Waking up his hard to do
After 6 or 7 hours of sleep, it's time to get up for Brad-o-ween! We all get ready and head over to Otis' house around noon. We get there just as people start digging into the feast! I don't know where they got the food from, but I was craving it the next day... I finished eating and set up the bar. I was all ready to start with the mixing, but for some unknown reason, nobody wanted to start drinking at noon before a tournament. I just don't understand... I did convince April and Gracie that they needed a little relaxation before the tourney, so the girls sat in the shade and sipped our cocktails.
At 1 PM, the announcement was made that the tournament was about to begin. We all drew for tables and placement. I drew the ace of clubs (I think), so I won the deal and choice of seat in the kitchen. That was the best win of the day for me. We all got settled in and started playing. I won a few small hands, but I couldn't get any action when I flopped trip 10s (best hand I had). At this point, I don't even remember when I got knocked out with. Let's just say I was out early - within the first 8 or 10 people. It was ok though. It was at that time when I realized that a long island iced tea sounded REALLY good. It was a hot day, and I wanted something cool and refreshing. That did it!
I took orders for the teas, and I think I made 4 in the first batch. I made sure that Mrs. Otis was one of the first recipients since she'd been working her butt off all day! I offered one to Otis, but he was still running around getting last minute party items. He's got a heck of a lot more dedication to his parties than I do. After a few hours, I'm ready to let the guests fend for themselves. Otis was still being the perfect host until the end.
After I "forced" other people to try the drinks, I started getting orders left and right for them. I'm sure I affected several people's play. :-) This went on for several hours... the rest of the day is all a little fuzzy.
We got to the final table, and I got to see the trick that DoubleAs played with the deck. His writeup is much better than anything I can do - go check it out. When the final table was done, more people headed outside for the festivities.
Drunk-a-lympics. I didn't participate, but boy did I laugh! I would never have survived the SoCo shots though. My marriage to Al is a good balance - he drinks all the SoCo and keeps me from having to. The flip-cup race at the end was my favorite. I got to see the comeback for Team Evil and was jealous that I didn't get to race. I was hoping there would be more flip-cup races, but it ended with the drunk-a-lympics. People went back to their social boozing.
By the end of the night, there had been a wet t-shirt contest (that I was NOT a part of) and several people passed out all over the place. (People at the party were fairly nice to the passed out guys - I believe they left with their eyebrows and all of their clothes still in place.) There was some drunken tree-climbing and Dr. Jeff had to perform surgery in the living room. I was happy just to lay in the grass and look at the stars.
I think we left around 2 or 3... I didn't look at the clock. BigMike, Al and I got up the next morning and tried to head to the diner to eat. The line was out the door! We ended up driving around until we found a place called Ryan's. We thought it was a place like Appleby's or TGIFridays where we could get some food. It ended up being an all-you-can-eat buffet place. Ug. The guys seemed ok with it, so we ate there. Not on my list of places to recommend to anyone, though the hot rolls they brought out kicked butt! I should've just eaten those...
We got a call from G-Rob, BG, CJ and Lefty asking if we'd be eating at the diner. We let them know about the crowd, so they came down to meet us. By the time they got to Ryan's, the line was out the door there, too. (Still not sure why...) BG had to catch a flight, so they just said their goodbyes and headed out.
After lunch, we had time before our flight so we stopped by BadBlood's house for a bit. (BadBlood had a little too much to drink the night before and probably didn't remember the ride home. Thank God for Mrs. Blood!) We sent Al upstairs to race the kids on the gamecube (and they beat him senseless) while the adults sat downstairs and talked. I got a call from April who had forgotten her keys in the minivan, so she and Maigrey stopped by to pick them up. BadBlood returned with Iggy and Daddy from Otis' house, where they had spent all night playing cards. Since we had all these poker minds in one room, BadBlood allowed us to play some cards against the MiniBloods. I wish I'd had a video camera to record the whole thing... I couldn't stop laughing! I watched a 5 and 7 year old dominate the table against people who have been playing longer than they've been alive. They are some of the most polite kids I've ever seen, and hearing 5-year-old MiniBlood saying, "I'm putting you all-in, Mr. Al" was so silly I thought I was going to pee myself from laughing. Those kids were check-raising and slow-playing too! They are going to be a force to be reckoned with when they're old enough to hit the casinos.
Unfortunately, time went by too quickly and we had to leave for the airport. We knew our flight was going to be a little delayed, so we waited an extra hour before heading out. Our flight ended up being 3.5 hours late instead of one, so we spent a whole lot of time in the airport. They actually closed the concourse so we couldn't leave. Luckily it was a quiet flight home, and we made it back to our house by 12:30 or so.
