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Rubbing the Easter Bunny's foot

That streak of bad luck that began this side of the Red River bridge just north of Gainsville, Texas on Friday night seems to be hanging around. First of all, there has been no recollection of that epitomic epiphany by myself or my road trip companion.* Secondly, I dumped $10K in imaginary money at the poker table this morning in a very short span of time. It seems I was holding a full house, Kings over Aces, against a four King hand. I was so sure that the odds of my opponent having that fourth King in his hand were so phenomenal that I could not stop myself from pushing the whole pile into the pot. Quick as a whistle, my opponent was raking it in.

Then, again, maybe this was the luckiest weekend I could have had. It wasn't $10K in real money** as I'd likely have lost if they did play poker in those Oklahoma casinos. It seems I was having a bit of problem of knowing when to hold 'em, knowing when to fold 'em, knowing when to walk away, and knowing when to run. I guess I'm not a real gambler deep at heart.

My navel cheats. It palms aces. End of report.

*Who has promised to come kill me if I call one more time to see if she has remembered anything.

**An amount which I don't have -- putting my kneecaps thereby in peril if there be any truth to what you see on TV.

Posted by Tiger at March 27, 2005 11:39 PM | TrackBack