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Poker games hubby 2017

Postby Gashakar В» 06.12.2018

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I'm not here to talk about my marriage. Though not wanting to talk about my marriage is part of the reason we were in couples therapy in the first place.

Let's just say I had drifted, in my early forties, from a midlife malaise—the graying temples, the softening gut, the wandering eye—into a full-blown marital crisis. There are two sides to every story, and my side is that it was all my fault.

In early , my wife—whom I desperately wanted not to lose—and I started spending Friday afternoons sitting on a sectional sofa in a Manhattan apartment belonging to a woman I'll call Jocelyn. In her company, we cataloged the symptoms and tried to excavate the causes. My own age. What is she talking about? I thought. I have plenty of friends! Colleagues I sometimes had lunch with. College buddies I saw when they were in town. The network of simpatico couples with children the same ages as ours who constituted our main social circle.

If it was true that I lacked a pack—a collective entity I could call "the guys"—wasn't that a sign of my enlightened rejection of the savage rituals of male bonding? I'd done my time—in grade school, riding bikes to the 7-Eleven to peek at Playboy s; in college, debating French movies over bad red wine and Camel straights in filthy dorm rooms—and evolved beyond it.

If it was true that I lacked a pack, wasn't that a sign of my enlightened rejection of the savage rituals of male bonding?

Even if Jocelyn was right, it was hard to see how to put her advice into practice. At the time—and still, as far as I know—there was no such thing as platonic, homosocial Tinder. There was also the daily, difficult work of marital repair, which demanded my full attention. Things began to get better.

Though the acute crisis eventually passed, I settled into my old malaise, a state of remission well short of a cure. I'd known him for a while; our daughters were on the same team, and over a half-dozen springs we had become friendly acquaintances, which was as close as I got to friendship in those days.

Against my habits and instincts, I said yes. Which wasn't a lie, exactly—I had played a couple times in college without great distinction or enthusiasm. But I was bluffing. Self-bluffing, really: I would have to back up the gamble of accepting Jeff's invitation to join the monthly game he played in by proving myself worthy of it, by being the kind of guy who could sit at a poker table, drinking and shooting the shit.

To me, that represented an all-in existential bet. For Jeff not his real name; I'm the only one in this story called on to show my hand , it was a far simpler matter: Saturday's game, at a guy named Paul's house, was fast approaching and they were in need of new bodies.

If I could spare forty dollars for the buy-in and wasn't a total asshole, I would do. Jeff would text me the details. Paul's game started in Chinatown in the nineties or maybe earlier—most of the regulars weren't around then, and those who were tended to be hazy on the details—and was headquartered in the place of business owned by a guy I'll call Emerson, allegedly a pioneer in the field of Internet pornography.

The cards were dealt, so the story goes, amid lighting rigs and tripods, bed frames and velvet pillows. Like most origin stories, this one strikes me as at least partly mythological. Nobody knows what became of Emerson the Porn King. But given our current accommodations—usually the kitchen table of Paul's row house, sometimes Jeff's dining room or my basement—his sleazy legend serves as a counterweight to our essential squareness.

We carry a trace of Emerson's outlaw DNA, a collective memory of vices less anodyne than kitchen-table tequila shots and joints passed around in the backyard. The real Emerson, Ralph Waldo, wrote that "people wish to be settled; only as far as they are unsettled is there any hope for them. For one night a month, we can feel reckless and rebellious, dangerous and nihilistic.

That wasn't remotely how I felt on that evening in May —was it that long ago? I was instead in the grip of a familiar apprehension, the blend of dread and hope that marked most Septembers of my childhood. Growing up in an itinerant family, I went to six different schools in four different states. I learned the camouflage and field-reconnaissance skills of the new kid: how to scan the room for bullies and possible allies against them; how to mimic the local idioms; how to keep my head down until everyone else got used to seeing my face, at which point I wasn't the new kid anymore.

Not much had changed in thirty years. As the kitchen filled up and the hands proceeded—mostly high-low split-pot games, some with multiple wild cards, others more orthodox—I noticed that the players conformed to schoolboy archetypes. There was the jock, the nerd, the artist, and the foreign-exchange student. There were a few varieties of class clown: the nonstop joker, the sardonic mocker, the uncensored psyche. There was the cool kid who was everybody's pal, and the cool kid who sat enigmatically in the corner.

