<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33092564</id><updated>2012-02-04T22:35:30.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STONER POKER DETECTIVES</title><subtitle type='html'>LEGALIZE IT</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dr.Blunt, Sir HASH been, The Ladies Man, Mr. Wake and Bake, and GUDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10546023757260918878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.brit.croydon.sch.uk/festival/2003/Photos/bob%20marley.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33092564.post-2917606358114030312</id><published>2007-03-09T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T16:35:40.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charity tournament.....</title><content type='html'>I played in the charity event last saturday....re-bought 3 times...made it to around 40 players left and busted out when my opponent made her set of 8's on the river against my pair of Aces. I'd tell you the entire story of the hand, but fuck it...Its all good and bad beat stories get annoying after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It's for charity"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ......Must heard that statement over 50 times by players during the tournament. I said it around 3 times I think....and you know what i realized while i was playing...it feels good to say "It's for charity" and the reason is cuz it feels good to do something good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean fuck it...when's the last time before this charity tournament you did something for charity. By charity I mean giving to the complete strangers who are poor, sick, suffering or all of the above. The last time I gave to charity was Christmas 2005 when i drove 3 hours to Barangay Citrus somewhere in the North to give a family a box of food and some money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I do this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I made them a promise I would when i lived with them for 3 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, why am I sharing this with you? Its not to brag about me doing a good thing.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'd rather cut off my dick than be one of those types of guys.&lt;/span&gt; I'm sharing this with you cuz after I did it....It felt really good...It felt FREAKING AMAZING to help out people with out asking or expecting a thing in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some of you wanna try it out....I mean next time you see a street kid or a blind old person knocking on your car door...give them a freakin bill or coins that are P5 or more. None of that 25 centabo crap on the bottom of your cars cup holder shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sucks that I realized, that when I was telling people to join the charity tournament that most of them asked what the prizes were. I wish I told them "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How bout the prize of feeling fucking good after doing a good deed."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ey Maverick, for the next charity tournament, put the main prizes as "The good feeling of helping out the poor." The other giveaways and trips should be marketed as like consolation prizes for the top finishers. But the &lt;strong&gt;MAIN PRIZE&lt;/strong&gt; that everyone gets, is that feeling of helping out and doing good. I dont know if it will work...I hope it does tho, cuz if it doesnt...it would mean alot of people tend to think "&lt;strong&gt;whats in it for me materially?"&lt;/strong&gt; all the time...and that would suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean when the hell did people start thinking that it hurts to help people out? HAve you ever heard someone say "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cmon, it wouldnt hurt to give a little more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..." Now you can tell them, "&lt;strong&gt;ofcourse it wont hurt..it feels good to give more&lt;/strong&gt;. " Do you get what im saying? Like why are we brainwashed in thinking that it hurts, or its a hassle or its painful to help people out...thats just plain bullshit man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i gotta go...my shift at work just ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn I dont know if what i worte makes any sense but i'm gonna try continuing on this train of thought for awhile and see what i can come up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Blunt is going to shut down his computer now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep sending me the good vibrations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33092564-2917606358114030312?l=stonerpoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/feeds/2917606358114030312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33092564&amp;postID=2917606358114030312' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/2917606358114030312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/2917606358114030312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/2007/03/charity-tournament.html' title='Charity tournament.....'/><author><name>Dr.Blunt, Sir HASH been, The Ladies Man, Mr. Wake and Bake, and GUDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10546023757260918878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.brit.croydon.sch.uk/festival/2003/Photos/bob%20marley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33092564.post-2237147952743738475</id><published>2007-03-02T04:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T00:57:55.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One good Spliff</title><content type='html'>Shit...its been more than 1 month since my last post. Where did the time go? Oh fuck it...just make sure not to waste anymore time sitting on my ass. And in times when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;all I&lt;/span&gt; can do is sit on my ass, I'll make sure to suck in the experience for all its worth. I read a cool article from an email I got...here's a part of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many of us live our lives running behind time, but we only reach it when we die of a heart attack or in a car accident rushing to be on time. Others are so anxious of living the future that they forget to live the present, which is the only time that truly exists. We all have equal time throughout the world. No one has more or less. The difference lies in how each one of us does with our time. We need to live each moment. As JohnLennon said, "Life is what happens to you while you're busy making otherplans".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Updates..