fire with a time bomb on its tail!
In one session on Bodog I started playing $100 PLO and was up $4k in 6 hours only to lose it all in 25 minutes when I moved up to $1000 PLO. What did I care I had started the session that week with $100 bucks and worked my way up.
Rock Bottom
I have seen my somewhat healthy bankroll get completely depleted and my “just in case” bankroll is wiped out. As it stands today I am … BUSTO… Pot Limit Omaha has been my weakness and my weakness has gotten me broke. Once again I am an addict without a drug.
Maybe Waffles will loan me $11 so I can play the Mookie this week.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Astros home opener
I went online today to pick up some tickets to the Astro's home opener... this was my security word.
i think I will hold off buying online from them
i think I will hold off buying online from them
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
I hate Houston
The BBT4 is here! I am on the fence about playing this year. I am sure I will hit some of the events like the Mookie and the Big Game but will probably skip the rest. Last year I went into to poker overload trying to get in as many games as I could and by the end I was just phoning it in.
Top Five Things I hate about Houston and the surrounding Area.
5. Ethnic Diversity
Please understand that I have nothing against Ethnic diversity if it is celebrated. This place however is the largest melting pot of races I have ever seen where everyone hates each other and wants to be separated. The lines are clearly defined. If you go down that road and take a left it is China town and for God’s sake don’t stop there and ask for directions they will just yell at you. If you take that exit off the freeway you are in the “Black” part of town and make sure you look your doors when you go there. They look at White people like they insane. Hang a right of that road over there and you hit the Mexican part of town. Be careful there are kids are all over the place unattended. My favorite however is the WHITE part of town. I never seen anyplace in my life so strict, it is like everyone is assigned a role to play. All the houses look the same all the cars look the same all the streets look the same. Please, Please , Please don’t try to fuck with the status quo and do anything that is “Off White” they will freak the fuck out.
All of these people together in one place in the 4th largest city in the USA and I have never seen so much outright hate split down racial lines.
Don’t get me started on the cops here. I LOVE cops I really do. I think they get the worst rap in the world 98.5% of the time but the cops here in Houston… shit they will kill you for turn signal violations. I wrote a song about it… wanna hear it??? Here it goes.
Drivin while black Drivin while black
If you are in the wrong place will shot you in the back.
We don’t care
If you live there
We will drop your ass and cover you with crack
Drivin while Brown Drivin while Brown
We are going to kill your Latin ass for being in the wrong part of town.
Drivin while Brown Drivin while Brown
If you are in Bellaire we are going to put you down.
Drivin while black Drivin while black
If you are local celeb you still get no slack
Drivin while black Drivin while black
You drive a nice car you must deal crack
Drivin while Brown Drivin while Brown
You must be illegal if you live in this part of town
That is my “Drivin while Ethnic Song”…it is soon to be a hit.
4. All the Baptists / Mega Churches
For Fucks sake how many churches the size of airports do we need? Joel Osteen is here.
His church is now in the old Summit where the Rockets use to play.
He has another one over on the Gulf Freeway that looks like a small airport.
You also get to see the 2nd Baptist church… don’t know the difference between them and the first Baptist except they have a church the size of a Mall down the street from my house.
3. Road Rage (Thiers not mine)
Almost daily I see shit happen a stoplight here. I have seen men throw down over not letting someone else in I have seen women ram the back of cars in anger. Just last Friday I say a guy get out of his car and go all bat-shit crazy with a crowbar on another person’s car. I have seen cars side by side on the Freeway doing 60mph with people throwing shit out the windows at each other. I myself have twice gotten out of my car and knocked on someone’s window to chat with them about how stupid their driving is. We are not talking about Chinese driving or old folks in California near farmers market driving. We are talking about normal people like you and I that get behind the wheel of a car and for some fucking reason think that whatever they have to do today is more important than the life of my children and me.
2. Over population of shitty restaurants while not having enough decent places to eat.
Ok I am a wee bit of a snob when it comes to food. You wouldn’t know it by the foods I eat but rather the places I chose to eat it. I like nice places to eat and by that I don’t me Fancy I mean nice places with good atmosphere and good service. The following is a list of places you will NOT find me
Applebee's Neighborhood
Black Eyed Pea
Chili's Grill & Bar
Chipotle Grill
Cracker Barrel Restaurant
Denny’s
Fuddruckers
International House of Pancakes
Johnny Rockets Restaurant
Luby's Cafeteria 485 S. Mason Rd. Katy, TX 281-492-2016
Outback Steakhouse
Panera Bread 19502
Rainforest Café
Red Oak Grill
Rib Room
Saltgrass
Souper Salad
Texas Roadhouse
TGI Friday's Restaurant
Wings & More
These are all within 15 minutes of my house and I try to avoid them at all costs
There are a few mom and pop type places around but none are overly exciting to go to. I just don’t want to go to a place where I am going to be forced to eat and pay for the latest trendy grill mixed with “insert booze name here”.
via videosift.com
1. Urban Sprawl and shitty areas
Holy fuck nuts are there some shitty as places here. I fully understand that there was a Hurricane here a few months back but in some places that only helped to improve the look. There are entire areas here where people just don’t give a flying fuck about how the area looks. Now remember I grew up here and have been coming here for years since I left but haven’t lived here full time since I was 12. I can truly tell you if I had to grow up in this town I would be a pimp-crack dealing-cop killer-Massage parlor owning thug.
