A Minute of Beach Boys on Banjo

The Tilt Store

I want to share a funny email I received from my friend, Rich.

Rich wrote:

So I had to go to the local mall for a job meeting today. It was my first time there. Right before I walk thru the doors as I was walking from the parking structure to the food court I was thinking about:

1.       How I played for 6 hours yesterday and lost $19.
2.       How the jerk that 3-bet me preflop with an A478 won when I finished with Nut, Nut, Nothing.
3.       How I left the game last Friday night about 2 hours later my table hit the bad beat jackpot 5-handed for about $40,000
4.       How I really want to get a T-shirt made that says, “ The real miracle is not that you hit, It’s that I missed!”
And then off I go in my mind, until I walk into the mall and the first store I see is……………….(see attached)
So I laugh and think……..Yeah I know!

Tilt Store

Tilt for Beginners — My new column at Learn.PokerNews.com

I’m writing a column again! It’s a series called, “Tilt for Beginners.” Each month I tell a story or two from my life, or yours, and offer advice. For example, this article…


… is about me playing poker in Montreal and becoming a beginner again, because of the playing cards. That one comes with an image by my good friend Ken Silbert that makes me laugh just thinking about it.

Other articles-so-far are on the topics of quitting, rules, and being criticized, all from the perspective of being new to the perils and pains of poker.

The first article tells the story of how this series came to be, along with much more about what the series is about:


If you have any questions or stories or topics you would like me to write about, please send them to me at tommy@tommyangelo.com. Thanks!

Give a Man a Fish

My friend Ken writes emails to me that are full of this kind of fun. This bit I felt compelled to share. And I quote:

Give a man a fish and his hand will stink all day, but teach a man to fish and he’ll never get the smell off, even if life hands him lemons. — friend Ken

The view from my desk chair

This image might show up weird on your device because I put the full size image into this post so that the Hemingway quote would be readable. Try clicking on the image to view it in giant size.

If You See Kay

When alone at the grocery store, I often finish up by grabbing a bottle of wine for my wife Kay, as I did on this trip. The bottle I selected met the required specifications as to type of wine and price. If it were up to me, I’d base my choice on the label. I don’t drink wine, but I’ve spent a lot of time in wine aisles and wine stores while Kay shops, and I must say, for a non-imbiber, I know a cool looking 750 milliliter bottle when I see one.

The bottle I had chosen for Kay today was utterly ordinary. The classic font, the cautious colors. At ten paces from the wine aisle, in sight of the registers, I suddenly wanted a do-over. I parked my cart, picked up the boring bottle, walked it back to its shelf, and that’s when I spotted it, about twenty bottles to my right. I was drawn at first to the colors and shapes. And then, when I got close enough to read the text, I had a rapture moment. Check it out…

Puddle Season

One thing that sucks about living here in paradise is that the heart of puddle season is only a few months long. The rest of the year there are no surprises as you walk around gazing at the ground. For example, you would never see a car about to get rear-ended by a redwood.

The bumper stickers say:

Well-behaved women never make history


Peace also takes courage

A Throw That Threw Me

On my walk there are rocks available. Not a lot. You kind of have to know where to look. Many times I have picked up one, two, or three rocks and thrown them at trees. I know this seems like a mean way to treat a tree, to throw rocks at it. Not to mention all the tiny and very tiny organisms making a living on or in the tree whose lives would never be the same after the day the meteor hit.

My selfish calculation puts my awareness above theirs, and concludes that the increase in my happiness that comes from throwing a rock that hits its target is more than the decrease in theirs, so it’s okay.

This rationalization creates a fountain from which can spring a jolt of joy when something like what happened yesterday happens. I picked up one rock. I threw it really hard at the strike zone of a tree. I nailed the exact spot I was aiming at — THUNK! — and then, nothing. No more movement. No more sound. Wha???

At that moment I felt like I would never need to throw another rock. To those organisms who gave their lives that I might have that feeling, thank you.

A Room With A View

This house, and a hundred others I’ve seen over the years at Pescadero Beach, was built on a windy day.

STILL MORE − From Out of the Mouths of Professional Poker Players

The player in seat one definitely had a glow about him, a confidence. So I wasn’t too surprised to hear the player in seat seven say to the player in seat one:

“Didn’t you just win a bracelet?”

“Yeah,” he said.

“You won the $1,000 buy-in NLHE event, right?”

“Yep, I did. Someone had to.”

We got the joke. He was referring to the huge player pool in the 1K event − 3000 entrants − brought on by the relatively small buy-in. And he was humbly implying that luck played a big part in his win. The “We” who got the joke was me and eight other poker players sitting around a poker table playing poker. Is there a better state of existence on earth? Not for we.

The player in seat five, who had hardly spoken for an hour, then said something hilarious. But before I tell you what he said, let me do some splaining…

The word “makeup” in the tournament world is used to describe the accumulated losses in a staking arrangement in which past buyins must be recouped before profits are split. A typical tournament backing deal might be outlined as “50/50 with makeup.” What this means is that the backer − an investor who puts up the money for the backee’s buyins − agrees to split 50% of the backee’s tournament profits, but only after previous buyins have been recouped. The amount that needs to be recouped is makeup.

For example, if you and I have a “50/50 with makeup” arrangement, and you back me in three $1,000 tournaments, and I don’t make the money in any of them, then our partnership now has a $3,000 “makeup figure.” If, in the fourth tournament, I win, say, $10,000, then $4,000 gets paid to you, to make up for the $4,000 you already invested, and we would split the remaining $6,000.

Next, a word about bankroll…

It’s all about zeros. If you have too many zeros between the amount you have, and the amount you play for, then the stakes become insignificant, relative to your bankroll. For example, if your bankroll is $1,000, you probably would not want to play for pennies.

Now back to the table.

The game we were playing was $5-10 no-limit hold’em. It wasn’t a tournament. It was a regular old poker game, where you put your money on the table and you quit when you please. Yesterday, the player in seat one won $464,464 in a tournament. And today he was playing $5-10. That’s like having a $1,000 bankroll and playing for fractions of pennies per bet. The sheer irrationality of this imbalance created an instant mystery.

The player in seat seven asked the bracelet winner the obvious question:

“So why are you playing $5-10?”

And that’s when the player in seat five quickly quipped:

“He must have had a shitload of makeup.”