Flow My Tears, the Policeman Said

This is the second time I've used this blog post title. Here's an excerpt of what I had to say the first time:

Once again, I'm using the title of a novel I've never read as the title of a blog post. As before, it's written by an author I greatly admire (Philip K. Dick in this instance), whose work I've read widely. That title was what sprung to mind when I looked at the bar chart of my stack size over the course of last night's session. All the blue bars hanging below the zero line are like the tracks of so many tears.

One difference is, in the interim I've actually read that book. Another is that the first time I was still in my cash game phase. The blue bars hanging below the zero line are just the same, however :-) I was a model of futility last night; I was never above water for even a single one of the 124 hands I played. Ouch!

style flavor buy_in entry players hands entries paid place winnings

MTT-R NLHE    43500  6500       9    66     104   27    46        0
MTT-R NLHE    43500  6500       9    58      79   18    25        0

delta: $-350,000
MTT with rebuys NLHE balance: $41,311,500
2018 balance: $7,627,000
balance: $53,140,260