Tito's, Poker, Perkins
'Twas a marquee evening tonight. First, Ryan procured bottles of Tito's vodka. It lived up to the hype as well as could be imagined. It's good, but not the best vodka i've ever had. I still think that's Level, by a mile.
We played poker. Somehow, i lost $15. Laurence won, get this, $35. That's thirty-five dollars, US. Each buy-in was $5. That means that Laurence single-handedly took 7 buy ins. Un-fucking-believable. This beats the previous record of most money earned by a single person in a single night. The previous record holder was Cole at $31. Laurence had $20 in black chips. Just fucking crazy. The high-water mark for the night was a hand involving Laurence, New Guy, and me. The flop came x J Q, the jack and queen were both of spades. I'm holding 9 10 off suit, giving me an open-end straight draw and no flush possibilities. I bet big on the flop, get called by both New Guy and Laurence. Fourth street is a blank. I bet big again, get called by both again. River is the 8 of spades, giving me the nut straight. I'm the short stack, so i go all in. New Guy calls, Laurence goes all in (he's the chip leader), putting New Guy all in, New Guy calls. I show my nut straight. New Guy shows the A K of spades for the nut flush. Laurence turns over 9 10 of spades for a fucking straight flush. Laurence takes down the $15 pot and eliminates both New Guy and me at the same time for the second time that night. Un-fucking-believable.
After Cole went all out on a bluff, i proposed we go to Perkin's for some late-night pie. Everyone's down. I called Katherine, she was down, and we're on our way. There are two Perkin's in Madison, one of which is right near my house, but with indefinite hours, the other far away, but with known 24/7 openness. We decide to go to the far away one because of the guarantee of its being open. When we drive past the one by my house, it looks open, so Cole and i make some phone calls and get everyone else (there were four cars involved) to converge on the Perkin's by my house while we go pick up Katherine. Turns out this Perkin's is closed, so we call everyone else and tell them to go where they were originally going, which they were already half-way to before. Big debacle, all Cole's fault. Anyway, we get to Perkin's, have a late-night meal, and now we're all home.
Strangest thing, though. Zachar mentioned a premonition of impending doom, and now i can't shake that feeling. The leaves rustling when i got home confirmed for me that the world is going to end soon. Thank god i'm not a psychic. That would be really freaky.
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We played poker. Somehow, i lost $15. Laurence won, get this, $35. That's thirty-five dollars, US. Each buy-in was $5. That means that Laurence single-handedly took 7 buy ins. Un-fucking-believable. This beats the previous record of most money earned by a single person in a single night. The previous record holder was Cole at $31. Laurence had $20 in black chips. Just fucking crazy. The high-water mark for the night was a hand involving Laurence, New Guy, and me. The flop came x J Q, the jack and queen were both of spades. I'm holding 9 10 off suit, giving me an open-end straight draw and no flush possibilities. I bet big on the flop, get called by both New Guy and Laurence. Fourth street is a blank. I bet big again, get called by both again. River is the 8 of spades, giving me the nut straight. I'm the short stack, so i go all in. New Guy calls, Laurence goes all in (he's the chip leader), putting New Guy all in, New Guy calls. I show my nut straight. New Guy shows the A K of spades for the nut flush. Laurence turns over 9 10 of spades for a fucking straight flush. Laurence takes down the $15 pot and eliminates both New Guy and me at the same time for the second time that night. Un-fucking-believable.
After Cole went all out on a bluff, i proposed we go to Perkin's for some late-night pie. Everyone's down. I called Katherine, she was down, and we're on our way. There are two Perkin's in Madison, one of which is right near my house, but with indefinite hours, the other far away, but with known 24/7 openness. We decide to go to the far away one because of the guarantee of its being open. When we drive past the one by my house, it looks open, so Cole and i make some phone calls and get everyone else (there were four cars involved) to converge on the Perkin's by my house while we go pick up Katherine. Turns out this Perkin's is closed, so we call everyone else and tell them to go where they were originally going, which they were already half-way to before. Big debacle, all Cole's fault. Anyway, we get to Perkin's, have a late-night meal, and now we're all home.
Strangest thing, though. Zachar mentioned a premonition of impending doom, and now i can't shake that feeling. The leaves rustling when i got home confirmed for me that the world is going to end soon. Thank god i'm not a psychic. That would be really freaky.
Oh, and also, check out my latest added link.
Worst job ever: cleaninig bathrooms at a grocery store. Women are slobs. Fortunately, the heaviest thing i ever had to lift was 40lb bags of rock salt :)