Add the shitty looking areas to the areas where you just can’t get away from traffic and apartment complexes next to cookie cutter suburbs and it makes a guy want to go insane.
Thats about all I got for today. just so I dont fill the whole day up with hate here is my favorite clip from the "AWARDS" season
Friday, February 6, 2009
This is what the bailout was for?
What the hell is going on here? I have been apart of some really bad company parties and team builders but this is unreal.
On to other news...
I decided to sit down and play a little poker last night and work some of that thrilling Mookie Winnings into a little run. I ran AA into a runner runner 4 flush in the Daily Double A and ran KK into 44 in the B, so I got that going for me.
I want to thank everyone that sent me emails about my Mookie win and also good Ju-Ju on my Camp Profile... no I was not fucking the ferret.
Marshall Howland: lol
Marshall Howland: WHAT DID YOU DO TO THAT POOR FERRET!
williamscottmcmillan: fuck off
Marshall Howland: lool
Marshall Howland: is that true? hahaha
Marshall Howland: i cant stop laughing
williamscottmcmillan: yes it is in fact true
Marshall Howland: she really flicked you
Marshall Howland: BWAHAHAHAHAHA
SO now I got Waffles of all people laughing at me which means I have hit total rock bottom!!!
Marshall Howland: WHAT DID YOU DO TO THAT POOR FERRET!
williamscottmcmillan: fuck off
Marshall Howland: lool
Marshall Howland: is that true? hahaha
Marshall Howland: i cant stop laughing
williamscottmcmillan: yes it is in fact true
Marshall Howland: she really flicked you
Marshall Howland: BWAHAHAHAHAHA
SO now I got Waffles of all people laughing at me which means I have hit total rock bottom!!!
Thursday, February 5, 2009
HOLY $@#% I won the friggin Mookie!
Are you shitting me! I won a fucking Mookie. I would have swore I would have caught a wood fairy and his magic secrets before I managed to get one of these under my belt!I played solid poker only seeing 13% of flops and winning 16 out of 18 showdowns. I also won every pre-flop all in I played and all 5 coin-flips I was in... that is almost as sick as winning the fucking Mookie right there.
I really wanted to get heads up with April because beating her in poker is like running a foot race against the fatkid in class, you know you can win it is just up to you to drag it out as long as you want. Please it allowed me to finally pay her back the $$$ I owe her for late night ambien fuled PLO games. Maybe now she will post some more instead of just half-assing it with the fucking all day twitter sessions!
Love peace and hair grease y'all and remember when in doubt blame Waffles.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Poker, Skillz, Life and oh yeah Comcast Cable can suck a dick
I have not played as much poker as I thought I would since coming out of retirement. I am sure much of this has to do with my Xbox addiction. I did make it out to to the Skillz game last night however for a little H.O.R.S.E action.I am a big fan of mixed limit games but rarely play them online because the action is so much slower than NL and PL games but it is nice for a change of pace. I made my start in poker playing 7-stud and 7-stud H/L when I was younger and the first 3 years of my online life were spent plying Limit HE. over the last 2 years or so I have gotten pretty solid at O8 as well and find myself playing it more and more these days due the the extremely horrible play from most at the mid levels. Then there is Razz...
If Razz had a wife I would screw her when Razz left to go to work. I would show up at Razz's house every day and spend countless hours pleasuring his wife. I would get her hooked on coke and then trick her out to anyone I could find with $2 bucks in their pockets. If you have not figured out, I HATE RAZZ. Most times when I play mixed and horse if there is a RAZZ round I like to get up and go make dinner or stab kittens with an ice pick. I once had a choice of playing Razz or kicking my grandmother in the face...I broke her nose with a Chuck Norris type round house!. But enough about Razz, lets move on to Comcast Cable.
When the Tournament start there was some really slow play going on and we sound found out that 5 of the 6 bloggers at the table were on Comcast cable. We took turns for the first hour saying I am sorry for the disconnects and tried as we might had a real rough time of getting an orbit in without one of us disconnecting. I had managed to stay fairly close to my starting stack until after the break as the Stud HI round was starting. MY first disconnect came as I was dealt AA with a K for the door and 4th street dropping a third A on my lap. Yup I got dropped from FTP right then and there. FUCK YOU COMCAST I GOT A $10 BLOGGER GAME TO WIN!!!