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Experiment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The experiment to bankroll the Ladies man in order to play 700 hours and collect P100,000 has been canned. Mainly due to the fact that the Ladies Man still has to prove himself worthy of accepting being bankrolled. I mean you guys read his post right? "the new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt;," How the hell will I know if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;you re&lt;/span&gt; using the money I'm gonna give you on poker or blowing it on your other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gimmick&lt;/span&gt; needs. Sorry man, the situation is just too shady until proven otherwise...which I hope you will eventually do. You've made the first step by admitting you have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;problem&lt;/span&gt;, now please show me it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ain't&lt;/span&gt; all talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Played in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ACF&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 3 of us went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ACF&lt;/span&gt; to play some poker. Table were full when we arrived so we played WAR downstairs and started off really hot. It was sick..Dealer would show King and we would flip over an "Ace." I think we won around 8 hands in a row. I ended up losing all my winnings tho and headed back up stairs to play some poker. Played around 3 hours and won P1700...I lost a 500 pot tho in my 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ND&lt;/span&gt; to the last hand when my A10 was outdrawn by A5 who got the 2 pair. On the way home, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; back into my playing poker for a living mentality and I'm going for it by the middle of this year. I'm still planning my exit strategy from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Playing in the Charity event....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;galle&lt;/span&gt; tom to play the charity event. I've already got a bunch of joint rolled up and I cant wait to hot box in the parking lot while waiting for it start or during the breaks if I make it deep. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; smoked up in 3 weeks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;renewed&lt;/span&gt; my drivers license. I made sure I was clean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; 3 years ago I got tested positive but was still able to get my license by some miracle. When a test gets tested positive they send it to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;PNP&lt;/span&gt; for further testing. If it gets tested positive there your license gets suspended for 6 months. When my results got back from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;PNP&lt;/span&gt; they were Negative and I was happy as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..I'll post how I do in the charity tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first high after 3 weeks...That's gonna be &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One good spliff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Lets hit some pancakes after the tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Blunt Signing off...Stay away from chemicals! Stick to Herb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep giving me the good vibrations...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33092564-2237147952743738475?l=stonerpoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/feeds/2237147952743738475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33092564&amp;postID=2237147952743738475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/2237147952743738475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/2237147952743738475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-good-spliff.html' title='One good Spliff'/><author><name>Dr.Blunt, Sir HASH been, The Ladies Man, Mr. Wake and Bake, and GUDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10546023757260918878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.brit.croydon.sch.uk/festival/2003/Photos/bob%20marley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33092564.post-6015297455549226204</id><published>2007-02-17T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T08:35:27.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Beginning" of a "New" Life</title><content type='html'>Read the title. I put emphasis on the words beginning and new. If you’re asking why, I have been enlightened. I want to start a new life, a better life. I have had my share of ups and downs like any other human being in this world. Unfortunately for me, I have suffered more setbacks leading to a problematic life at the early age of 22. That is why I’m pleased to say that my days of debauchery are over. I won’t deny the fact that I had fun while it lasted and also, the drugs. They were awesome… I will forever miss the times wherein I would just smoke everyday and do nothing. The times wherein I would go out 3 or 4 times a week and get really hammered, drinking all my problems away and putting my A-game for the ladies. Haha! The timely visits to the bathroom doing blow with my friends and going out like I was on top of the world. The hundreds of shots of jagermeister which made me speak German in no  time and using it as a pickup line for all the ladies out there. Haha! ( It can be pathetic but it actually works). The numerous times when I would get home at 7 or 8 a.m. with the sun shinning so bright and traffic… really bad. My first heartbreak which took me months to get over. The debts that I owed people because of my gambling. Up to this point, I still owe people a lot of money, and what do I do? Instead of saving up and paying them back, I fucking go out, drink a lot and buy drugs. How fucking stupid is that?! And the worst thing is I turn to dealing drugs just to pay them off. I’m putting myself in a worse position. There are a lot more that I would like to share but I don’t want to say every single mistake I’ve made. It would be just a waste of time. This time, I want things to be different. I want to straighten out my life and get my shit together. I will finally graduate in  June (Hopefully). I will quit taking and/or buying blow even if its hard cos it has been a part of my lifestyle. I want a 360 degree change in my life. I know there is more to life than just a night of heavy drinking and meaningless conversations just to flirt with a girl you like. The cheap thrills of a young blood. Haha! Now, it will all change. I will most likely stop going out first and take it from there. Get a job, pay off my debts, be a more disciplined and family-oriented person. I want to have a more profound relationship with my friends, especially my family and God. I know the people who know me will laugh the first time they read this post but I’m dead serious. I will prove everyone wrong and at the end of day, I will be victorious with this mission of mine. Being in this blog has been a privilege and I will forever be grateful that I was a part of it. Thanks people. This has been the ladies man, signing off for good… P.S. Have a good one everyone. Everyone deserves a happy life and whatever happens, always look at the Brightside of things, eventually you will come to your sense as I have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33092564-6015297455549226204?l=stonerpoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/feeds/6015297455549226204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33092564&amp;postID=6015297455549226204' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/6015297455549226204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/6015297455549226204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/2007/02/beginning-of-new-life.html' title='The &quot;Beginning&quot; of a &quot;New&quot; Life'/><author><name>Dr.Blunt, Sir HASH been, The Ladies Man, Mr. Wake and Bake, and GUDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10546023757260918878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.brit.croydon.sch.uk/festival/2003/Photos/bob%20marley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33092564.post-880208212106061026</id><published>2007-01-17T04:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T00:57:42.