Grubby at PokerWorks

My chicken teryaki combo (which includes miso soup, veggie and shrimp tempura, sushi, salad, rice, and a California roll) and order of edamame comes to $26, including the $2 delivery charge and 20 percent tip (the weather’s a mess out there).

It’s a lot of food that I usually pick up weekly (it’s two blocks away) and my stomach has expanded enough that I easily eat it all in one sitting and am only slightly insulted to see them include two pairs of chopsticks with the meal.

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It seems like only a couple weeks ago when we had our role model and modern orator taken from us in the prime of her life.

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Losing another poker site to U.S. players is never good news, but at least Doyles Room is allowing players to transfer balances and points over to Full Tilt.

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Today I learned from Amy that with the start of the Chinese New Year yesterday (go pigs), you’re not supposed to wash your hair because you don’t want to wash out the luck.

Little did I realize not washing my hair nor bathing on Sunday would help with my luck.

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If you want to see me weep openly, just pull up my NETeller account and checking account and compare. One is larger than the other, and that same one is frozen by the U.S. government.

So I’m pretty immune to bad beats at this point; the ultimate beat is not being able to access money that’s yours.

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I think I could give the Amazing Randi a go at claiming psychic powers predicting the river card.

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While on El trains, I’m nosey and crane my neck to see what people are reading. I seem to be too busy playing poker at home to find the time to read, so this is about as literary as I’ll get until the movie comes out.

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