Wednesday, October 17, 2012

No Sense of Identity from One Day to the Next

























About last night - I run into a pair of Vietnamese Canadian natives who have this massive dialogue better left for Facebook. And one of them has the second most iconic symbol of Australia, the Koala Bear, as their avatar. A bit later Someone from Australia shows up with an Oriental girl as the avatar.

Admin creates new position. Picks a country and name, picks an avatar, picks a chat language that makes absolutely no fucking sense. Sorry. I really like the f-bomb for emphasis.

This reeks of an admin playing multiple positions on the fly knowing that my focus is the lack of humanity.

Tonight's table of the day has similar qualities. Hotel and lancer have been playing at the same table before, and the last time I met up with both of them you couldn't escape a single hand without them congratulating each other with "nh hun" and "ty hun" every single freaking hand. Something must have soured in their realationship since the hun part was missing completely and there were only a few additional h's as an abbreviation for hun.

A couple of references to using the h as the abbreviation as being cute. Seems like it's for my benefit.

A huge problem in making me think this table is for real is the fact that 1TOAST is here, too. And there's no acknowledgement that his constant lame joke of posting ED appears every time he/she/it at least shares a pot that ED is posted in chat. The real human reaction after several minutes of play would be, "Toast, shut the fuck up." But there's not a peep. And clearwtrmike also chimes in with a 1TOAST not funny style post every win of "BO". Yup. Created for my benefit. Xenu is a major part of Scientology belief, and Clearwater Florida is their US capitol city.

Hotel is being domestic and is cleaning the clothes closet (screenshot missed) cooking pork chips, washing hoodies and sweaters, and is too tired to stay up anymore, but keeps cranking out the hands played. The last I checked cleaning and cooking and poker were pretty much mutually exclusive events.

But I've never sat at a table where two dozen morons threw their chips away at non-random hands and gained two million in one night.

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