I'm sitting in a Starbucks in the middle of the night and I'm bored out of my mind. I promised myself about two months ago that I wouldn't play poker for at least one year. On nights like these, the itch comes back and even though a part of me knows that if I happen to lose, that money would have been much better spent. After all, money is tight for everyone these days. However, what is life without a little gamble and risk?