This is the official site of the Tuesday Night Poker club of NYC.  Here we will store news, commentary, photos, and the general history of our madcap escapades each and every Tuesday night. This site will be a virtual scrapbook and permanent online documentary of our adventures in gambling arguing and drunkeness.

Official Game Log

7/2/2002 -- Gorg hosts, another scramble for players with Koneo, Hank, and Chowhound out on the holiday shortened week. Dano even played.  Edict starts the night off with a spill.  Edict brings a "New Guy" who filled in for the missing and the lost.  Lymie claims he had the perfect low when he was neither perfect or low, but he argued and scrutinized for minutes as if to "will it into being."  Dano plays "Follow the Queen' and deals himself 2 queens twice.  Lyons quote of the night: "Best fuckin' I ever did was in front of a fan."    Lyon again provides comedy relief when he insisted Edict beat Feltman's low with a "6-5-2." 

6/25/2002 -- Chowhound hosts. Now lets all pay some attention here: Chowhound hosts with a newborne baby.  He's really working that player of the year thing.  I think he deserves some serious props for his intrepid playing and hosting efforts.  Despite the heroics we have only 5players initially (one of the Jeff [John]), that is until Dano graces us with his presence.  Szechuan Kitchen was ordered and was delicious.  We toasted our host and his boy, little wusley...er I mean Wesley. Lymie was on a tear early and we all had to "smell his farts" during his streak.  He kinda quieted down later.  Dano misses Redcard.  Chowhound, desperate for a win, stated..."you know how muck pampers cost." 

6/18/2002 -- Edict hosts.

6/11/2002 -- Hank hosts again. God bless him.  Rooftop dining session of burgers where Redcard, slow to get to the foor misses out on all of the burger action.  Chowhound did not play prompting grumblings of reneging on his promise to continue playing despite having a newborn baby.  Hank misdeals.  Dano did not play either, holding fast to his vow to never play again.  Pretty mellow game played upstairs. Redcard waxed poetic about ELO and cello solos.

6/4/2002 -- Hank graciously hosts. Chowhound confirmed the prior week's veiled threats that he might be missing a game or two due to the fetus. so much for poker hero of the century. Tager plays. Dano announces that he is quitting the game.  few take the threat seriously, as he prepares bangers and then retires to his computerized aerie upstairs.  A diaper triumvirate is discussed.  Hank's  voice recorder is found and when play is pressed we heard "people were n't made to walk slowly" another gem from the demented overlord.  Koneo proposed the game should begin earlier.  The crashing relization that soon 1/2 the game will be unemployed. Hank calls Edict stupid. Hank and Felt misdeal.  Lymie admits he was a $50 loser the prior week. Koneo spills. 

5/28/2002 -- Lymie hosts in his new West-side apartment.  Chowhound, who's baby was born happy, healthy and 5 weeks premature only days before, played in what will go down in history as the most hard-core intrepid poker attendance since Edict played on his anniversary.  Hats off to you Chowhound and way to set a poker-champ style example for the future fathers to be. Indian food is ordered against Koneo's protestations.  Hank shows up late. Lymie gets visibly tighter and more aggressive when Kate comes home.  Lymie reprimands Koneo.  "Lymie, you better chill out. It's not like we've destroyed your new apartment....yet." Gets then continues the downward spiral by declaring, after several hands have been played, that one of the decks has only 48 cards.  Hank's first "Fucking Asshole..." came at 10:52pm. Then all hell breaks loose.  Koneo begins to tell a less than flattering story about one of his latest run-ins with Johnny Law.  Lymie, who'd been on Koneo's case all night, digs in again.  That's when Koneo goes ballistic.  "Like you've never got busted for public drunkeness," Kenny countered.  "Charged but never convicted..." says Lymie.  It was all too violent for Dano, who picks up the ALG by bolting.  Hank who himself tired of the Koneo-Lymo tirade blurts "Can't you all just yell at ME?!"  The altercation genuinely froze out the game and all left by 11:30.  To be continued.   

5/21/2002 -- Redcard hosts, finally.  Koneo shows up with a big stain on his shirt. Dano looks at it and says "what is that, falafel?"  Koneo shyly nods, yes.  Mimi's is ordered, excellent despite a few players initial protestations.  More baby discussion.  Lymie is thrilled about his and Feltman's herring catch the prior weekend, even though it turns out they were hickory shad, not herring.  Talk about digital video cameras.  Nets played on the TV.  Edict flubs with the incredibly rare double reverse miscall of his hand.

5/14/2002 -- Feltman hosts.  7 man game with Redcard out.  For the first time there is enough hard alcohol at a Feltman game.  The inattentive dealer Koneo, flips over a fifth card in his own game accidentily. Hank, calls it 'JAH-mesons' with his newfound european affectation.  Edict again sings all the words to Hava Nagila.  Lymie talks about 'Cool Hand Luke' as if he's the only one who's ever seen it. Feltman gets a miss-deal as judged against his protestations by committee, when Koneo knocked into his hand while dealing. Lymie raises like a lock in last hand only to realize he's played with the wrong deck.

