I am hitting the poker table in SF tonight.
And I am telling you that these people are out for blood.
Joools, in particular, is looking to kick my ass.
The Day of the Dhimmi is Done - Michael Lumish, PhD, proprietor. (mike.lumish@gmail.com)
Aghghghg!
ReplyDeleteI got beat!
Lupe kicked my ass and then I ran away.
It was only a couple bucks and well worth it for Gaspari's pizza on Geary Blvd in SF and the hysterical poker chit-chat.
That's the thing about games among friends - as opposed to casino's that host Texas Hold'em cash games or tourneys - no one gets hurt and the conversation is much more fun because we almost all know one another.
I am not opposed to hitting a casino if I happen to be in Vegas or Reno, which is rare, but games among friends are much more fun.
{I still hate it when I lose, tho!}
;O)
But, damn, that pizza was good.
From my old neighborhood, too.
Commiserations on getting beat.
DeleteBut very glad you had good time with friends. And great pizza!
Sounds like fun.