Scared Straight

My blogroll has been updated -- I trimmed some of the dead flesh and added links to everyone who asked. It will probably be a year before it's updated again, because I suck that way.

Last night I stayed up later than usual to watch the greatest Waffles-tilt moment of all time. Seems somebody was goaded into an ill-conceived bet on Buddy Dank Radio and almost had to pay up, saved only at the last moment by a monumental collapse by Waffles, on par with the 2004 Yankees or the 2008 Patriots. He had to win the tournament to collect, and had a 6-1 chip lead entering heads-up play, only to choke and finish second. It was as if the universe said to itself, "Wait a minute. I can't let Waffles win! It's in the contract -- Waffles is never supposed to win!" Thank God the universe woke up and noticed in time. What would I read if Waffles actually won something? He'd become totally boring.

Note to Waffles: next time you have a high open pair in heads-up Stud Hi/Lo, don't check to your opponent! You did it at least twice last night, on multiple streets both times, and it probably cost you your coveted photo. Maybe CK will send you some sort of consolation prize, but I doubt you'll ever catch her making a bet like that again. You really blew it man.