Texas Calculatem and Poker Office Blog

Yes, the blog is still here, though I don't plan on updating it at present.

I just cleaned up a few broken links as they kept on popping up on my logging application.

For more Poker Software stuff, please see my buddy's Poker site here:

http://www.pokersoftwareanalysis.com/

For Poker Blogs, Rottie and Juice have shut down their blogs. Acorn and Kronsdat are still alive and well (actually, Acorn's a bit injured, so please send him some love). dD has been blogging about a live Poker game that he attended with a few other bloggers (including Kronsdat).

- http://www.bigdealer.blogspot.com/
- http://littleacornpoker.blogspot.com/
- http://rimeoftheancyentmarinere.blogspot.com/

The post of the month has got to go to dD, with Serf Control. It has a selection of comments regarding the arena of reality TV, in particular, the X Factor.

However, I find it unlikely that dD truly abhors the abuse of the weak. It was only yesterday that he offered to join me at the tables, after reading about my red mist issues (click here for the evidence).

Anyway, according to the IQ test on Facebook, I have an IQ of 69. Does that classify me as being weak and needy, and deserving of some sort of disability allowance?

The red mist is hitting. I'm sizing up my bets on the SNG's at Pacific and losing. Not good.

Anyway, I'm also working on a new betfair application that uses the API rather than screenscraping. It currently manages to watch a few markets, but does not place bets or crunch numbers yet. In order to implement some sorting, I'll need to look at this example.

I have not done any Poker lately, but have a live game in Chertsey on Friday. It's a bit of a trek, but my friends have just bought a new flat and I'd like to see it.

My friend El has also bought a new flat down the road from me in Tooting. Alas, her road isn't too safe, and I was accosted by a drunk Polish builder last Thursday, not fifty yards from her front door. SMT SMT. The fool told me he'd kill me if I didn't take him to Waterloo, so I decided to call 999. Oh well. I'd recently been in contact with a girl from school who's now a police woman in the area, and she informed me that it's now very popular for Polish dudes to come to the Borough of Wandsworth and get very drunk while threatening locals. Oh well. I guess they just work hard need to let off some steam.

Edge Trading is coming along OK at the moment. My business associate has overcome most of the basic technical difficulties, but is hampered by fear. I need to get him to trade more in order to increase his confidence. Once that's out of the way we should be our way to printing millions.

Moving onto more seedy affairs, my cheapskate mate created a fake facebook persona, with which to cause trouble and humiliate random people, as well as those who have crossed us in the past. Anyway, some Londoner asked the fake persona if she wanted a one night stand. That's a very direct question. So I sent him some whore prices from the Temple of Perfection, and will forward out conversation to all his buddies if he takes the bate. NICE!

Didn't do too much today. Just some general bits and bobs.

The day began routinely enough, though our clearer told us that we're exceeding our risk limits and should take it a bit easier. That gave us a chuckle, so we went to lunch and had sushi from Leadenhall.

I've cashed out my life savings and bought shares in the new venture. Alas my business partner is having trouble cashing out the pennies he has in his gambling accounts, so it may take until the end of the week until he starts trading for real. SMT. For some reason, the girl at Abbey thought he was being suspicious, and therefore decided to lock his account for ten days. What a spiteful girl! That lockdown could cost us dear, as it's now going to take even longer for him to transfer his cash into the company.

I attempted to withdraw £250 from the £300 I had remaining in Capital Spreads. Alas I could only withdraw £230 as £70 was from a refer a friend bonus. As a result, I'm £20 out of pocket so far. If I can withdraw the remaining £70 then I'll be a happy boy.

A couple of colleagues tried a new massage parlour. It was £30 for 30 minutes. Alas I was too busy to attend, but according to rumour mill, happy endings can be guaranteed for an extra £10.

We watched Cramer on CNBC. What a clown. Here's the video:



For some reason he thinks the markets owe him a living, and seems to want Bernanke to bail him out. I guess he's lost a lot of money, and the stress of recent weeks shows quite clearly. Nice.

At the end of the day, there was a serious mispricing in the Bund. My buddy, who trades it for a big bank, said it was silly to trade in the current climate. But we decided to throw caution to the wind, on the assumption that we could cash out 5 minutes later. Unfortunately the opportunity liquidate our positions did not arrive. So we have double the position we had on last week. I guess Mr Clearer will be calling us extra early tomorrow. Good times.

I'm thinking of getting British Gas Homecare for my flat. It's not cheap, but things like leaking toilets keep on popping up every now and then. What a ball ache.

My buddy is coming along well with the trading thing. He's only been on a simulator so far, but has developed a few interesting ideas and has the discipline to avoid chasing losses. Unfortunately, getting the business up and running has been a bit of a pain. Our business account is with Natwest Business Banking and was only fully openned on Friday. The accountant setting up the firm had put himself down as the sole shareholder, and that obviously wasn't right.

I've set up a new limited company with a mate. It's going to be for futures trading, and my buddy will be pressing the buttons.

Unfortunately, HSBC aren't being very helpful with letting us open our accounts, and my business partner is having problems withdrawing his savings in time for when he starts trading with real cash. He therefore might try using a payday loan company such as Month End Money.

Regarding my other schemes...

Barclays keep on sending me weekly statements for my spreadbetting account. I've just emailed them to ask them to stop. All that wasted paper makes me feel a bit guilty.

My buddy has withdrawn his deposit from Capital Spreads. And is only up £13. I'm showing a £50 profit but haven't withdrawn my deposit. I might have to call them later as they cheekily don't have a withdraw button on their website.