The poker bloggers are finally starting to sober up from their weekend jaunts to the WSOP. After sweating out the alcohol and insinuating themselves back into their everyday routines of, um, blogging about poker, they’re finally embracing the weekend afterglow and writing about it. Blogger nympho Up For Anything described his weekend at the Plaza, where he had shitty service, a lobby that "smelled like boiled cabbage", the wrong room, no king-sized bed, no ice, and the vending machine was broken. Sounds similar to the hotel where we lost our virginity, however, the only reason our hotel smelled like cabbage was because we brought some into bed with us. The Smell of Lose [Up For Poker]