Monthly Archives: July 2007
Drinking money
I’ve been having some vivid dreams of being tortured.
Reading a woman’s bluff
“I need to work on being charming,” I said.
The Hammer hath forsaken me
I’ve been playing illegal online poker while waiting 8.5 more hours for my illegal download of “The Office” to complete.
Dunk the stripper
Saturday night, saw a late night musical about cannibalism and then joined a friend for some nonstop binge drinking.
Secrets of Westin
I’ve been entrenched in reading the streaming PokerNews updates of the WSOP, even dreaming that they ended the day early because of excessive farting.
Held hostage at the strip club
“I knew you won $2 million; I didn’t know you won a bracelet.”
The luck of the grubby
It’s not often you run into people just like you who are as big a gambling idiot as you. And by you, I mean me. Most of the time I’m playing with grumpy blue-haired old ladies.