My little winning streak
The ponies run, the girls are young,
The odds are there to beat.
You win a while, and then it's done -
Your little winning streak.
And summoned now to deal
With your invincible defeat,
You live your life as if it's real,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.
It lasted for five months and luck had nothing to do with it. But Monday, the "streak" ended. I broke up with Kelley, as the long-distance thing finally went sour.
I'm not sure what you can do in these situations. It's like being rivered. It's like variance. You just shrug it off and move on.
So I bought cable. I played horrible poker, despite well-trod advice to not play under these situations.
It's freed me up some. Now I don't have to trade off whether I'll go to Tunica with the mayor in early December or to Las Vegas with the bloggers a week after that. I can do both now.
It allowed me to go over to a female friend's house after midnight to catch a movie (Lost in Translation), something I would have never done while dating Kelley. At least that streak is unbroken, for a few decades: I have never cheated on someone I've been dating.
You know I don't believe in streaks, right?
It's social skill instead of luck. There will be somebody else out there for me. Deal the cards.