take that, biatches!

Twas poker night tonight! Matt, before you get any dirty thoughts, this was the card game (Texas hold 'em), between eight guys. After a nice Bolivian-style dinner (grâce à Ramon) we whipped out the peanuts, raisins, and golden raisins (our play money), plus beer, and bought in for 5 euros apiece.

Oh yeah, and Ramon had specified guys and English speakers only, but we still had a pretty good spread: three americans (though Ramon is half Bolivian), a British Belgian, two Irishmen, a Norwegian guy who's been living in Vancouver, and a guy from Quebec.

The Quebecois guy was a serious bluffer, and it worked for a while until he lost everything and had to buy in again. But he made it all back and almost won.

It all came down to the last hand. I was dealt a queen and a four or something like that, so nothing good, and then when the first three cards came up I had nothing, except four spades. So close to a flush! I hung in there, jacked up the bidding, and then when the last card came up, it was a spade!!! So I jacked up the bidding even more, knowing it was our last hand before we took the métro, and it came down to everyone who hadn't folded putting everything they had into the pot. Closest thing to beating me was a full house (which was pretty close), but in the end I came home with 40 euros. Sweet! I'd only had one big hand before that but it wasn't going to be enough against James, but he folded, and everyone else put everything in, so I crushed him. Yeah!

And then, on the way home I ran across two people from my masters in the métro. Who woulda thought?

Anyway, it was tons o' fun, and I can see why they show poker on ESPN.