Once again, in case you missed it: any and all evidence must certainly exist to be useful as evidence. To obtain any evidence at all:
1. the evidence must first come into existence
2. you must become aware of it's existence
3. you must have sense enough to differientiate it from all the other random, improbable crap that happens.
Once again, your application if this sort of reasoning to Jabba's argument relies on him being a predetermined target. He isn't.
The sharpshooter fallacy you're trying to invoke again does not apply. Jabba does not need to be a predetermined target to pose a simple question as to what might better explain his sentient experience than H. To legitimately pose that question, he need only have the evidence he has - his (probability 1) sentient experience, if and only if H puts a ludicrously low prior probability on the emergence of his specific sentient experience.
I won't speak for Jabba here, as to how he actually reasons it out. I'll speak only for myself. Which is exactly appropriate, because my own subjective sentient experience is what I use. Not yours, not Jabba's, not a random chunk of detritus in the oort cloud. My specific sentient experience. In fact, that is the only way Jabba's formula can be used.
I pose a simple question: is anything I see significantly inconsistent with H? I answer no, except for one thing - my specific sentient experience. Given H, that specific sentient experience should never have happened with a certainty converging very nearly on 1. And yet I see precisely that, with a certainty of precisely 1, when H all but mandates that I, specifically, should be seeing nothing at all, ever. My own specific sentient experience, I conclude, is inconsistent with H.
And that one inconsistency, I conclude, is a giganogargantuan whopper.
Now, let's get back to your battle of wits with Stanley. Stanley has realised that your superior knowledge of statistics has rendered his bluff ineffective, so offers you a different bet. His bet is that he exists. According to you the odds against this are one to 1080!. He's offering you 10:1.
Do you accept his bet?
No, let's not bother with yet another bogus analogy which only serves to highlight your continued failure to grasp my actual perspective.
Of course I wouldn't take his bet. I know he exists. I know I exist. I know all the evidence I've ever used has always existed, which is what made it evidence in the first place.
Let's go with another analogy, something simple but closer to my actual perspective:
A cosmologist explains his hypothesis of the nature of the universe to me (this has actually happened, here and in other forums, only the claimants were not cosmologists). I rule his hypothesis out, citing the fact that his hypothesis, if true, would practically rule out my own specific existence, with a certainty converging on 1. He ridicules my response, and I pose a very simple question: what kind of idiot accepts a hypothesis which practically rules out his own existence? The logically challenged cosmologist then goes on to demonstrate precisely what kind of idiot does that.