What is the World Coming To?

Here's something you don't see every day--an actually well-informed and intelligent article about poker from the mainstream media (ESPN, no less!). Embarrassing admission time: I have a yooge crush on Phil Galfond. Dude is a great poker player, a good writer, a very nice guy (from everything I've heard) and pretty cute. What more could you ask for in a guy?

In other news, work is kicking my ass and I am running extremely well at the poker. Matt went back to school yesterday and left me with his MacBook Air--not a bad deal! I'd forgotten the luxury of having a laptop that doesn't overheat and completely crash every time I try to open more than three programs on it simultaneously. (I love my laptop about as much as one can an inanimate object; it has served me very well these past four years, but it is clearly on its last legs.) The two-finger scrolling is a new thing for me and is sooo nice.

One of my favorite things about coming back to work after a long weekend is checking my email junk mail folder and seeing what spam has gotten through our filters. I don't get a ton of spam in general, but it's definitely more than my gmail account (where I hardly ever get any) and always highly entertaining to me. Some of my favorites from the past week (yes, I am actually lame enough that I leave my favorite ones in my junk mail folder rather than delete them, so that every time I go in there I can laugh at their titles all over again): "Leg game," "I was seduced.", and "Your new proportion will keep her satisfied." That last one contains the following text:

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I wonder if anyone has ever considered writing a book about all the different bizarro spam people come up with. I can't be the only one who gets a huge kick out of this stuff, can I?