I like to think I'm a smart cookie – and I am, usually. Like anybody else, though, I have my moments. You know them when you get them. Most times its something stupid, like locking your keys in the car, but the big ones are memorable. About a month ago, my girlfriend Robin was having a poker party. She joked before that there wasn't any point to inviting me because I clean up most nights, and it's true; I am a pretty good poker player. Even though the highest stakes are a buck, I usually win back enough for lunch the next day.