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Another Pokernight is Happening Tonight

To: poker-night
From: electroblake
Subject: Another Pokernight is Happening Tonight
Date: Thu, 16 Nov 2006 20:40:51 -0500

I used to think that the fuzzy navel was the best alcoholic beverage
available.  This was my freshman year.  I would actually give money
to upperclassmen and ask them to buy me a handle of peach schnapps.
A little later on, I guess during my sophomore year, I started mixing
tequila and cherry coke.  Sometimes I would go down to the vending
machine in the basement, buy a cherry coke, drink some of it on the
way back to my room, fill the can back up to the brim with tequila,
and then head to class.  For a while I thought that rum and cokes
were ok.  Tequila sunrises were pretty.  Screwdrivers were good
because they had nutritious orange juice in them and of course there
were all the wonderful things to put in your coffee in the morning.
Then i discovered gin.  I think I was living in Towers by then,
because that’s when we all started copping this attitude about being
classier than everyone else at MIT.  Comes with having your own 90
year old concrete balcony with a view of the river and boston
skyline, I’m pretty sure you’ve got to consider yourself classier
than all the other kids then.  But the gin and tonic really sealed
the deal.  It is crisp and refreshing and the gin comes in a very
pretty bottle.  It’s more sour than sweet, it’s bubbly and it glows
under a black light, and you can make it as strong as you please.

On a completely different note, I overheard one of my coworkers today
say to another one of my coworkers, “I think you need to take a CVS
update.”  I thought a really funny thing to say in response to that
would be, “I think you need to take a shower.”  Not that the person
saying it was in particular need of a shower, but I can see such a
statement being uttered in a context where telling the speaker that
their hygiene requires immediate attention.

Also, tonight is poker night and I can tell it’s going to be a busy
one because I’m running late on all accounts.  Haven’t even sent the
poker night email yet.  Need to clean the whippets off the carpet and
polish the table to a nice slippery shine.  Not many quarters.  Not
much beer.  And despite all of these things, people are already
starting to show up.  For real.  I should clean.

Love,

Pokernight,
Tonight!
at
Dangerhouse

XX XXXXXXXXX XX. #X
Somerville, MA, land of the happy folks.

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