What's New With Poker Chick?

So what's been going on whilst we await the Toronto review? A few words to sum up the weekend....pull-ups, toddler undies, dissertation discussions, central park, pms pimples, nighttime marching bands, Harry Potter, and newfound obsession with both "Man vs. Wild" and "Facebook" (specifically, poking and the travel map feature..over 150 worldwide destinations!) Oh yes, and if any local friends know the best intersection to buy a gun in NY, please share....

New post below. Updated post here. And the newest addition: summer reading (also on right). Hey, technology is fun!

Games People Play

Everyone plays mind games with themselves they'll never admit to. Think about it, you're bored, waiting for the subway and you think to yourself "bet one comes in 10 seconds" and you count "10...9...8". Or you sit at a sidewalk cafe and play "native or tourist?" in your head. So here's the latest game....

You're starved. You haven't eaten anything that day and it's 100 degrees out. You decide to stay in the building and open your wallet. There's $4 inside. Are you upset? Of course not! It's another opportunity to play the crowd-pleaser "how much can I buy with what I have?"

Poker Chick scoured the cafeteria. Enough food to be sated for four measly bucks? In Manhattan? It can be done!

One cheese sandwhich on whole wheat bread
"Deluxe" with lettuce, tomato pickle and chips
A fresh peach

Grand total: $2.96!

A few inconsequential people have been known to call Poker Chick cheap. Ahem. Not cheap. Just entertaining.

What embarrassing mind games do you play?

Who are the people in your neighborhood?

Any real New Yorker knows the perils of getting on a crowded subway at rush hour, but if you're female the experience is particularly repugnant.

Here's a rundown of the crazy characters Poker Chick has bumped into. Holler if any of these sound familiar and please...next time feel free to say hello to the people who "brighten up" your commute.

Oh, who are the people in your neighborhood? In your neighborhood? In your neighborhood? Say, who are the people in your neighborhood? The people you meet on your train.

The yeller: I'm the yeller: I always sounds the same. "Keep moving, people! Move into the train!" With elbows and fists and screams, I'll stomp over those before me.

'Cause a yeller is a person on your subway train. On your subway train. On your subway train, a yeller is a person on your subway train. A person that you meet each day.

The bagman: As the bagman I needs lots of stuff. Briefcase, backpack or man-purse...it's never enough. But when the doors lock me inside the train, I tug at my poor strap in vain.

Oh the bagman is a person on your subway train. On your subway train. On your subway train, a bagman is a person on your subway train. A person that you meet each day.

The stinker: I'm a stinker coming from the gym. Or I'm foreign or skipped showering on a whim. You suppress the sudden urge to vomit, 'cause your nose is shoved against my 'pit.

The intern: As an intern I'm the most amusing. Looking awkward in a tie, I don't know what I'm doing. Yet I smile to avoid the big map near me. Who cares, 3 months and I am history.

Hard-on man: Now hard-on man's the worst offender. I stand behind you while positioning my little member. I'm hot for you and want to show it, but hope that others haven't noticed. We'll add an extra oink here. Because I am just so disgusting.

Yes....hard-on man's a person on your subway train. On your subway train. On your subway train, hard-on man's a person on your subway train. A person that you meet each day.

Above: Japanese women get their own cars as 64% report being groped on crowded trains.

EVERYBODY SING: These are the people in your neighborhood. In your neighborhood, in your neighborhood. Yes, these are the people in your neighborhood. The people that you greet each day.

A great big SHOUTOUT to the family in Holy Baden Baden. Miss you.