February 10, 2002

Andrew and Matt

5-15
Dwight's Barbecue

I should have taken a better photo of Jennifer's drawing, sitting behind
her shoulder on the poker chip box. A tribute to our poker night, with pictures
of cards (only four, with no straights or flushes, cards I wish her dad, who has been
beating the beejesus out of us lately, would get), and food.

Poker History:

Pass the Dork.

Seven cards dealt, pass two, keep your best five, then flip one up
at time, with betting rounds between.

I drop, Rob drops, and Dave stays in against Mark & Dwight but bails after
flipping one card. Both Mark & Dwight appear to be going high with straights
but when it comes time to declare, they both declare low. Bluffed each other.
Dwight, in a moment of temporary insanity,sees his ace as a high card and is about
to concede the game to Mark until Dave stops him.

Rob deals Five Card Draw, fifty cents minimum and announces to all that an
ace can win this game. I imagine that when Mark looks at his hand and sees
trip threes, he's thinking the pot is all his. I can also assume the same of Rob
who has trip sixes. Too bad about Dwight's Full House.

Sidelights:

Neither Brian/Bryan calls or shows up. Pontz claims to have forgotten, and Bryan we
never heard from so he could be dead.

We learn about Susan and Dwight's father's fondness for brush fires. Wonder if either one
has been west lately. Also that Susan's brother is a park ranger who married a park ranger
and both work in Jackson Hole. It's great to play at Dwight's cause we finally learn
stuff about his family....from Susan.

Most interesting, and I assume safe for publication, are Andrew's driving travails. He's taking
time off from school and is working at Sky Restaurant in Sudbury. The problem is, how to get
there now that his license has been lifted for a little DUI in New Hampshire. I said to Rob,
"But that's in New Hampshire." Rob replied, "Reciprocity."

Okay, this edition reaches a new low for boring information. I could have mentioned Dave's clogged
gutter, my commiserating with Susan about light colored floor tiles, Rob's new air conditioning,
or how he lectured us all on bringing small bills and not tens and twenties, but I didn't. So take me
out and string me up with piano wire. No, do something really painful, make me play Airplane after
I've already dropped twenty.