Friday, September 08, 2006

September 7, 2006 Report

While not exactly Project Runway, it was Baseball Cap Fashion Night.  JD's sporty design (described variously as pee-colored and lemon chiffon) proved a valuable asset: the man cleaned up at the poker table.  Spike was wearing Buttface, PG and the Admiral wore matching grain elevator toppers, and TW, posing as a Mennonite, wore the purple Goshen label.

PG whined all night about his ongoing persecution by the government and, probably, the universe.

Topics included Army recruitment in elementary schools (newsgazettewatch.blogspot.com ) and the insidious propoganda efforts of East Bend's evil secretary.

Root beer and diet orange soda with gourmet bagel chips and ice were served.

The games began with Criss Cross, which proved to be the evening's most popular game.  Everybody thought they would win.  Baseball, old and new, came into play, with new rules providing face up extra cards on four and old rules providing down cards.  Suspiciously, Toledo dealt himself three fours in one round.  Even more suspiciously, Spike dealt himself an extra card during one round, negating the entire hand of Best Flush.  There was an excess of fumbling (or perhaps cheating).  JD tried to cancel a wild nine he accidentally (?) dealt up to Spike.

Against all odds, TJ got his signature hand, a straight flush.  This is impossible.  Cosmic forces are clearly at work.

PG drew a three late in a game of new baseball, matched a two dollar pot, and green chips began flying with abandon.  The Admiral faced the challenge and lost, but his sacrifice may have paid off in the long run as he was a winner in the final tally.

Big winner was JD, pushing him into second place. 

A round of Between the Sheets got stymied for several rounds, with a continual replenishing of the five chip ante, but everybody won and it balanced out, more or less.

There was some discussion of liberalism and conservatism, of what it means to be a Buddhist Christian Atheist (or, in the case of PG, a Taoist Atheist Christian), and the final hand of Godless Anarchy (not to be confused with Godless Sodomite Anarchy) was divided between PG's illicit display of "666" and TW's mundane wild card straight.

Next week: Confronting Mario.

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