You have to have a bunch of stories you ain't telling! Cough up a few, please, purty please??
You could have killed people trying to hang with you like Artie did, and I mean that seriously. I have been up three days on the natch working and driving a truck. About three days in I start seeing things like houses in the middle of the interstate! Saw a cow herd there too, that was a bit more challenging. Were the cows real or not? Heck with it, I'm rolling eighty miles an hour in a cabover, if they are real I'm gonna tenderize a lot of beef! They weren't real but I wasn't positive until I drove in amongst them.
I hear of chem players that could keep it together but the chem players I dealt with lost the balance sooner or later. Thought they were playing like gods when they couldn't make a ball in the ocean. Since the bet had been increasing it didn't take me long to catch up and double up.
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I’ve never found out if I could out-last a chemical player...they tended to run out of $$$.
...I’m a ball runner and pretty good at opening shots, but with a guy getting outside help
I would start out on the grind...put him in places he didn’t know existed...the chemicals
rarely make them a better thinker...just physically more fearless.
I tend to gamble with the philosophy that fear is my friend...it’s what keeps us from stepping
off cliffs and protecting ourselves on the battle field....works at gambling also.
I liked gambling with bluffers, the kind of guy that whistles as they pass a dark alley...
..I want to look down that alley without bullshitting myself.
I used to tell my friends that seeking confidence is for suckers...if you do the right things,
confidence will ARRIVE....and that’s the real thing.
I couldn’t always live up to what I’m talking about...but in trying...I had some fair results.