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You have to put down a bit of cash you’re willing to lose if you want to gamble or invest professionally. This is what (not telling you the author’s, you’ll figure it out). Ed Thorpe, PhD Student of Claude Shannon, from Petosky, MI, really a city in the middle of nowhere, said, was his advisor.

Ed Thorpe, PhD, MIT, said the first time in Vegas he lost like $11,000, and this was in (the 80’s?). Not sure, that’s like losing $50,000 in an hour these days.

So the dealers noticed me playing, and the dealer girl goes for a potty break. They’re experts, they have to be.

She goes, “you’re doing it right, but sometimes the cards just don’t come out right.” And then the sub dealer comes in. I had to ask a few questions to adjust my strategy. My questions? How many decks.

But there’s table talk allowed in BJ, so they’re making fun of me. I asked, “…so I can split this, right?.” Some guy goes, “yeah, if you want.”

BJ/21 is a bit of a harder game poker, since you’re always heads up against the dealer, and the dealers know the right game to play.

She says, “I play this game, too.” I am used to poker to the other players are like “NO DON’T TOUCH THE CARDS.”

Poker is more psychological, since you’re playing with others, you can take advantage of people that don’t study (fish).

But at Motor City Casino? They got rid of the poker room. 10 years ago the Detroit poker scene was a bit different. There were underground tables with Omaha, too, and we could walk in at different times and sit next to each other and pretend we didn’t know eachother and collude. This was when I dropped out of Michigan’s biostats program for the second time. There was some bonus, for hitting a straight I think or straight flush that made the expected value high enough to go anyway and walk the fuck out even if you have a bad night, every friday. So we always went.

My issue was bankroll. Then I got a call from a hedge fund and had no choice but to say yes. I was like, yes yes, but after there for a 3 months, I computed my hourly, and I was thinking, I could fry chicken at The Chicken Shack for this much (that was my 4th job at 14-15 I think).

I got fired. You were supposed to empty the water out of a vat of like, 200 chickens, but I was alone closing the store. So I lost them like thousands. They just took me off the schedule. I would still come back to check the schedule. Tony, the managers GF, would go, what’s wrong, sweatheart? They were messing with me. I kinda changed my mentality after this.

But anyway…