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A whole bunch of shit....</title><content type='html'>First of all...I would like to apologize for not having posted anything in more than a month. My lame ass excuse is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I was too busy playing minesweeper and solitaire at work instead of thinking of a good post to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; why I'm feeling paranoid tonight but I just want to make it clear that all the members of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Stoner&lt;/span&gt; poker do indeed smoke &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;mary&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;jane&lt;/span&gt; but we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;aren't&lt;/span&gt; "burnouts." We're just users of a friendly herb called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cannabis&lt;/span&gt;. And as of late, I would like to share with you all I hardly get stoned anymore. I used to smoke every day...then it became every weekend...and now its usually once every 2 weeks. If &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;you re&lt;/span&gt; stoned please try eating the chocolate marble pancakes in pancake house. They will make your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;panties&lt;/span&gt; all wet I swear. And foe anyone who orders a waffles instead of pancakes in pancake house, please do me a favor and slap yourself in the face! Waffles suck compared to pancakes and I'm willing to get into a debate with anyone who says otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea where this post is heading but who the hell cares, I'm having fun writing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I played in the P500k guaranteed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; tournament 2 weeks ago. Before this I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hadn't&lt;/span&gt; played poker in over a month and boy did the rust show. I was so rusty I was checking after hitting trips on the flop with the flush draw showing on the board and calling when I knew i was up against the made flush. "Ouch" I just punched myself in the dick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; that's how mad I am at myself for making such a bonehead play. Anyways, its all good...I've gotten over it and I cant wait to play in another tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New topic: "The Experiment"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, one of us here at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;stoner&lt;/span&gt; poker is planning to live in the casino for 7 weeks. Why? In order to cash in the bonus money you get for playing a certain number of hours. Were just trying to work out a few minor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;details&lt;/span&gt; about the experiment but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; goal is to register 100 hours of playing time a week. This is not a joke and our guy from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;stoner&lt;/span&gt; poker is really considering putting in the time and effort to achieve this goal. I'll keep you readers (if there are any) posted on the progress of "the experiment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanna give my props to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Nutsboy&lt;/span&gt;. This guy is really friendly and a pioneer in the online poker scene in the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till my next post...Zombie blunt signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33092564-880208212106061026?l=stonerpoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/feeds/880208212106061026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33092564&amp;postID=880208212106061026' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/880208212106061026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/880208212106061026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/2006/12/whole-bunch-of-shit.html' title='A whole bunch of shit....'/><author><name>Dr.Blunt, Sir HASH been, The Ladies Man, Mr. Wake and Bake, and GUDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10546023757260918878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.brit.croydon.sch.uk/festival/2003/Photos/bob%20marley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33092564.post-6784691686395589947</id><published>2006-12-07T06:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T06:23:22.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last post of Dr.Blunt....First post of....</title><content type='html'>Here's the thing, I've been working the night shift for the past 3 months...My days are freaking backwards man. I start to melt when i get in contact with the sun. Because of this i have decided to morph into a new poker alter ego that i feel suits me more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last post of Dr. Blunt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on I shall be known as ZOMBIE BLUNT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that name better and it seems to be more suitable to my current situation. The only way to kill a zombie is to shoot him in the head. I'm gonna be the first zombie to wear a helmet...then i'll be able to live forever...in search of nice brains to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Zombie blunt signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33092564-6784691686395589947?l=stonerpoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/feeds/6784691686395589947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33092564&amp;postID=6784691686395589947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/6784691686395589947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/6784691686395589947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-post-of-drbluntfrist-post-of.html' title='Last post of Dr.Blunt....First post of....'/><author><name>Dr.Blunt, Sir HASH been, The Ladies Man, Mr. Wake and Bake, and GUDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10546023757260918878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.brit.croydon.sch.uk/festival/2003/Photos/bob%20marley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33092564.post-2256302536405704572</id><published>2006-12-02T05:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T06:06:20.