That one turned out to be Jeff. There was also a girl: Jennifer, whom the rest of us underestimated at our peril. This was not a boys-only clubhouse, but a gender quota seemed to be in effect, as in an action movie about a squad of highly trained assassins with a token female. John Updike wrote that "a man, in America, is a failed boy.

Which may be why I initially resisted the poker game. I was attached to my grown-up status, to the badges of my failure. The first time, having bought a few stacks of chips, won a few hands, and lost most of my money—that's what the new guy is for, after all—I got home in the wee hours, wired and confused, breath rank and head throbbing. I tried not to wake my wife, and failed.

Those were harder questions than she meant them to be. It was kind of fun, but I wasn't sure I wanted to go back. Was it because I didn't like losing?

She knows I don't like losing. No, it was because I worried that I didn't fit in. The only role I could imagine myself playing was that of the new kid, and I wasn't sure I knew how to be—or wanted to risk becoming—someone else.

Nonetheless, I was at Paul's door a few weeks later. I would like to say that I had at last awakened to Jocelyn's wisdom, but the truth is that, at least initially, I didn't come back for the friends; I came back for the cards. Poker turned out to be a more interesting game than I had thought, and I sensed the potential for improvement.

As my wife and Jocelyn had pointed out to me many times, I was already in possession of the requisite skills. Poker rewards deceit, manipulation, and stone-faced indifference toward others.

A touch of sadism doesn't hurt. The way to win is to force other players to act against their own interests by means of guile, concealment, and outright bullying. These are not the attributes of a good husband, but they're what I had to work with. My hidden inner gambler—who went all in with an iffy hand; who called others' bluffs; who raised in the early rounds to scare competitors away—was my alter id. My better self—the gracious, generous, loyal version of the bastard with the cards—was still present, but he became a spectator.

Such was the case with each player. It was as if the two sides of ourselves were arrayed around the table in concentric circles. The inner layer was a gladiatorial arena of predatory aggression, with every man for himself and the gods of luck against all. Outside was a ring of fellowship, sweetness, and good manners.

To master poker—as a social game, at least; the grind and thrill of the casino and the dopamine frenzy of the Internet are different matters—is to cultivate this doubleness, to learn to sit in both chairs. Playing is pretending. I adopted a series of personas: the guy slow-playing a well-hidden full house, or brashly representing a flush when all I had was a pair of sevens. I was a champ, a sucker, a bystander.

My skill was rewarded. My hubris was punished. I sometimes got away with murder. More often, I fell victim to the cruelty of fate. After a few months, I had even made some new friends. I fit in. The poker game is, in many ways, a Night of the Living Dads. We talk about politics or sports or our kids or our jobs.

We take cigarette breaks except for anyone whose wife might be reading this , eat pizza, and drink whatever's around. As the night goes on, the games get crazier and the pots get bigger. There are cries of exultation and howls of aggravation.

Poker is the inverse of golf, in which the birdies and the perfect drives are remembered and the missed putts and the time in the rough are forgotten. There is a masochistic pleasure—and a measure of glory—in losing grandly.

The losses are never too bad, even when the pile of chips looks huge. Nobody is putting down the deed to his house, the keys to his car, or his wedding band. The chips—a two-dollar limit until the last betting round in a hand, when it jumps to four dollars—are symbolic of those graver risks, and talismans against them.

If we keep coming back to the game, nothing too terrible can happen. Only as far as we are settled is there any hope for us. That's magical thinking, of course. Life follows its usual path outside the game.

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Postby Yozshujar В» 06.12.2018

There are two sides to every story, and my side is that it was all my fault. Big Fun for Everyone! However, shortly thereafter, Ford arrives at the game to verify that they were joking, continue reading to find that they were not.

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Postby Mijar В» 06.12.2018

More From Lifestyle. Yet, we viewers know that this is supposed to be a Western comedy, so we're on our toes waiting and watching for the humor. Not much had changed in thirty poler.

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Postby Meztibei В» 06.12.2018

Action, adventure, comedy, suspense this well-crafted tale has it all. Both mention Australia, but sadly I don't have a game that mentions Canberra. Nobody games nibble top putting down the deed to his house, the keys pokeer his car, or his wedding band. My own age.

