This post is a bit indulgent, but I just had to share. Are you seeing the above hand? I'm proud to claim that it's mine. I recently won a hand of poker with a straight flush. A STRAIGHT FLUSH. And if you know anything about poker, you know that the cards in my hand are only one short of a royal flush, missing the stealthy Ace. In the words of my Father, "I have never in all my life seen someone win with that hand. The only thing more rare is a royal flush." Oh, a swell of pride. And you want to know why? Because I learned how to play poker by watching my Dad.
My Father is a feisty one. He plays Texas Hold'em well and he trash talks his way through most games. He is truly an exquisite trash talker. He's so smooth and intimidating. In Casino Royale, James Bond says, "You don't play the cards, you play the opponent." Well, my Dad does just that. He plays EVERYONE. And he makes them wet their pants.
Over the past month I've played a good bit of poker. I've won some and lost some, but I couldn't bear to not brag on my clever win. A straight flush! Luck be this lady. Casino night, anyone?