I soon got my internet back and after a few hands had managed to work my way up to 4th place but then at 10:04 CST *BLINK* Comcast had ended my night of poker playing. I awoke this morning to find that my internet was still down and a call to Comcast was answered by a young lady telling me maybe I needed to restart my computer and it sounded like the problem was on my end. Now keep in mind the only thing I said to her was that my internet was out and had been for 6 hours... I gave no other info then that...but it is on my end? We have 3 computers in our house and for 6 years all of them have worked fine until I got to Katy and got Comcast but the problem must be on my end. Well Comcast thank you very much for helping me find something to hate more than Razz. If I was a Serial Killer I would Kill Comcast Cable instead of Chinese drivers like I always wanted to.
Life!
Life is good, all 3 kids are doing great and seem to have adjusted to the move to Houston/Katy well. Connor has a good daycare and the girls are starting to pull up on things. Work is an 8 out of 10 for me so I got that going and my wife loves working from home and is doing some great stuff. EXCEPT SHE WORKS ONLINE ALL DAY AND FUCKING COMCAST CANT GET THEIR SHIT TOGETHER LONG ENOUGH TO GIVE US ONE FULL DAY OUT OF 60 OF WORKING SERVICE!
Ok I lied I said I was done with Comcast but I am not, gimme a sec.
Top Ten things Iwould do to Comcast
10. If Comcast was on the side of the road broke down I would not stop to help
9. If Comcast was getting bet up by young hoodlums I would not stop them.
8. I f I was at Comcasts house I would drink the last beer, not flush the toliet and lets is dog out of the house.
7. I would wipe boogers on Comcast
6. I would order pizzas and Chinesse from every delivery place in town and send them to Comcast house every hour
5.I would take Comcasts parking spot everyday
4. I would take Comcasts lunch out of the work fridge and make a cock sandwich and put it back in the fridge like nothing ever happened.
3. I would date Comcasts sister, get her preggers and never call her again and then tell all my friends she is a whore.
2. I would make Comcast have Comcast internet service
and Number 1!!!
1. I would give Waffles Comcast Yahoo IM ID so that they would have to talk to him for 14 hours a day like I have to !!!
See you at the Mookie!
Warning to BuddyDank I might invade your airwaves to talk about all things SCOTTMC POKER
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Some day's...
Some day's you want to give someone the benefit of the doubt and feel for them because of the tough decision they had to make. You know, deep down that they sat down and thought about it long and hard and weighed all the options and looked at it from every little angle and made a educated choice to do what they had to do...then other days you think that the person making the decision is a brain dead fuck tard so for out of touch with reality that their only hope for succeeding is blind dumb luck.
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Play off picks
Forgot to post these earlier
Colts -2
Eagles -3
Cardinals +2 1/2
Dolphins +3 1/2
and about a 5 different parlay bets to go with it including all 4 overs!
Oh yeah and poker sucks too...
This hand
This hand
This hand
and
This hand can all bite my dick
Nothing like losing $1000 or so to make your day feel better.
I would love it if anyone call tell me if I played any of the above hands wrong... be warned I will more than likely call you a mother fucker if i dont like you answer
Colts -2
Eagles -3
Cardinals +2 1/2
Dolphins +3 1/2
and about a 5 different parlay bets to go with it including all 4 overs!
Oh yeah and poker sucks too...
This hand
This hand
This hand
and
This hand can all bite my dick
Nothing like losing $1000 or so to make your day feel better.
I would love it if anyone call tell me if I played any of the above hands wrong... be warned I will more than likely call you a mother fucker if i dont like you answer
Friday, January 2, 2009
Happy New Years to me!
Nothing like hitting a parlay!!! $25 for $4200
Date placed: Jan 01, 2009 11:00a Outcome: Win
Date settled:
Jan 02, 2009 5:04a
8 Team Parlay132455965
Football - College Lines (Game) Point Spread
(245) Iowa -4 (-120) Thu@11:00a
Final Scores
Iowa 31
South Carolina 10
Football - College Lines (Game) Total
(245) Iowa vs. (246) South Carolina Under 43 (-115) Thu@11:00a
Final Scores
Iowa 31
South Carolina 10
Football - College Lines (Game) Point Spread
(248) Nebraska +1 Thu@1:00p
Final Scores
Clemson 21
Nebraska 26
Football - College Lines (Game) Total
(247) Clemson vs. (248) Nebraska Under 57 Thu@1:00p
Final Scores
Clemson 21
Nebraska 26
Football - College Lines (Game) Total
(249) Michigan State vs. (250) Georgia Under 57 (-105) Thu@1:00p
Final Scores
Michigan State 12
Georgia 24
Football - College Lines (Game) Point Spread
(250) Georgia -9½ Thu@1:00p
Final Scores
Michigan State 12
Georgia 24
Football - College Lines (Game) Total
(251) Penn St. vs. (252) USC Over 45 (-115) Thu@5:00p
Final Scores
Penn St. 24
USC 38
Football - College Lines (Game) Point Spread
(252) USC -10 (-105) Thu@5:00p
Final Scores
Penn St. 24
USC 38
Risk US$ 25.00 to win US$ 4223.88
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