I just want to say thank you again to Otis and everyone else who made my Brad-o-ween such a blast! I look forward to the next time I get to see and hang out with everyone. I don't mind that I played such lousy poker while I was there. It was more than worth it just to party with everyone!
Now, if anyone is interested in the "Bash at the Boat" here in Philly... :-)
At 1 PM, the announcement was made that the tournament was about to begin. We all drew for tables and placement. I drew the ace of clubs (I think), so I won the deal and choice of seat in the kitchen. That was the best win of the day for me. We all got settled in and started playing. I won a few small hands, but I couldn't get any action when I flopped trip 10s (best hand I had). At this point, I don't even remember when I got knocked out with. Let's just say I was out early - within the first 8 or 10 people. It was ok though. It was at that time when I realized that a long island iced tea sounded REALLY good. It was a hot day, and I wanted something cool and refreshing. That did it!
I took orders for the teas, and I think I made 4 in the first batch. I made sure that Mrs. Otis was one of the first recipients since she'd been working her butt off all day! I offered one to Otis, but he was still running around getting last minute party items. He's got a heck of a lot more dedication to his parties than I do. After a few hours, I'm ready to let the guests fend for themselves. Otis was still being the perfect host until the end.
After I "forced" other people to try the drinks, I started getting orders left and right for them. I'm sure I affected several people's play. :-) This went on for several hours... the rest of the day is all a little fuzzy.
We got to the final table, and I got to see the trick that DoubleAs played with the deck. His writeup is much better than anything I can do - go check it out. When the final table was done, more people headed outside for the festivities.
Drunk-a-lympics. I didn't participate, but boy did I laugh! I would never have survived the SoCo shots though. My marriage to Al is a good balance - he drinks all the SoCo and keeps me from having to. The flip-cup race at the end was my favorite. I got to see the comeback for Team Evil and was jealous that I didn't get to race. I was hoping there would be more flip-cup races, but it ended with the drunk-a-lympics. People went back to their social boozing.
By the end of the night, there had been a wet t-shirt contest (that I was NOT a part of) and several people passed out all over the place. (People at the party were fairly nice to the passed out guys - I believe they left with their eyebrows and all of their clothes still in place.) There was some drunken tree-climbing and Dr. Jeff had to perform surgery in the living room. I was happy just to lay in the grass and look at the stars.
I think we left around 2 or 3... I didn't look at the clock. BigMike, Al and I got up the next morning and tried to head to the diner to eat. The line was out the door! We ended up driving around until we found a place called Ryan's. We thought it was a place like Appleby's or TGIFridays where we could get some food. It ended up being an all-you-can-eat buffet place. Ug. The guys seemed ok with it, so we ate there. Not on my list of places to recommend to anyone, though the hot rolls they brought out kicked butt! I should've just eaten those...
We got a call from G-Rob, BG, CJ and Lefty asking if we'd be eating at the diner. We let them know about the crowd, so they came down to meet us. By the time they got to Ryan's, the line was out the door there, too. (Still not sure why...) BG had to catch a flight, so they just said their goodbyes and headed out.
After lunch, we had time before our flight so we stopped by BadBlood's house for a bit. (BadBlood had a little too much to drink the night before and probably didn't remember the ride home. Thank God for Mrs. Blood!) We sent Al upstairs to race the kids on the gamecube (and they beat him senseless) while the adults sat downstairs and talked. I got a call from April who had forgotten her keys in the minivan, so she and Maigrey stopped by to pick them up. BadBlood returned with Iggy and Daddy from Otis' house, where they had spent all night playing cards. Since we had all these poker minds in one room, BadBlood allowed us to play some cards against the MiniBloods. I wish I'd had a video camera to record the whole thing... I couldn't stop laughing! I watched a 5 and 7 year old dominate the table against people who have been playing longer than they've been alive. They are some of the most polite kids I've ever seen, and hearing 5-year-old MiniBlood saying, "I'm putting you all-in, Mr. Al" was so silly I thought I was going to pee myself from laughing. Those kids were check-raising and slow-playing too! They are going to be a force to be reckoned with when they're old enough to hit the casinos.
Unfortunately, time went by too quickly and we had to leave for the airport. We knew our flight was going to be a little delayed, so we waited an extra hour before heading out. Our flight ended up being 3.5 hours late instead of one, so we spent a whole lot of time in the airport. They actually closed the concourse so we couldn't leave. Luckily it was a quiet flight home, and we made it back to our house by 12:30 or so.
I just want to say thank you again to Otis and everyone else who made my Brad-o-ween such a blast! I look forward to the next time I get to see and hang out with everyone. I don't mind that I played such lousy poker while I was there. It was more than worth it just to party with everyone!
Now, if anyone is interested in the "Bash at the Boat" here in Philly... :-)
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