Poker at Adrian's

Last night we played poker at Adrian's. In attendance were Adrian himself, Jonah, Yossi, Rafi's cousin Mark, Nik, Eric and Rafi. I arrived too late for food, but I'm told that Adrian served up some disgusting frozen quasi-schnitzel things with a low percentage of chicken contents, and a high percentage of crap. Crisps were served in plastic bags.

Eric joined us even though he had run a marathon but 24 hours earlier and had a very stiff love muscle. Yossi stared the abyss in the face (does an abyss have a face?), but rallied to end up the night's biggest winner. He trails 8 shekels behind Gary on our table. HOWEVER, he owes me two numbers for when we played at Gary and Jonah's (as do Rafi and Eric). If he doesn't give me those numbers soon I'm just going to guess wildly.

Adrian and Jonah seemed extremely pleased with their immensely laboured gag about me having the nut. Not a bad gag, all in all, but the giggling build up perhaps undermined its power somewhat. It's nice to know my goolies are a subject for discussion even in my absence.

Adrian mis-dealt, dealing in Elijah for one hand. But then I don't need to write that Adrian mis-dealt. We can take that as read from now on.

Mark carried on from last week's crazy betting practices, though this time it cost him money. He was also involved in a controversial last hand, where he could have taken three quarters of the pot but instead split it fifty-fifty with an unforgiving and ungenerous Nik. But a guy who plays loopy poker all night, saying that it's only money, doesn't deserve too much pity. Still.

Next week at Yoss.

Scores on the doors at the close of play were: Adrian -12; Eric -59.5; Jonah -1.5; Rafi 11; Jossie 101; Nik 33.5.