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Legend of the first live filipino Blogger tournament</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sCrJqufim4Y/RXc-CLCnyhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rfMSTnt9nhM/s1600-h/bonfire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005537717890042386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sCrJqufim4Y/RXc-CLCnyhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rfMSTnt9nhM/s200/bonfire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A small group of friends decide to go to the beach for a weekend. During the first night they all gather around a nice bonfire. The sound of the waves gently crahsing the shore and the stars lighting up the night sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friends begin taking turns telling great stories. Starting off with stories of funny expereinces they've had over the years..leading to the usual scary stories about haunted houses in the provinces and stuff. Its a great time and the group is having a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then something strange happens...a stoned looking stranger who happens to be walking along the beach sees the happy group sitting around the fire. The stranger approaches and without saying a word he takes an empty seat. Everyone is quiet and is wondering why all of a sudden a stranger sat down in front of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as the silence around the bonfire becomes unbearably awkward, the stranger opens his mouth and begins to speak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stranger: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is the tale of The legend of the first live filipino Blogger tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There once lived a group of people who against all odds...forged together to play one of the best poker games in the universe as we know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many say the odds were against them. Nature tried to stop them from coming by conjuring up a super-typhoon. But even this couldnt stop 20 fine bloggers from showing up to play some fine poker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say only a few have an idea of what exactly transpired that night...some may say it was just a bunch of people drinking and playing cards. But i say it was a night wherein a group of people were able to understand and bond with one another. A night wherein a simple card game was able to bring together a group of people who probably wouldve never met otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do i know about this wonderful legend...because I am Dr. Blunt and (in the words of Barb)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;....I lived it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stranger stands up and takes a deep breath and begins to walk away. The group of friends around the fire remain silent for a minute or two with deep-thinking looks on thier faces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one them says: "geez,what a freaking psycho."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh and if there some  grammar and spelling mistakes in this post...please bear with me, i was hella stoned when i was writing it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Peace...lets all gather together nice toight and have a group hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33092564-2256302536405704572?l=stonerpoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/feeds/2256302536405704572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33092564&amp;postID=2256302536405704572' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/2256302536405704572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/2256302536405704572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/2006/12/legend-of-first-live-filipino-blogger_02.html' title='The Legend of the first live filipino Blogger tournament'/><author><name>Dr.Blunt, Sir HASH been, The Ladies Man, Mr. Wake and Bake, and GUDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10546023757260918878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.brit.croydon.sch.uk/festival/2003/Photos/bob%20marley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sCrJqufim4Y/RXc-CLCnyhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rfMSTnt9nhM/s72-c/bonfire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33092564.post-3942225701913074846</id><published>2006-11-15T05:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T23:13:39.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poker is.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://people.clarkson.edu/~cupband/darb04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://people.clarkson.edu/~cupband/darb04.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poker is....a dirty SLUT that's only in it for the money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;with that in mind....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A good player uses the Dirty Slut wisely and can therefore consider themselves a" poker pimp"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A bad player pays the dirty slut for sex and goes home broke with a chance of a brand spanking new STD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you want to be a good poker player practice your "pimp slap" often.. (SLAP DAT SHIT)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"a pimp slap is the act of slapping someone using the back of your hand....also known as the turkey slap."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if you plan on losing at the tables...make sure to wear a condom so you dont get an STD from the dirty slut that we all know as POKER. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33092564-3942225701913074846?l=stonerpoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/feeds/3942225701913074846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33092564&amp;postID=3942225701913074846' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/3942225701913074846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/3942225701913074846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/2006/11/poker-is.html' title='Poker is.......'/><author><name>Dr.Blunt, Sir HASH been, The Ladies Man, Mr. Wake and Bake, and GUDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10546023757260918878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.brit.croydon.sch.uk/festival/2003/Photos/bob%20marley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33092564.post-3758759459349245026</id><published>2006-11-14T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T23:14:09.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in hibernation...</title><content type='html'>Thoughts from Dr.Blunt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been more than 2 months since i've played poker in an actual card room. The last tournament i joined was a last ditch effort to come up with the bankroll for me and my fellow poker detectives. I almost made it to the final table but busted out 11th. I knew exactly how i lost it...i changed gears at the wrong times. Played too tight when i shouldve been loose...played overly agressive, too a point where it was obvious I was trying to buy my way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's weird is, losing the tournament turned out to be a blessing in the sense that it forced me to a job. I end up getting lucky and land a great job for a US based compnay that just put up a back office here in the Philippines. The pay is good, i literally have days when i do nothing but surf the internet and my boss is really cool. The only problem is, i got the night shift so i cant hit the tables. Like by the weekend i miss my girlfriend and my friends so i always hangout with them instead of playing poker. I do miss playing in real poker clubs tho, there just isnt enough time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know eventually i'll hit the scene again regularly. In the meantime i'll continue to daydreaming about the tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quote from rounders....