My parents' neighborhood is strange... Everyone talks to each other, we all throw barbecues and so on. The neighbor straight across from my parents, Randy, is sort of a fixture; he's always there to help out when anyone needs it, and this weekend was his birthday (50th!) so the neighborhood threw him a party. It was neat; we all got plastered and played poker. To be honest, I had never played poker before- I would have done a much better job of learning the game if I hadn't been 60% of the way through a bottle of Bushmills. I had a few good hands, but things like probability and reading people faded pretty quickly; when I got tired of playing I shed my chips over the course of 4 hands so as not to be obvious about it and excused myself. I guess it's a fun game, but I should learn how to play properly before going back into a game like that.
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