5/7/2002 -- Dano hosts.  After much harassment and cajoling, Hank saves the day by flying in and forcing Dano to host.  Hank seemed rested and mellow from his travels.  Dano eyed him cautiously all night waiting for the 'old Hank' to emerge.  Feltman brings bangers which Dano again grills to perfection.  At $6.50 each it still is a bargain, though Koneo feels like it was a 'ripoff' and pays only $6, thus fortifying his sullied reputation for yet another year. Edict, who arrived somewhat on time this week, has a 'senior moment' when he somehow loses/misplaces his chips before the first hand.  Lymie feeling particularly masculine due to his semi-successful toilet installation plays with calculated vigor. Hank plays a new game 'Orologio' which is a real kingmaker with many, many, rounds of betting.  Choruses of Hava Nagila spontaneously erupt from the players at various times over the course of the evening. Edict, by far the biggest wasp of the game, knew all the words in Hebrew.  Edict was caught calling his game Cincinnati, "not poker."  Chowhound mused about the cereal bar.  No misdeals, no spills, two weeks in row.

4/30/2002 -- Koneo hosts.  Dano brings old hot dogs Koneo makes salad for a hobo's dinner.  Edict and Redcard opt out and get Indian.  Hank still in Yerp. Gorg fills in for Feltman.  Gorg shows his rust on final hand with a mega loss.

4/23/2002 -- Chowhound hosts.  Sheri hangs around for the first few minutes.  Chowhound relegates her to the bedroom.  All wonder at the baby's room which was now fully carpeted however curiously unpainted.  People immediately begin to complain that Chowhound has been sending mysterious emails.  Finally Sheri peeks her head out of the bedroom to tell him that he sent a virus to her mother and now her computer is all messed up.  Chowhound worries.  Koneo deals a new game that was so complicated and so dumb, it's not even worth writing about. Strangely Lymie becomes attached to that other Koneo brainfart 'One-Eyed Lieberman' (basically omaha, with one card up.)  Lymie becomes a matriculating Upper West Sider, moving in this week.  Edict showed up late complained bitterly about the excellent Szchechuan Kitchen dinner not including hot-sauce and finally complained that the game broke up early.

4/16/2002 -- Edict hosts, trying to take advantage of the lingering Hank-free climate.  Lymie was in Vegas ripping up the asphalt in a stock car that someone was foolish enough to give him.  Señor Jay joined the game.  Gabriella's was good though a tad salty.  Dano ordered Chinese for himself.  Kenny announces to the game that his wife is pregnant.  Feltman asks "who's the father?"  Relatively quiet game although Edict seemed a bit edgy.  Dano, clearly in 5th gear for most of the evening finally explodes in a hysterical spew/vomit episode that one only witnesses on the most slapstick sit-com.  While drinking a cold beverage, he 'thought of something funny' and let loose a flume of liquid from his ears, nose and mouth simultaneously.  He wouldn't say what it was, but it was probably car-related.     

4/9/2002 -- Feltman hosts.  Hank still away, and rumors of his exploits begin to rise.  Lymie shows up late and immediately misdeals his first hand.  Koneo looks over to Lymie's gigantic Fosters and says, "Nothing like an 'Earl-can' to get yer night going, huh..." Chowhound came to the game after a round or two at the bar and was quite 'riled up.'  He more than made up for the missing H-brother in volume and insanity.  Koneo was astonished that blinfolded Edict could guess that the mystery food was Vegemite by it's smell (no one who knows what Vegemite smells like was surprised at all.)  Peruvian chicken was excellent. Dano, perhaps the least political of all of us, said in exasperation at the latest round of terrorism in the middle east "when are we gonna drop this whole religion thing...towel-heads will stop wearing towels on their heads, Jews would stop fighting and people would just be people."  Though hardly politically correct, we knew where his heart was. Chowhound explodes in anger over a game that everyone thought was 'Follow the Queen,' when he was dealing 'Dinner at 8.'  Dano quit early.  Koneo also misdealt. 

4/2/2002 -- Lymie hosted perhaps the very last in a series of screwball games around his undersized table in Long Island City.  So long as he doesn't flub his co-op board meeting this week (and as long as they don' t find this site) he'll be an Upper Westsider by Memorial Day.  This should end his usual pre-hosting refrain of  "Can, Kinny pick up some of that fancy Man-hattan food foah tha game...?"  Instead Feltman got passively aggressively roped into ordering the new fave, Turkish food for the hapless host.  Chowhound made the telling revelation that he had a couple of stockbrokers that might help Lymie move for $10 an hour.  After getting hen-pecked by Koneo for the first hour of the game, Lymie states: "You know what Koneo, you REALLY fuckin' annoy me sometimes.....especially when you call me a fool."  Chowhound, Jew for whom the term Sectarian hardly scratches the surface, expresses his wish to stay Kosher for Passover.  "You, Kosher for Passover? That'd be like cheating on your wife all night and showing up in the morning with flowers." said Feltman.  Lymie could not explain the fake plastic ficus plant in his living room.  Edict took some ribbing about his baby being delivered by Fed-Ex.  Overall and enjoyable 7 man game.  Quiet and generally peaceful.  Surely a coincidence with Hank in Ireland.

