Luck of the Irish

Apparently, being a quarter Irish is irrelevant. I often say I am unlucky and have many examples to prove it. Last night I had a very unlucky night of poker. I am first to admit that how much I drink and how much money I win is inversly proportional. However, even after eight shots of rum, I know to bet big when you flop a king high flush, and are leaving soon. I went all in after the turn card (slowplaying), with no pairs on the board. After much deliberation, a much respected friend called me. He had paired up hole cards. And got a full house on the river. Absolutely ridiculous. I am tempted to calculate the odds. Anyhow, afterwards I played beer pong for the first and second time. I discovered I really suck at that game. Well, at least I have my health....oh wait, I have a broken arm. Damn.