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Book By Its Cover Review: Online Poker

Despite a lovely day many years ago when I won $4 at the racetrack, I'm not much of a gambling person. I think this is because at my last copywriting job, I was responsible for writing the "Club Cash" letters for a crappy Indiana riverboat casino. Nothing saps the excitement!! and winnings!!! of gambling like trying to figure out every week how to make the new Austin Powers slot machine sound triple-hot. Plus, I once ventured down to that casino, which bore a strange assembly of old people, fat people and cowboys with the mixed smell of nacho "cheez" and cigarettes. I spent $10 on a slot machine, won back a nickel and played it just because I was too lazy to cash it in. So the thrills and chills of gaming didn't do it for me.

So, that's the first reason why I don't think online poker would excite me. Also, there are the commercials. There are various commercials, but there's one in particular that is irksome, where a person is accused of having a bad poker face, which I don't actually think is such a bad campaign, except each ad ends up with this obnoxious "Oooooooh! La de da de doo!" type jingle that I think is intended to be a Yahoo-type tag.

Finally, I know too well the addictions of the computer. It began, I think, with marathon Minesweeper sessions in college (I was not known as the "cool" roommate.) And then, there is the general Internet, which I use not so much for communication and research, but as a means to prolong going to bed, because reading blogs is simpler than brushing my teeth.

So no thanks, online poker. You might be making some folks rich, but for me, all the riches in the world can't buy blah blah blah.