The Eleventh Little Indian Boy

Friday, January 09, 2004:

A late night conversation between LIB and the siamese powerbook brothers:

LIB: *walks into CHKLHG's room*
PicBoy: Isn't it something that so many SF people think of LA so highly?
CHKLHG: Sure....that New Years party was really cool.
LIB: Man, I think it's sad to travel that far in search of girls.
PicBoy: Not everyone there is searching for girls.
PicBoy: Some may really enjoy the style of life.
LIB: Yeah, I know...but still...there is all that Mecca talk going around.
CHKLHG: Man, I need to move down to LA and buy a house.
LIB: Hahahahaha!
PicBoy: Hahahaha.....yeah, do it!!
LIB: I'm telling you.....this situation parallels early American history.
CHKLHG: ???????
LIB: In the early days when gold was discovered in CA......
LIB: Every one and their mother rushed out here to prospect.....
PicBoy: So?
LIB: Well, over time the land was stripped dry and nothing was left.
PicBoy: Over time though....LA has plenty of gold left to go around.
LIB: *smirk*
CHKLHG: Yeah....Fool's Gold.
PicBoy: Hahahahaha!!!
LIB: Hahahahahaha!!!!

It's very amusing how one little conversation can spark a man out of a blogging dry spell. Just when I thought things were wound up to the point of no creation, something like this lands in my lap and here we go again. Hahahaha.

Without opening up a huge can of worms....the grass may be greener on the other side.....but the color of your own front lawn is directly affected by how much time you put in for maintenance.

Rather than continue down this path, let me recap a bit about how our Charity Poker event turned out.

Lots of people eating lots of burritos. 17 players at the beginning of the evening. 5 1/2 hours later only one remained.

Final table: PicBoy, Donut, JetSou, LIB, Eek, and the Thespian.

Eek goes all in and loses to LIB.

LIB thinks Picboy is bluffing and goes all in. Loses pants and shirt.

The Thespian succumbs to a crafty bluff by Donut and finally lays still. *LIB note: this guys was like a pesky mosquito. You kept pulling his legs off one by one, yet he still was able to fly around and sting you back.

Donut becomes too involved and has to go with his pair of Ladys. PicBoy adds a king to the pair already sitting in the community area.

It comes down to JetSou and PicBoy. 4 hearts dealt out of 5 cards. JetSou....8 of hearts. PicBoy....10 of hearts. Victory goes to PicBoy. Second time player and inaugural champion of the Charity Hold'em Invitational.

The best part was that we were able to raise around 100 dollars that went towards some Partners International gifts. 100 chicks for a farmer in Cambodia. A goat for another family in China. And 3 bibles for seekers also in China. To me that is just so sweet. We're definately going to do this again soon. Hopefully next time we can get a cow. Yeah.....we're going for the cow!!!

Quick parting shots.....Eek and JetSou have my respect. They played intelligently and lasted until the final round. The Thespian is only drinking water whenever we play next. Surprise early exits: The Capitol, POC, and CHKLHG....who was purely just UPSET. Ok...it's really late. Time for bed. What an awesome night.

LIB // 9:06 AM


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Not many people know about the ELEVENTH little indian boy. Quite simply he was the one who didn't really want to follow in the footsteps of the other 10 and at times even held grandiose dreams of being a cowboy one day. In a world that is changing ever so fast, one can only hope and pray.

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