Hey did you hear about the Cher look alike contest? They took a photo of Cher standing arm in arm with the winner. The caption read:"Cher and Cher alike"
Since the advent of my restraining order, my Jarah fix is searching on Google for her. This luscious gal in the green top came up. It's not the real Jarah. It's just some model using her name to get cheap hits on her blog. That is a crime agaisnt nature that I abhor and I WILL track down the perpetrator and stick an icepick in their forehead since nobody should ever consider this. (Did ya like the sarcasm?) This is obviously not the real Jarah since I know she would NEVER wear a green top with black panties. What a mismatch. Black top with green panties is much more her style.
But let's not forget about the largest population of human impersonators on the planet. The AI that infests the world of internet poker. Table number uno was where my erstwhile human opponents generously sat out for dozens of hands. To get to the final 3 and finish in the money I had to fold an irrational number of hands against the one guy that raised on 90% of the preflops and the other guy that won one lucky hand early by others playing stupidly and basically sat out even before he sat out.
But let's not forget about the largest population of human impersonators on the planet. The AI that infests the world of internet poker. Table number uno was where my erstwhile human opponents generously sat out for dozens of hands. To get to the final 3 and finish in the money I had to fold an irrational number of hands against the one guy that raised on 90% of the preflops and the other guy that won one lucky hand early by others playing stupidly and basically sat out even before he sat out.
During my stint of losing 1.3 million chips in two weeks my favorite table was where I went heads up versus the crazy raiser and he sat out. After lightning calls on my part and having more than 2-1 chips he came back, started the raising every hand thing and naturally got awesome cards and took first. The crazy raiser came back from sitting here and went right back to work.
The thoughts tonight were, "Oh well, here we go again. I guess I'll have to settle for third."
Postulation. Admin is bored that I'm folding instead of being interactive. Wants to check out if I'll fold when I'm not playing against anyone. Takes a smoke break, comes back to find I'm still alive. Knowing that he's got the statiscal edge on non-random cards he goes back to business.
Or maybe it's just a coincidence the game gets down to three players and within two hands the two others than the real disgruntled human sit out.
Me and my crack team of split identity experts (me and the dog) think that they were the same person. Jarah thinks they went out for Ben and Jerry's and irish just eats a helluva lot faster than the other. The girl in the green top thinks, "Oh My God! I have to call my lawyers!" The Scientologists think that they're too worried about the Martian Bishop running over them with a steamroller to even begin to worry about internet poker. And a butterfly flaps its wings in China and the girl in the green top who isn't Jarah raises with nothing worth even calling on. The cycle of life continues and Kimba the white lion eats James Earl Jones out of defiance for the audacity to portay lion cubs cuter than he is in "The Lion King."
Allright PokerStars. I'm back over 2k. When I mess with you this weekend please try to generate some statiscally reasonable games.
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