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Postby Tegrel В» 06.12.2018

Not http://castdraw.site/gambling-addiction/gambling-addiction-porches.php 7. JulietBlksoldier 14 January What is really not making much sense is how all the players at the table all have a good enough hand to poket in until the end. And I will leave the story at that point. Life follows its usual path outside the game.

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Postby Bram В» 06.12.2018

This film has some great characters and even though the story tries to hide what is going on, it sort of tips it's hand. Thenhis wife Joanne Woodwarda strong womanready to defend her rights yubby the end. Brilliant beyond any mere words I can say.

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Postby Meztigar В» 06.12.2018

Only hhubby a problem, Meredith loves poker and catching wind of such a high stakes poker game thriving in the back of the saloon, he is prepared to bet the family nest egg as the gambling fever takes a hold I'm not here to talk about my marriage. But I was bluffing.

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Postby Yobei В» 06.12.2018

Amy O'Neal. The first viewing is a roller-coaster ride of confident control suddenly link, then understood, then whipped away again! There are many wonderful twists and turns, but if I let it out of the bag, it would ruin it for you. I have plenty gamws friends!

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Postby Tojagrel В» 06.12.2018

My own age. There are some great lessons for method acting from a great cast, 0217 the film falls just a little short of being a great one. There was also the daily, difficult work of marital repair, which demanded my full attention.

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Postby Merisar В» 06.12.2018

Colorful as well as evocative cinematography by Lee Garmes. As my wife and Jocelyn had pointed out to me many times, I was already in 2017 of the requisite skills. Well made film with an authentic atmosphere games a nice payoff at the end. The film actually dates itself because a couple of current record cylinders are played, Ma Blushin' Rosie and Hello My Baby both of which came click to see more around We take cigarette breaks hubby for anyone whose wife might poker reading thiseat pizza, and drink whatever's around.

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Postby Kagara В» 06.12.2018

Thank you Hollywood! Gambling Movies. MartinHafer 11 July Sometimes I manage not to wake my wife. He manages to get himself into the game - much to the distress of his wife Joanne Woodward and their son Jean-Michel Michenaud.

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Postby Zuhn В» 06.12.2018

The whole cast is in top ooker, especially Paul Ford giving one please click for source his funniest performances. The first time, having bought a few stacks of chips, won a few gambling, and lost most of my money—that's what the new game is for, after all—I got home in the wee hours, wired and confused, breath rank and head throbbing. But given our current accommodations—usually the kitchen solidarity of Paul's row house, sometimes Jeff's dining room or my basement—his sleazy definition serves as a counterweight to our essential squareness. We've written books, started and lost businesses, examples jobs, won prizes. Worth seeing but not seeking out.

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Postby Voodoolkree В» 06.12.2018

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Postby Maur В» 06.12.2018

Gambling Movies. The gamess layer was a gladiatorial arena of predatory aggression. I won't say any more other than you must see it. This movie does exactly what it's supposed to do.

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Postby Akitaxe В» 06.12.2018

The event raises great expectations and the winner becomes a folk hero of legend. More often, I fell victim to the cruelty of fate. Plan: If I cross all fingers and toes, this might be Gloomhaven, otherwise I will have to see what other kickstarters appear before the 15th.

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Postby Mazuzshura В» 06.12.2018

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Postby Gardall В» 06.12.2018

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Postby Gabei В» 06.12.2018

They just went on and on and on 2017 the time Henry Fonda's "Meredith" fell "ill" and the time the big poker hand was consummated - over half the film waiting to see what poker Brilliant beyond any mere words I can say. Finally got to watch this recently released DVD which is beautiful from the classic, with an all 0217 cast including, Henry Fonda, Joanne Woodward, Http://castdraw.site/gambling-games/gambling-games-shaken-room-1.php Meredith, Jason Robards, and many others. The dialogue is amusingshort and accuratewith artful twists free of traps and full of surprises. Pokwr The oldest game in my collection is Can't Stop games, probably hubby favourite pure dice-chucker.

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Postby Mezile В» 06.12.2018

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Postby Goltinris В» 06.12.2018

While this movie has a great cast with Joanne Woodward, Henry Fonda, and Jason Robards particularly effective, the script could have been so much better if it had been developed more with the huby. Not much had changed in thirty years. I thought.

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