Untitled - January 6, 2002 Poker faces against the world even as the hand dealt holds so many kings and queens that any princely change in sums would have revealed what Lady Luck so kindly gave. Even as fingers clasp together, no attention is drawn to the subtle shift of satisfaction settling with the eyes - solid in the knowledge of a winning hand. In a silent nod to convention, I'll carry the hand to the very end, all eyes forward, learning to keep my poker face on.