Weekend
Friday
Hubby brought home a Brazilian co-worker/friend to visit for the weekend. Very nice guy…and nice looking as well… I don’t think he has any fat on him at all and he’s got one of the best 6-packs (abs)I’ve seen in a long time. Hubby is getting him into surfing and David (the Brazilian) is really enjoying it so far. We watched some television that night and our other friend Lou stops by. He’s the one that works at NASA, except now he’s going back to school to be a chiropractor.
Lou had a Super Bowl party, so we were reminiscing about that. He invited us over that evening for the Super Bowl and some food. They were grilling out and he had the fire pit going, as it was pretty chilly outside. So we watched the game outside by the fire and then during halftime, we ran some motorized scooters and pocket bikes around the yard in the dark. That’s a funny activity to watch when people get drunk. I know I had my own funny moment on the scooter. These things weren’t really designed to run around in the grass and wet dirt, either. There was a small crater (about 3 feet wide and 6 inches deep) in their yard. Guess who found it? It took everything I had to keep from busting my ass when I hit that damn thing. They should warn people about that before giving us a bunch of beer and setting us loose on anything motorized in the yard. Then again, it wouldn’t be quite as funny.
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Saturday
Saturday was going to be a really nice warm day so we decided to go surfing. The high was about 80 and it was going to be sunny all day. The waves really good form, the breeze was offshore and the water was a balmy 56 degrees. Brrrr! I got a bit of sunburned, nothing major. We came home and decided to relax for a while after all that. They watched TV and I worked on my knitting, since it’s going so slowly.
I’m really tired of knitting this cap, but I’m determined to finish it before I start another project. I know my tendency to start many things and finish few, so that’s why I’m only having one thing on the needles at a time. I’ve got about 4 more inches, I think and it should be close to finished.
Then we went out and did what they call around her as “the Flagler stagger.” Everyone goes to the beachside in New Smyrna and wanders up and down Flagler Avenue, hitting each bar on the street. Usually you go down one side, end up on the beach for a bit walking around and then go back up the other side. By the time you’re nearing the end, you will be staggering, hence the name. We left there and ended back at our home bar, the No Name. The band was really good and I talked to the guitar player afterwards. He told me he would tab out an Ozzy song for me over Bike Week. We got home about 2:30 in the morning.
Sunday
I was pretty lazy most of Sunday morning. The weather changed from being sunny and warm, to drizzle and chilly. At least it feels really cold when it’s wet. I decided to head over to No Name in the afternoon as they have a No Limit Texas Hold ‘Em tournament every Sunday. Usually they have a good turnout of about 30+ people. This time they only had enough for one full table because of the Daytona 500 being in town. Naturally there were some of these race fans in the bar. One guy in particular was pretty loud and obnoxious. He had been drinking margaritas for a while. Naturally he signs up for the poker tournament and ends up with the seat to my right.
This guy has no clue what the hell he’s doing. He’s trying to put his chips out before it’s his turn. He goes all in on every hand at one point. I had a decent hand, but I’m not going all in pre-flop and have this guy hit something, so I fold. He would say stuff like “These card’s aren’t any good” before he folded it, or ask what someone else had before the showdown, and of course he was quite loud about it. I could tell other people were getting annoyed as well and the dealer had to tell him several times to wait his turn. I quickly identified the 2 or 3 serious players at the table. Meanwhile, Loud Obnoxious Clueless Race Fan gets taken out first. I wasn’t surprised.
One of the first decent hands I had was the following:
The button is to my left, so I open with a raise. I get two callers. Then the flop comes up as:
I check and someone makes a small raise. The other guy folds and I call. Then the turn:
Again, I check. The guy again fires off a small raise. I call. Then the river:
I make a good pot sized raise. The other guy thinks about it for a long time and then he folds. I didn’t show my hand.
On another hand, I am dealt:
I’m in the big blind and someone raises, so I call. There’s 3 of us. The flop is:
I raise a pretty hefty amount. One guy folds. The other guy is hesitant, but calls. Then the turn:
I raise by the same amount I raised before. The guy was hesitant last time, and he thinks about this for a while. Then he folds and turns over his cards. He had a pair of Aces. So I turned my deuces over. He thought I had the 3rd King. He said he never would have put me on flopping the full house. I told him it was a good laydown. Not many people will lay those Aces down.
I take 3 people of the tournament with the following hand:
I raise and I get 3 callers. Two are short stacks who go all in and the third one had about an average stack. The flop comes up:
I had noticed the 2 all-in callers, but for some reason I thought the 3rd was all-in as well, so I just checked. Then he checks, so I glance over wondering why someone who is all-in would be checking. I saw that he wasn’t all-in at that point. So then the turn comes up:
I raise and put him all-in. He hesitates forever, it seems and then he finally calls. The river:
I take the pot. 2 people had Ace/rag and the guy who hesitated on calling had a pair of Jacks. So that takes 3 people out.
After that, even though I had a substantial stack, I couldn’t get cards for anything. The times I did have something playable, someone had something just a little bit better. So I ended up in 4th place and the guy who folded his Aces to my full house earlier ended up winning. He was one of the better players at the table.
They were having a second tournament and everyone wanted me to stick around (since I was the only female playing), but I decided to skip the second tourney and go home to be with hubby.
So that was my weekend… All in all, it was a pretty good one. :jap:








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# February 23, 2006,
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