"Wow, I'm not even mad! I'm amazed!"

So the past week has been the roughest stretch I've had in live action poker. It was bad karma for me to boast two entries ago how I couldn't lose. That's where I went wrong. Especially the past three days have been brutal, where I've played about 12 hours a day. It's been a mix of being hideously card dead ("have you tried these new flop-resistant cards?") combined with disaster striking on the rare ocassions I've made a hand. Never once did I see pocket aces in that time, and the three times I made sets I was shown a better hand on the river. Once I saved some money when I folded my set face-up on the river and as a courtesy my opponent showed his made gutshot. The second time I was up against top pair with a backdoor flush draw and it went runner-runner diamonds. On the very last hand of cards I played, I flopped middle set on a J72 board and got all my money in on the flop in a three-way pot to see a final board of J72JJ, so I got counterfeited to a higher pocket pair.

So I'm not gonna go on and on about this. Just trust me that it has been pretty remarkable. If it wasn't happening to me, I would be fascinated by it the same way a mathematical wave theorist could be fascinated by watching a huge aberrant wave develop, as they sometimes do, in the middle of the ocean, in calm waters. Right now, like Will Farrell in Anchorman after Baxter ate the whole wheel of cheese, "I'm not even mad, I'm just amazed.