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Although I did find time to have two lamb kebab things today, I also fared a little better in the tournament with 13th place finish - helped in some way by one outer-ing Alan - but eventually the blinds caught up with me etc etc.

The side events are now finished and the main event looms large on the horizon. In many ways this week has been like taking a good shit for myself; the side events sort of like the piss before what you're really there for, a great big poo and I hope to have two good profitable days on the pot this weekend.


In other news John McCain has made an audacious move to oust the Democratic Convention from the Mercan newspaper front pages, and he certainly managed it by appointing some random fisherman's wife from Alaska as his running-mate.

Sarah Palin, not only does she only have something in the region of 18 months experience in Washington, a couple of years less than Barack Obama, which seems an incredibly bizarre choice considering their whole campaign to date has rested on persuading the Mercan people that Barack Obama is not ready to be President - she's also pro-life with a son who suffers from Down Syndrome so she's obviously as bereft of scruples and morals as John McCain. I think she's keen on banning anything that's a good time too. Pro-life but anti-living.

Some expert pundit dude said she'd have to put on 100 lbs just be considered a politcal light weight. She's been picked to appeal to all the hysterical divorcee and gay hairdresser Hillary voters, but all he's done is remind people on his 72nd birthday that he is old as fuck, riddled with several dormant cancers and has just appointed a completely unqualified person to sit in the second most powerful person in the world chair and who will replace him when, not if, he dies soon. Fun times.