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIKE: In Confessions of a Winning Poker Player, Jack King said, "Few players recall big pots they have won -- strange as it seems -- but every player can remember with remarkable accuracy the outstanding tough beats of his career." Seems true to me, 'cause walking in here I can hardly remember how I built my bankroll, but I can't stop thinking how I lost it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33092564-3758759459349245026?l=stonerpoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/feeds/3758759459349245026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33092564&amp;postID=3758759459349245026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/3758759459349245026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/3758759459349245026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/2006/11/in-hibernation.html' title='in hibernation...'/><author><name>Dr.Blunt, Sir HASH been, The Ladies Man, Mr. Wake and Bake, and GUDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10546023757260918878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.brit.croydon.sch.uk/festival/2003/Photos/bob%20marley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33092564.post-412154248340743323</id><published>2006-11-10T05:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T05:38:23.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff to think about.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.colour-universe.de/images_layout/IC434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.colour-universe.de/images_layout/IC434.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A great find by Dr.Blunt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I didnt write this but i found it really interesting. It was posted by a guy named "Peter Popper" in "Hipforums" under the topic entitled "mind fucks."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire universe is mind-like in nature, created out of living, conscious, intelligent energy - everything including thoughts in your mind, cells in your body, plants, animals, weather, money, planets and galaxies. We live in this Infinite Ocean of Living Intelligent Energy and moreover - because we comprise it, we are It. Quantum physicists speak of it as quantum reality, spiritual traditions as spiritual reality (God, Tao, etc), and what you need to keep in mind is that it permeates what we call "physical reality", too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is interconnected - and that is why you already are influencing everything - from your own mental, emotional and physical wellbeing to someone else's - regardless of whether that someone else is physically present or not. Remember? The universe in which we live is mind-like in nature. The moment you think a thought, you are exerting an influence (energy follows thought). The extent of your influence will depend upon the energy invested in the thought you think, and any other relevant thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hypnosis is an art because there is infinite number of ways in which you can play with and alter subjective reality - yours, or someone else's. The secret of successful self-hypnosis is in learning how to play the game of pretending really well. You choose what you want to experience and pretend that it is real for you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is - you have been playing this game your entire life - perhaps unconsciously and unknowingly. To be sure, people around you helped - in different ways they influenced how you should think and act and feel - and then you continued to make your choices and created experiences that validated the perception of the world you accepted. In time you set up a feed-back loop - you think a thought, then look for something in the external world to validate it and confirm it. This in turn, reinforces the original thought, and as the same pattern repeats, you reinforce your chosen beliefs about reality. Your beliefs then influence your experience of reality automatically. If you don't like what you are experiencing you can begin by changing your thoughts by choosing what you want to experience and taking care and control of your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't care to take control of your mind, others will do their best to do it for you. It begins with your parents who most often do have your best interests at heart, though they can only teach you what they have learned. It then continues with educational institutions whose main interest is in turning you into a socially-productive individual who will pledge allegiance to and feel dependent upon the external world or rather the powers that govern the specific country. It is not in their interest to turn you into a fearless human being who is fully aware of and capable of using his mental faculties, who knows that his thoughts create his reality, because then you cannot be controlled and manipulated. It is in their interest to keep you feeling slightly anxious, afraid, slightly inadequate, insecure, and helpless - feeling good enough to be socially productive, but not so good that you stop participating in a never-ending chain of purchasing pills and goodies that will at least for a few moments make you feel a little bit better. In this way you keep on fueling economy, which is good for the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why, after you get sufficiently brainwashed through the schooling system, you get more helpings through daily newspapers, news and TV programs. In this way, your mind gets a new daily dose of programming with fresh disasters in the world, lest you forget that there is a possible danger lurking behind every corner. You get more helpings through flashy advertisements. They are all happily programming your subconscious mind, whether you are aware of it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Companies are investing billions of dollars each year on advertising because it is a wonderful way of hypnotizing people - of influencing people's thoughts and emotions - and it works. When you keep on flashing an idea - whether through words, pictures, music, movies or any other form - day in and day out - it becomes so familiar to the people that they accept it as their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can do the same for yourself - by flashing to yourself ideas of the things you desire to experience in your life and out of the infinite ways in which you can do this here are just a few - choosing the thoughts you think, working with affirmations, using hypnosis recordings, hanging out with people who have accomplished what you desire to accomplish, choosing what you read and what you watch, choosing the songs you listen to, making treasure maps and essentially surrounding yourself with anything that helps you to keep your mind focused on your desired outcome - as if it were already a part of your life now. You are the only person responsible for your life. Let go of the past and embrace your power to create the life you'd enjoy living now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33092564-412154248340743323?l=stonerpoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/feeds/412154248340743323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33092564&amp;postID=412154248340743323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/412154248340743323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/412154248340743323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/2006/11/stuff-to-think-about.html' title='Stuff to think about.....'