Poker - night nine; unsuited 2 and 7 all the way to the bank

Finally getting round to relaying the facts for last sunday.
Dark, Joel and I travelled south, to the other side of the bridge to go play some
basketball. 2 hours later we were dropped back at central and hopped the train
back to the north side.
Nothing else really happenend... except that i missed alot of easy shots, not may day.

Poker was eventful.
Started with six playas- Joel, dark, dan and I were the regulars. We had two first timers;
Dan's sister and her boyfriend; Kristie and Gus.
Kristie's erratic betting was evident of her bloodline and a few times it payed off.
Gus went out first, his experience at black-jack and games of that ilk did little to help him playing holdem. He was followed closely by Kristie whos inability to hold a stack longer than the next hand got the better of her.

My pile slowly diminished as Dark, Dan and Joel exchanged chips. The chip leader changed quicker than a gold-digger did husbands.
In the end i lost a nice pot to aces over my kings and, the next hand, went all in paying the annoyingly high blind.
I was dealer for the rest of the night.

So I left the last three at it since it was pushing 11 and i was tired and had a headache.
Dark sent me an email monday explaing the last few hands;

Dark says;
Yep...as much as I was barracking for Dan, he exposed his jugular to me
and I couldn't help but pounce. Joel didn't hold on much longer after
Dan went down but gave it a good solid effort.
The final hand follows thusly;
I got dealt an unsuited 2 and 7- the worst hand possible. Joel got dealt a pair of kings- the second best hand possible.
and then the first two cards on the flop were another 2 and then another 7. He was so crushed by that hand…I can see why he hates the 2/7 so much. That was also my 2nd 2/7 win of the nite.

so the finaly result;
1- Dark
2- Joel
3- Dan
4- Steve (thats me folks)
5- Kristie
6- Gus

next sunday promises to be interesting; currently we've got 8 playing so its bound to be huge.

Hot Wet Australian Summer

I've been putting off posting 'coz i', feeling really un-motivated to do so.
But, with a sigh and a glance at what i'm supposed to be doing- i give you my Summer Break.
Work finished on the 23rd, and after getting rid of a client and going to join my work chums for a Christmas lunch i headed home- picking up Dani's present on the way. It was a hot day, and my bag was heavy (the bottle of vodka really didn't help)

The next week became an orgy of sun, surf and food... Well, an orgy is a bit of an exageration. Maybe more like a dozen sexual encounters that require a few days to recover from.

NYE day was spent with friends, before we went to a party in St.Leonards for the evening. This is where my aforementioned bottle of vodka was put to good use. 16 floors up, we had a view of the famous harbour bridge and five of the numerous syncronized fireworks.

N ew Years day was an adventure. As the mercury pushed 45C we headed out to Luna Park for the Feel Good Festival. Kev and I grabbed a few rides will the girls chilled in the auditorium watching the live bands come and go. The heat taunted us, it was so dry. Its like standing in front of a fan-forced oven on a hot day.
Eventually we retreated to the cooler building to see the music. True Live is a very cool hybrid of reggae, rap and instrumental. Ozomantli was damn brilliant.
Skip ahead a few hours and just as the Beautiful Girls (who went well with the heat) finished a cold change came through, drying the sweat and sunscreen and setting a very chilled out mood for Pete Murray. Perfect end to a very hot (rather short) summer break.

A few days later i was back at work. Now its been a whole week and i'm tired from last sunday's poker game. Its been on hiatus since Christmas, but we got back into thw swing of things the other night... that post comes soon.

and forgive me for spelling anything wrong... really not motivated to get it right.