We were playing Texas Hold’em. It was heads up. I had maybe 1/3 the number of chips my opponent had. I went all in with K-J suited. Ryan calls, and I see that he has K-3. In case you haven’t played Texas Hold’em, that meant the odds were severely in my favor. He catches a 3. In case you haven’t played Texas Hold’em, that meant I lost. I am still mad at Lady Luck.

Yesterday, I gave Pat a ride to Wendy’s, in my classy car. He complimented my taste in music. Typically, what people say to me about music is, “Wow, do you even listen to any music?” What can I say?