Great afternoon of poker yesterday, and even though I ended the game down, it was worth it for the companionship and home made pizza. On the airtrain to JFK now to ship out to London for a bit. Next post comes from across the drink. Tags: friends, poker, travel
Tag Archives: poker
Playtime…
There was poker at O and S’s place last night, a table with many players and higher stakes from which I extracted myself with fairly minor bruises. I won a couple of hands and early on and didn’t slide too far in the the latter rounds. There was good food, good companionship and the shocking… Continue Reading
I work down there…
See how that black box is surrounded by plaza, a big, empty plaza? That black box is the entrance to the school where I work, which is situated underneath the empty plaza. And see the white fence keeping the plaza empty? That’s because starting next week the whole plaza is going to be demolished so… Continue Reading
Beauty is everywhere…
I love living in New York because so many gorgeous people are walking around, sometimes utterly unaware of their own beauty. I got this shot on my way to poker last night, where my losses were not utterly shameful, but were still disheartening. I did manage to win what I think is the smallest pot… Continue Reading
Still coming down…
Yes It’s snowing here in Brooklyn, and blowing. It’s piling up in the street because plowing doesn’t happen so much in the minor boroughs and certainly even less in our little particular back water. It’s not bad news. I’ve had a good day all in all, sleeping off the bad vibes of a brutal work… Continue Reading
They cleaned my clock…
Despite wining a few hands, I got my ass handed to me today at the poker table. We don’t play high stakes but I ended the day down thirteen bucks on a table with a ten dollar buy-in. Of course the real point is companionship and being around hot folks smoking cigars, so it was… Continue Reading
Cashing in…
Pals for Sunday poker and cigars. Kerry, Boymeat, Scotty, Scot, Thor ad Lolita. We played the usual silly dealer’s choice games. Everyone brought very responsible snacks, including the unpictured , who brought cupcakes that were delightfully tidy as well as tasty. Eventually I will forgive Boymeat for winning so much money all the time, especially… Continue Reading
There is something wrong…
…. with being too sick to get out of bed all day Sunday, and then being well enough to come back into work on Monday. What kind of sap am I? If I had any kind of chops as a goldbricker I would have just called in sick and taken care of all the household… Continue Reading