This is the official weblog of Tower Ridge Poker Cronies, established Spring, 1997 (Or thereabouts. Who's counting? Besides Wolff.)
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P. Wolf, Outfoxed by a Visitor, Will Host
Everybody's a Writer Nowadays
Wow. What a creative crew. Good thing I'm studying for my personal trainer certification because the competition in the writing field is getting wicked out there. Among the articles published by our brothers in the last week alone:
We Are Overwhelmed By Your Responses
The game was in jeopardy for lack of a venue this week but each and every one of us came through, in our own way, in an outpouring of half-hearted support.
"You're all welcome up here, as always," Art of the Deal dials in on the party line, "but the stagecoach only runs every three hours."
"Don't…
You Can Always Count On Mike F.
Dr. M. Foxman has just returned from a piscatory expedition bearing a jar of anchovies, an Arctic char (purchased at Pisacano's on South Broadway) and a song he learned around the campfire whilst downing Utica Clubs with the boys. It is called the Boogaloo Song, and here's a film of him singing it…
How To Address Your Cards
Old time Cronies know that every year about this time we play the "Can You Find The Slightly Butchered and Lightly Buried Obscure Leonard Cohan Lyric" game. This year's winner is D. Stein, Esq., breaking Babaloo W.'s string of five consecutive victories. D. correctly traced the phrase, "Bixby is…
Sixes Are Wild If You Have a Queen of Diamonds
CORRECT ANSWER: Delusions
The News From Tower Ridge East
This just in from our far-flung correspondent in the hills, Geoffrey "Bat" Shlaes:
"I am looking forward to hosting the last poker game of 2009. We have already brought in healthy fruits and nuts for snacks, and will also purchase chocolate and chips to make the evening sapid, tasty, and palpable.…
It's a Jungle Out There
Everything was going along swimmingly. The boys — and one hardbitten broad nicknamed Texas Chomp 'Em — even enjoyed the dramatic way I turned the cards playing "Red and Black." I told them I'd learned at the snout of the master, Art L; they said he was like a god in the swamp. Then I made the…
Are You Sitting Down For This?
A-Rod had just walked and Hikeki Matsui was at the plate last week when I picked up the phone, figuring only the county coroner or the library overdue-book automaton would be calling at such a critical juncture in American history. Instead, a young man exuding all the exuberance of an effervescent…
The Post Man Always Dings, 'You've Got Mail'
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Did you guys and gals get the same piece of spam I received at all 22 of my email addresses this morning? I suspect George C. is the culprit. It's got his cadence:
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'Tosca' Revised
It has been a while since we've seen John "The X Man" X. (pictured below right) in these here parts, and we may, or may not, see him Wednesday.
Here's the latest update, issued from X's iPhone: "A friend of mine is trying to get me a pair of ducats to the Met. I'll know today if it's tue or wed,…
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
What? Huh? Where am I? Oh yeah. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz. Who poked me? Don't poke at me, Bobaloo. I'm just a little tired is all. What day is it? Whose house is this? Who are you guys? Okay, okay I'll get it together. Too much 7-27 I guess. Then you add in Aces and 8s and you may as well start the root…
Will be at my house, which has no extradition treaty with the German Republic.


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