/><author><name>Dr.Blunt, Sir HASH been, The Ladies Man, Mr. Wake and Bake, and GUDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10546023757260918878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.brit.croydon.sch.uk/festival/2003/Photos/bob%20marley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33092564.post-8089539552448583019</id><published>2006-10-04T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T05:45:55.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hardcore Days and Softcore Nights (by the Ladies Man)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was in Bicol last weekend. It was hard to believe that I wasn’t doing my weekend habit of going to embassy. At first, I felt like I was lost. Instead of seeing the usual faces and people dancing to loud music, I was in my friend’s car listening to alternative music with no alcoholic beverage in sight. It was tough but I knew I was in for something more real and more meaningful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The trip was 6 hours. But it was 6 long hours of good company and a decent conversation. No alcoholic beverage in the world can beat that. We left Manila at sundown and got there just before sunrise. It was a beautiful sight to see. I haven’t felt free for the longest time. Seeing the sun, hearing the waves crash along the shore and the gentle breeze made it all worthwhile. I was at peace and I felt as if I didn’t have any problems at all, but who doesn’t? We all do… and ironically, that’s the beauty of life. I’ll get back to you on that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We checked out CWC (Camsur Water Complex) later that day. I was surprised when I saw the place. It was beautiful plus the food was great. The stoner that I am, I rolled 2 blunts and hit it before ordering. Food is always better when you’re stoned. Haha. Anyway, the wakeboarding facilities were great. I can honestly say its “world-class”. Watching people get all wired doing tricks and getting wiped out was fun. I wanted to try it out but I was hella sick man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had a fever and my colds f*cking sucked! Luckily, we brought a huge amount of grass. I can survive a whole trip with weed alone. And it’s the truth. Haha. After CWC, we ate in this place which kinda reminded me of behrouz (C’mon man, nothing beats behrouz). All you need is 3 joints, 250 bucks and you’re all set for one sumptuous meal of buttered rice, 2 beef kebabs, and the best damn white sauce there is! Back to our trip, we went to the beach early the next day. My bestfriend and his driver went surfing while I was just in the bungalow smoking some pot. It was nearing supper so we thought of buying food and cooking it by the beach. We bought coal, gas, rice, soy sauce, calamansi and one big ass fish. It was hella good and the price blew me away. It was only P250 and its good for 7 people. We just used banana leaves as our plates and ate the Filipino way: with our hands. Pinoy pride baby! After the meal, we had a couple of grandma shots (grand matador) and smoked some bud again. I never thought I’d have so much fun… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A simple weekend away from manila can be an “eye-opening” experience. I learned a lot when I went to Bicol. Life is a journey. It’s filled with tons of surprises. Some good, some bad but whatever it may be, you just have to roll with the punches. Live life, day in and day out and without regrets. We all deserve the best quality of life there is, and if you haven’t found paradise, pareng Leo will tell you this: “ I know it's not some place you can look for.. Cause it's not where you go… It's how you feel for a moment in your life... And if you find that moment..IT &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;LASTS FOREVERRRR”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's been a pleasure...ladies man signing off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33092564-8089539552448583019?l=stonerpoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/feeds/8089539552448583019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33092564&amp;postID=8089539552448583019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/8089539552448583019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/8089539552448583019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/2006/10/hardcore-days-and-softcore-nights.html' title='Hardcore Days and Softcore Nights (by the Ladies Man)'/><author><name>Dr.Blunt, Sir HASH been, The Ladies Man, Mr. Wake and Bake, and GUDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10546023757260918878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.brit.croydon.sch.uk/festival/2003/Photos/bob%20marley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33092564.post-1150528023122162269</id><published>2006-09-20T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T23:14:55.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to get a free meal in Behrouz Metro walk...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/SunsetStrip/Towers/6704/apu10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.geocities.com/SunsetStrip/Towers/6704/apu10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All you need is P5000 and some balls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside Metro Walk they have one of those E-Casino places..its right beside the billiards place Gutsons. They're open 24 hours a day. Anyway, inorder to win a free meal at Behrouz that usually costs P250 is to use your P5000 and a thing called progressive betting...my friends and I call it "the system." At E-casino you're allowed to bet a minimum of P25 at war and black jack...all you have to do is bet P25...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you win bet P25 again...&lt;br /&gt;if you lose bet P50....&lt;br /&gt;if you lose again bet P100&lt;br /&gt;if you lose again bet P200&lt;br /&gt;if you lose again bet P400&lt;br /&gt;if you lose again bet P800 (your balls should be hard at work by now sir)&lt;br /&gt;if you lose again (highly unlikely you'l lose 6 coin tosses in a row) bet P1600&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;if you lose again bet P3200 (start praying...be proud that your balls have held up...and dont blame me if you lose, you make your own choices) hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just make sure that everytime you win, go back to betting P25...so if you're already betting P200 and you win, make sure your next bet is P25. And make sure you use this system at games that are 50/50. Like sometimes I play this dice game where you just bet over or under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've done this system like 5 times already and its alway paid for my food at Behrouz, the key is to walk away when youre up P250 which usually takes 10mins. One time i was able to make P1k turn into P5k just by using the system and it took around 30mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A word of caution tho, this plan really isnt full proof, I mean I heard that the worst run a guy had in vegas was losing 22 hands in a row or something. But it seems to work alot when you use it to pay for Behrouz. The gambling gods must like persian food or something.haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dr.Blunt: Can i have one Kobideh...one yoghurt shake...and one order of brain please? