I’m sure most of you are aware of this – but for those who aren’t, I’m a gambling affiliate. The majority of my income is made from basically getting people to play poker online or play at casinos online or bet sports online via my links. I then make a percentage of the rake, or from their losses dependent on whether it’s poker or casino.
On Friday, some of the biggest online poker rooms had their websites and various bank accounts seized by the Department of Justice. To quickly summarize, the likes of Full Tilt Poker and Pokerstars futures are unknown, and they have both had to say “goodbye” to all US players. I’ve got a lot of US players at those rooms, which make up a lot of my income. So it has the potential to really hurt me financially…
…yet I’m loving it.
Since I turned 30, I went into this “semi-retirement” mode where I basically did the bare minimum every day, and then not really much more. I know a lot of people were surprised that I was able to keep going that way considering in the past few years I’ve been a crazy goddamn workaholic.
Yet I’ve kept it up since January. The odd day I do work but I’ve basically been “slacking” the last few months. I’ve enjoyed it a lot of course – more time for family, for xbox, for reading, for just relaxing in the afternoon and taking a bath. It’s been nice being able to take my dog for a two hour walk and not worry about work for example.
All that is gone, because the motherfucking Scotsman is back.
I’ve been working overload the past two days just to make sure I have everything in track and all my ducks in a row, and doing what I can to take advantage of this situation. Everything is going motherfucking swimmingly, and this whole thing may end up being a blessing in disguise.
The workaholic Scotsman is back. And this time he’s better than ever, with his veins pumping full of tigerblood, as he proudly sits here as the owner of a “Big Poppa Pump” t-shirt.