No poker at anyone's house

We didn't play poker at anyone's house last night, despite Eric's kind offer. Lots of people were tentative, a couple were no-nos. So ultimately, there was no game.

Poker at Nik's

On Monday (wow, ages ago), we played at Nik's house. There were Nik, Jonah, Adrian, Gary, and Rafi. We ate sausages and looked at undercooked chips. We ate very few crisps, oddly enough.
The evening was quite subdued. The major event was when Jonah started playing silly buggers with Adrian. They two were re-raising one another like plonkers, when all of a sudden Jonah's full house turned out to be worse than Adrian's. He lost all his money, but preferred to sneak out rather than buy some more chips. I think I spotted a tear or two in his eye as he left. Hopefully he's feeling better by now.
The rest of us finished the evening up, with Jonah basically distributing his money between us.
I've managed to lose data for the chart. I've got this week's and last week's, but seem to be missing the week before that and maybe the week before than too. I can't be bothered to guess all of you wins and losses. So you have to look at the pictures below and tell me how much you reckon you won or lost. Tell me which person's house we were playing at too. Sorry for the balagan.

Poker at Jonah's

Last night we played at Jonah's. Present were Jonah, Nik, Gary, Jona, Adrian, and Rafi. Also present, but virtually untouched, were some foul, spicy sausages. And some not very tasty chips. And drinks from the Pepsi family. And plenty of crisps, but no green doritos or bacon flavoured ones.

A relatively calm night of poker passed over us. Rafi had 4 of a kind at one point, but even that failed to ruffle too many feathers. Jona didn't fall off his chair. Adrian and Jonah didn't have a b!tch fight. Though we did have a laugh at the expense of BICOC, and the possibility that Grenada might want to join too. Ho ho ho.

Adrian pulled himself out of the red. Gary consolidated. Rafi crept towards Yoss. Jona and Jonah both lost.

The end.

(Next week at Nik's. OK, Gary?)

Poker at Gary's

Last night we played poker at Gary's. Sitting in his garden were Gary, Adrian, Yossi, Ariel Zauer, Rafi, Nik, and Eric. Gary barbequed some supersol burgers and made Nik some little pizzas. There were crisps left over.
The biggest loser was Rafi's brother, Ariel, who lost 85 shekels. I actually think this is quite impressive seeing as he didn't win a hand all evening. He might have won one but for the infamous flush fuck up in the game with four cards.
Adrian lost again. Indeed, a quick glance at my data reveals that in our last eight games, Adrian has sustained net losses of 257.5 shekels. For only the second time since records began, he has dropped below zero. (The first time was ages ago, and he was on -.5 for one week.) I'm sure we've all noticed that when Adrian is losing he doesn't half moan about it.
Meanwhile Gary surged ever upwards while Eric keeps up the rear with his lovely pink line.
Jonah would have come but he had to do something about his Fantasy Football league that involved standing in a breeze. I don't understand American sports.
Yossi made a pathetic joke about Kashmir.
Something else funny happened and I said to myself that I'd put it in the blog but I can't remember what it was. If you remember, perhaps add a comment.