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Waiter: Nope, you look to stoned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dr.Blunt: Ok sir (afterwards i give the waiter a stone cold stunner) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dr.Blunt: And that's the bottom line cuz Dr.Blunt said so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;See you at Behrouz...hope "The system" paid for your meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dr.Blunt signing off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33092564-1150528023122162269?l=stonerpoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/feeds/1150528023122162269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33092564&amp;postID=1150528023122162269' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/1150528023122162269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/1150528023122162269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/2006/09/how-to-get-free-meal-in-behrouz-metro.html' title='How to get a free meal in Behrouz Metro walk...'/><author><name>Dr.Blunt, Sir HASH been, The Ladies Man, Mr. Wake and Bake, and GUDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10546023757260918878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.brit.croydon.sch.uk/festival/2003/Photos/bob%20marley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33092564.post-1238597508168470266</id><published>2006-09-20T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T02:13:05.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why are we here...? (deep thoughts on a thinking high)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have you ever found yourself sitting at a poker table or anywhere else and think to yourself "Why the hell are we here?" i dont know if its just me but i think about this all the time and everytime i think about it i usually come up with the same answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be the person you want to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its as simple as that...we have the freedom to choose the person we want to become. I'm not saying that you should choose to be like someone else, but rather to choose the best version of yourself. If you dont like who you've become or the way you see the world, just realize you have the power to change into someone better. I've read some of the other blogs an alot of posts are about trying to be healthy..this is just an example of what i'm talking about. When you realize you dont like what you've become, do yourself a favor and do something about it. If you dont, you're throwing your life away sir. The goal of your life should be to be the person you really really really want to be. And you do this thru the actions you make, the way you interact with people, and the decisions you make...and try to follow this simlpe rule in making decisions..whenever you make a decision just ask yourself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this who i want to be....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deciding whether to go to the gym:&lt;br /&gt;"do i want to be someone who lives healthy life?" Yes sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deciding whether to cheat on your girlfriend:&lt;br /&gt;"do i want to be someone who cheats?" Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deciding whether to approach a hot girl in a bar:&lt;br /&gt;"do i want to be a player or a guy the watching from the sidelines?" Lets play sir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deciding what to do when you flop the nuts:&lt;br /&gt;"do i want to be someone who knows how to milk a pot?" yes sir, check..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deciding whether to smoke some bud:&lt;br /&gt;"do i want to be someone who uses a natural herb to get high and relax...a high that makes food taste better...that makes things funnier...that has no bad long term side effects (according to an article in business week magazine)...that makes me play poker better...that makes me sleep better and many more...?" yes sir, may i have a blunt please...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Smokes a regular sized joint rolled with strawberry papers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, ive pretty much lost track of what this post is about...all i know is, if youre reading this post here's the best advice i can give you..Live your dream, dont waste your life letting life push you around...push back and live the life you want...dont just get a desk job cuz its what everyone does and it pays good...get a job that you love...if you have to get a desk job, dont settle fot that your whole life, try to make your own business or something...live the dream or die trying people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing..be proud of the Philippines please, Pinoy's kick ass and one day we will rule the world...think about it, we've got pinoys everywhere in the world...like spies. hahaha One day we'l get our act together here in our home country..we can do it people. Lets start by representing in the poker world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Blunt signing off for now....I'm too stoned to write any other stuff, i think i'll look for something to eat...i feel like eating dim sum..jade palace anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sir, please Load the bong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33092564-1238597508168470266?l=stonerpoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/feeds/1238597508168470266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33092564&amp;postID=1238597508168470266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/1238597508168470266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/1238597508168470266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/2006/09/why-are-we-here-deep-thoughts-on.html' title='Why are we here...? (deep thoughts on a thinking high)'/><author><name>Dr.Blunt, Sir HASH been, The Ladies Man, Mr. Wake and Bake, and GUDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10546023757260918878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.brit.croydon.sch.uk/festival/2003/Photos/bob%20marley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33092564.post-2023560301830227138</id><published>2006-09-12T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T23:54:18.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a Bong Hit...Flopping a full boat...solving crimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is Dr.Blunt Reporting for duty after smoking a medium sized j...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got my first paycheque from my new company. Wooohooo! I actually feel kinda guilty accepting the money because for the past 2 weeks i havent been doing shit at work except surf on the net and chat with friends. Dont think that im some lazy ass free loader..the truth is its really not my fault, the guy who's suppose to train me is all the way in the states and he's still waiting for our HR dept here to hire one more person before traning starts. I aint complaining tho, i get to go on 4 hour lunch breaks and its all good. Anyway..the thing that excites me the most is that its the first step to my P50000 online bankroll. Fuck, i cant wait to hit that shit. In the meantime i'll probably set up some P500 home games over the weekend...and win me some gas money haha. Lets solve some poker crimes people...