More bollocks than a gelder's dustbin

26 October 2006

A, erm, not very big moment

Yes, this is it ladies and gents. After much graft and devotion, my fifth post. It may not match OG's 201 posts (no, wait, 202...nope, 203....no, hang on...), but what I lack in quantity I like to think I make up for in content*.

In a departure from most blogs, todays dose of drivel is about something that's about to happen, rather than something that's already happened. I'm talking of this weekend (natch), with a crazy night out with the boy Manikai planned tomorrow, and a chance for me to supplement my meagre salary at the expense of everyone else with a big poker night on Saturday.

Clay heads back to SA in the near future, and with any luck tomorrow's send-off will have rich doses of the randomness and hilarity through which he's made his reputation over the years. If I (or RL) remember to take a camera tomorrow, pictures should surely follow.

Then with our heads still thumping from the Friday, it's off to MJD's pad (read: Manor House occupying half the landmass of Stalybridge - at least that's how he describes it) for a good ol' road game. With two of the game's pillars off in the Apple, the Don also absent, and the three of them replaced by fresh fish (Gaz: "Damn. All I've got is four of these 'ones'". Everyone else: "Fold!". Lunt "Zzzzzz"), it should be a fine event. For the record, I predict:

Me to pick up about £20 (from a £40 buy-in), thus hemorrhaging money once again.
Bradbury to nail the first game, then get nowt in the rest, but spend the whole evening banging on about how he's off to KPMG.
Gaz to snaffle the £90 jackpot in game 2, despite not knowing what's going on, but being a jammy twunt.
Mullock to spend 95% of the evening staring at people, asking for chip counts, putting people on cards, and asking how the betting has gone so far, 4% of the time drinking and 1% ACTUALLY PLAYING POKER.
Lunt to auto-fold half of the second game and all of the third, by virtue of being unconscious.

Tune in next week to see if I'm the next Nostradamus!

Mike, Mark, no intention here to make you feel like you're missing out - I'd love to be over in Noo Yoyk an all.
OG, every intention to make you jealous. Ha.

*not a guarantee

No-one will have noticed, so I'll mention that from now on, the 'Defiance' pic will change links each time I update my blog, with whatever's caught my eye. Today: A past from the (fairly recent) past, just because it makes me smile. Especially the ginger one.

4 Comments:

Blogger Owen said...

My public demand regular updates.

Very jealous about missing out on Manikai's leaving do. I expect pictures and stories aplenty.

And poker night at Daniels'? Certainly disappointed to miss out on that. Did Bradbury sneak off to the west wing with a copy of the abi titmuss video? Or was he caught rifling through the drawers of the chamber maid? So to speak.

8:23 PM

 
Blogger Hotstuff said...

Forget ‘Golden Balls’. ‘Crystal Balls’ is born. Uncanny.

9:40 PM

 
Blogger Hotstuff said...

And also, how are we going to get the photos from that man Claiton Manikai?

8:33 AM

 
Blogger Owen said...

Pictures, stories, just someone get something posted you lazy blighters. I'll have to start doing some work in a minute.

3:30 AM

 

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