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Early bedtime Brian lasted exactly one night, because last night, we decided to play a little Texas Hold 'em. I felt like I was due to win one. I was feeling good early on, as I won three or four modest pots in quick succession. Suddenly, the cards stopped falling my way and my luck disappeared as quickly as it came. I had nothing for 4 or 5 hands in a row. I got frustrated folding so much, so I started betting on hands that were probably too weak to be betting on. An hour and a half into the game, nobody had been eliminated, but my stack of chips was looking pretty small.

I knew I had to do something to change things up. I stepped away from the table and mixed up a little drink I like to call "The Intimidator", which some people know as Carnation Instant Breakfast. The flavor? Strawberry Sensation. Don't be scared.

Armed with "The Intimidator", I made my way back to the table. It became clear that my drink was not working its magic, because 20 minutes later, I became the first player eliminated. I went upstairs to watch TV for a twenty five minutes or so, and returned to see that Mike had been eliminated. I took the role of dealer for a while (it was difficult for them to pass up my shuffling skills, which can best be described as "masterful"), but my cards were not kind to Tim, who exited next. Against my better judgement, I stayed up to watch Brendan and Jimmy battle it out. They went back and forth several times, but by 1:35 AM, Jimmy had acquired all of the chips. Bedtime for Brian...but a few hours too late.

This article from Ananova.com discusses a 78 year-old woman who is clearly more athletic than me.

For those of you who read S. Andy Bean's latest writing, you may be interested to see The Councilman's entry about his foray into gambling and his interaction with "barely-clothed joy givers". Check out Dear Internet.
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