Fuck, that PLO session felt bad, even if I only lost one buy-in. Lots of calling preflop raises in position with playable hands and check-folding when I whiff. Multiple players commented on how I wasn’t playing many hands.
A few hands.
Straddled pot, folded to the SB who calls. I call in the BB with AA74r. Straddler raises. SB calls. I call.
Flop is A53r. I flop top set and a nut gunshot. Checked to UTG who bets smallish. Call. Call.
Turn is an offsuit jack. SB lead for less than half pot. I call. UTG folds.
River is a 3. I have the second nuts. Villain bets 150, which is maybe half pot. I jam for 330 effective. Villain tanks, openly asks if I play AA that way, thinks I may have quads, and finally calls with 55xx.
Another hand. Passive player limps. Somewhat aggressive guy who may be tilting pots it. I repot with AKKTss. Limper pots it with the most obvious aces ever. I told.
I got it in on the flop with the table fish where we both had the nut straight but I had the nut flush draw. I gave him the option and he chose to run it twice. I binked on the second runout to take three quarters.
My last hand was against the same fish. All in on the turn with flopped top set vs a flush draw. He hit both rivers to scoop.
I noped it out of there but all the good food was closed and I wasn’t going to eat at the Taco Bell cantina and I wasn’t walking any further, so I ate a Larabar.
Checking out the next day, I forgot a couple of credit cards in the safe and had to run back from the PH garage to my room. Luckily, the key still worked.
I’m moving over to the Gold Coast. Currently eating at Monta Ramen. I was so starved, I didn’t even take a picture before crushing my bowl.
I have to pick up my Las Vegas Advisor coupon book. One other bad beat. I went to LVA when I arrived, checked my email for the receipt, and couldn’t find it. I checked the website and it was still processing, so I headed to my hotel. Ten minutes later, I get the notice that my book is ready for pickup.