You Gotta Know When To Hold ‘Em
It was pointed out to me last night (well, in the wee small hours of the morning, really) that I have not yet proclaimed my poker prowess to the world. I, being the modest sort, didn’t want to make anyone feel bad for losing….to a girl….four times in a row. Call me lucky, call me deceitful, just don’t forget to call me the winner, bee-yatch. You wanna win against the master? Remember these sage words of advice: You gotta know when to walk away, know when to run.