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;(Goes to Sir. Hash-beens house to smoke up a nice spliff)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched one of the sickest hands in poker I've ever seen on a website...the title of the clip was "the bigggest pot in high stakes poker." The two players in the hand were Gus Hansen and Daniel Negreanu. Gus had pocket 5's, Daniel pocket 6's. Flop comes x,5,6. Gus bets at it...Daniel calls..Turn comes the last 5...Gus bets at it...Daniel checks...River comes a danger card for someone chasin a flush draw or a straight draw...Gus Checks...Daniel bets...Gus re-raises all-in...Daniel loses around half a million dollars. I didnt really get into the details cuz you gotta see it for yourself, i think i saw it on "you tube" or another one of those tv sites. Now i doubt this hadn is the highest pot ever lost in poker but losing half a million sure looks like it hurts...The sad thing is it happens twice to Daniel Negreanu, in another hand he flops the nut straight while someone hits the four of a kind on the turn...poor guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lets get something to eat....and make sure its something healthy biatch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dr.Blunt signing off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Take it east &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33092564-2023560301830227138?l=stonerpoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/feeds/2023560301830227138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33092564&amp;postID=2023560301830227138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/2023560301830227138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33092564/posts/default/2023560301830227138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stonerpoker.blogspot.com/2006/09/taking-bong-hitflopping-full.html' title='Taking a Bong Hit...Flopping a full boat...solving crimes'/><author><name>Dr.Blunt, Sir HASH been, The Ladies Man, Mr. Wake and Bake, and GUDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10546023757260918878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.brit.croydon.sch.uk/festival/2003/Photos/bob%20marley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33092564.post-173366405326161964</id><published>2006-09-07T04:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T04:21:07.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If poker were a guy named Pedro...i'd be Pedro's bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hi, my name is Dr. Blunt and for the past year and a half &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; had one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;freakishly&lt;/span&gt; wild relationship with poker. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even really know if this relationship is good or bad..all i know is at one point of my life poker became the driving force of almost all my actions. My mind was always thinking of when and where i could hit a table...and when i was actually at a table i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; think of any place &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'd&lt;/span&gt; rather be. I know i sound like a poker addict and in reality i see now that i truly was. In fact the only reason why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; stopped playing is simply because of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;poor bank roll management&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;e funny thing is i'm positive that i've won more times than ive lost, its just that i tend to squander my winnings at tables where the stakes are too high. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(smokes a pipe load)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i know that the key to being a successful poker player is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;proper bank roll management&lt;/span&gt;. i had to learn this the hard way...but its all good, we make mistakes...i just gotta make sure i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; make the same mistake twice. Gotta build the proper bankroll and do things right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently got a new job that pays really well compared to what most companies offer. The only drawback being the hours &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;aren't&lt;/span&gt; poker friendly. Nope, its not a call center, but more of a back office for the headquarters back in the States. For the next three months my goal is to save up &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;P50000 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;for my bankroll and put up an online account. I figure playing online will allow me to keep my job and at the same time enable the freedom to play poker at convenient times. I'm gonna miss hitting the live games tho, hopefully &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; get to pass by the places i used to play every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been a faithful reader of the Filipino poker blogs. I've learned &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; from their posts and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;gotta&lt;/span&gt; give respect to what they're doing. I thinks its really cool of them to share their experiences while at the same time offer good advice to those who ask. Hopefully this blog will be just as successful. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; consider &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt; the best poker player out there, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;I'd&lt;/span&gt; be happy to share my opinions and thoughts on certain poker topics and "what to do situations."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont be the only person putting up posts on this blog, rather there are 5 of us who will share our poker story to anyone who views this blog. If you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; already know we call ourselves the &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Stoner&lt;/span&gt; poker detectives"&lt;/strong&gt; and as the name implies, we do enjoy playing poker as well as smoking up some bud. In fact almost 90% of the time we play poker we're hella stoned. We call ourselves detectives because we like to compare poker situations to crime scenes...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; if you think about it the two are similar in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of ways. Just read the little write up about who we are (located on the upper right of the screen) and you'll undesrstand. You'd be surprise of the amazing things you can think of when your stoned, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; be sharing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of these stoner thoughts on this blog. These are the types of topics &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;we'll&lt;/span&gt; be posting...so you can count on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of poker and weed friendly articles on this blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is Dr.Blunt signing off for now. 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