July 18th, 2005

bucky fear

The weekend in poker

... was a bit trying this week. I tried my hand at the $10-$25 NL / $10-$25 PLO game because mine broke. I did well at the NL portion, and got totally screwed on the PLO portion, even though I think I played everything right except for a couple hands. The turn just killed me whenever I was in.

I also managed to cause an incident of road rage this weekend, which was a first.

I was getting off the phone with my sister, and looked into the rearview and saw this red minivan on my tail - really close! So I do what I normally do when people sit there for a minute or two and don't give me space - especially when I'm already doing 75 on the expressway - I tap my brakes to gently say "Get off my butt, comma!".

What I didn't expect was the minivan pulling onto the shoulder and accelerating next to me, waving his cell phone like he's calling the police, and then proceeds to cut in front of me and tap on his brakes! I think to myself, "Touche" and slide over to the lane to the right. Seriously, what are you going to tell the police? You got caught tailgating?

This is when the dude in the minivan WITH KIDS (!!) swerves to the right to stay in front of me and slams his brakes on again! My heart's pounding now, and I slow down a little more, like I'm going to pull off the road, which I'm so not going to do. This goes on for about a mile, and we come up on the tollbooth at 294 and 80. He starts pointing to the right, and I think, "Screw that!" and I go through the I-PASS express lane, as he has to go through and stop to pay the toll, and that's the last I see of him.

But seriously, I can't believe you do that crap with KIDS IN THE CAR!!
primary butterflies

Food for Thought, courtesy of BG (http://www.gamblingblues.com)

So, I'm grumpy today, and I realized why: I haven't had any chocolate today.

Why is this important, you ask? I am PMSing, and when most women PMS, we want choklit. We're pretty easy to please in that manner: track the weeks of the month, feed chocolate when appropriate.

I related this to the Boy Genius, who was incredulous about women and our choklit-needs, which prompted the following questions from BG to me:

BG: ok, let's say someone gave you a choice right now
BG: choklit that ranked 10-10 on the scale, perfectly tasty
BG: or sleeping with someone you found attractive, but it was a 3-10
BG: right now - pick

Considering I'm PMSing, I picked really good chocolate over bad sex. Call me crazy, but I'm just not into bad sex. So then he asks:

BG: the latter, 5-10
BG: vs choklit 8-10
BG: pick

I know at the moment which one I'd pick, being all PMS-y, but feel free to discuss amongst yourselves...