Saturday, April 16, 2005

Carousing and card-playing until all hours with a group of expats I'll unambiguously call 'the guys.' Former poker dealer from Atlantic City turned loveable military pug wants nothing more out of the game than to keep the commentary running the entire time (sans inflection) and to instill in his fellow card-players an undying fidelity to all things poker. For before you know it, it's low hold card wild 7-card stud, suicide kings and one-eyed jacks, hold 'em with antes that exceed the monthly GDPs of many Croatian countries. Fortunes were made, reputations were lost. And then all of a sudden it's: jacks and 5s! Motown! I nearly fell out of my chair.

Danas je . Čitate stalno Joshievo izaslanstvo.