So it was a quick, easy night at The Post. I had started posting Kentucky and Cincinnati stories a little after 10 p.m., though I had the typical lag time about 11:30 or so as I was waiting for Schumacher and the crew to copyedit the stray stories. (I like to wait and start my web posting where there's a whole bunch of stories done, so I can do a big batch of exporting.)
The important thing is: I got out of there a little after 1 a.m. I even beat Paul, the night editor, leaving.
The even more important thing is: I got a parking spot *on* my street. Granted, it was on the other end of my street--as been the case every night this week--but I got a parking spot *on* my street. Friday nights are always iffy because of the parties going on my street and on the next street. Plus... there's a bar at an intersection just a block down from my street. But I guess since we're in winter quarter... more people have flunked out of school or something. Because during fall quarter? I could rarely get a parking spot on my street on a Friday night.
So I had to park at the other end of my street... which meant I had to walk past a couple houses/apartment buildings where there were parties going on. And it was a nice night--temperature was 59 degrees--so people were hanging out outside, and goofing off in the street, and being loud and obnoxious. Which made me remember: Being drunk makes you more of what you really are. Which... wow... there's a lot of mean and obnoxious young'uns who go to UC.
Once I got settled in... I made myself a berrytini (1/4 cup Berry Fusion Pucker and 1/4 cup vodka... but then you'll need to add more Pucker in to balance out the taste of vodka) and warmed up two slices of a leftover quesadilla.
By then, it was after 2 a.m. Normally, Channel 5 plays repeats of Jay Leno and Conan O'Brien--and they're recent repeats, like from the week before. But there was a poker show on. Poker After Dark
. Has anyone seen this? It had already started, so I missed the opening, but all it was is two guys sitting at a poker table, playing poker, and the dealer. The thing is... I *watched* the show. I wound up falling asleep at some point, but I *watched* it. Like in "paid attention"... and I know *nothing* about poker. And it wasn't like the guys were attractive. But the more I watched it... the more I thought Gus was kinda sexy, and that poker was kinda sexy, and that I want to write a story about poker. And, no, I wasn't drunk. I didn't even make it through half of the berrytini.
I thought about that the whole sexy thing this morning. As in, why? Maybe it's because it was more intimate. I mean, like I said, it was just two guys sitting at a poker table, and they were both wearing mics, so they would talk to each other. But it wasn't like a real conversation. Just a few words here and there. Huck would ask Gus if he could buy more chips, etc. There'd be banter between the two about the game. The other poker shows I've seen... it was usually tournaments or something. Four to six guys sitting around a table. None of them remotely attractive. No talking. Everyone wearing their poker faces. Sure, Gus and Huck had their poker faces too, but once a round was over with... they'd relax, laugh, smile, talk, etc. And, oh yeah, I didn't even see a Poker Babe on last night's show while I was up.
So I googled Poker After Dark
today. Interesting concept. Snippet from an article
: Set in the back room of various casinos on the Vegas strip, "Poker After Dark" gives viewers an intimate look inside a poker game usually reserved for the eyes of the professional poker players themselves. "Poker After Dark" will feature the world's top pros, all miked during the weekly battles for the $120,000 pot – including Phil Ivey, Daniel Negreanu, Doyle Brunson, Howard Lederer, Chris Ferguson, Erick Lindgren, Jennifer Harman and Gus Hansen – fighting it out for poker supremacy.NBC's web site
didn't really have a lot of info about the show, but it looks like a Poker Babe hosts it. But this Poker Babe actually looks classy. Huh.