Sunday, September 16, 2007

You got to know when to fold 'em

In the interest of balanced coverage, it our duty to report this morning that last night St. Paul Katie drove away from a South Minneapolis poker table with the shirt on her back, a half tank of gas and little else.
Her zeal for the game is undiminished. She was remarkably cheerful and claimed to have a good time with the friends who spent the evening taking her money.
Meanwhile, Stan spent the evening in his gloomy suite of rooms, eating microwave popcorn and watching a 1932 detective movie on Turner Classics.
The coffee was hot and fresh this morning.