3/26/2002 -- Hank graciously offers to host after another aggravating day with more excuses than volunteers.  Hank unveils his new table, which being made of glass, precludes any further bat-play.  The table was nice and Hank seemed quite proud of it though he worried it might be too long and narrow.  Chowhound volunteered to bash it with a bat immediately.  Hank detailed further his plans to travel and looked for company.  San Fran Seth filled in for Lymie who in Colorado skiing.  Seth took the news about his impending 'bachelor party' with confused indifference.  Turkish food was a confirmed hit, but it was agreed that it was not a contender to dethrone Bangers as the 'king of all meals.'  Dan threw grapes at Edict, Koneo and Hank.  That weird Bad-Lieutenant noise was made by various players to Chowhound's delight.  Koneo misdealt.

3/19/2002 -- Koneo hosts.  Bad night for Feltman.  First he gets sucked into ordering and paying for food by Koneo's indecision.  Orders Indian for 8 players, gets paid by 7 because Edict fails to mention he's going to be late and has eaten.  Then Feltman loses over $60 for the night.  Hank makes mention that he's going to be traveling for an extended period of time.  Dano, who threatened (again) not to play this evening seemed happier than usual--only complaining of excessive noise.  Lymie boasted  to have won over $100 later on the phone.  

3/12/2002 -- Edict hosts.  Doc G fills in for traveling Redcard.  Edict had an old gift for Lymie, a bottle of Maker's Mark waiting for him.  It took Lymie 3.4 seconds to find it upon entering the apartment. Hank talks about taking an extended trip, maybe 4 months, and Dano and Edict could hardly contain their excitement.  Chowhound's fascination with the human ass raised eyebrows.  Lymie wore some kind of techie shirt.  Edict despite a valiant hosting effort, was down $50 by 9:30pm.  Saigon grill was ordered, and miracle of miracles, Ken eats the okra.  Chowhound bets Lymie $50 that the US will invade Iraq within 3 months.  Dano wrestles with an nearly spills a beer on Lymie.  Chowhound thinks we should start a barbershop quartet.  Koneo thinking he was slick, grabbed the fancy club chair at the table, then realized it kept him out of the action.  At 11:00pm Doc G goes to the bank to get more chips and notices the money is gone.  After a futile search and many accusing looks, it was finally found...IN LYMIE'S POCKET.  Lymie blamed the bourbon.  He also managed to wreck a deck of cards and screw up the splitting of a pot before the night was through.  Hank played with his voice recorder and all chimed in.  Koneo misdealt twice, Lymie spilled once, and Feltman won $106.

3/5/2002 -- Redcard hosts.  Hank is absent due to laser eye surgery and the subsequent valium overdose.  Talk begins about Dano marrying Hank.  He'd double his wardrobe overnight, says one.  Dano, obviously shaken by the discussion and possibly by over ingestion of cookies, clearly misdeclares his hand, collects the pot anyway, then racked with guilt, offers the money to back to Redcard who finally realizes that he miscalled his hand and actually won in the first place.  It was the first known 'double reverse miscall/declare.'  More talk of babies as now two players are expecting and one is working towards that goal. Important note all of the baby-players (Edict, Chowhound, Koneo) vow to continue hosting after birth.  Chowhound admits to a power trip at work.  Edict disappears into the bathroom for an alarmingly long time, emerging once holding up his drooping drawers to declare. Chowhound and others think that we need either more weddings or divorces because he wants to go to more bachelor parties.  Koneo and Dano misdeal. 

2/26/2002 -- Hank hosts.  After a bunch of hoo-hah from Dano, Hank agrees to host when no one else could.  Feltman and Koneo arrive late and shaken after finding a real live dead body in Riverside park while walking their dogs.  Feltman gives Lymie some custom made lures he'd gotten off the internet and a discussion on fishing ensued.  Turkish food was ordered and was most excellent, raising the question of why it had never been ordered before given the limited choices in LIC.  Mark continues to dislike Moulin Rouge.  Edict gives a rundown of the features of various fertility clinic j.o. rooms. bMore baby talk.  Feltman recites the words to waltzing matilda.  TV theme songs are bandied about.  Hank begins bashing the table with the bat again and periodically others (Feltman, Lymie) join in breaking a chip in the process.  Kenny couldn't lose and is a $100 winner again.  

2/19/2001 -- Chowhound hosts.  Feltman absent.  Despite 30 degree weather outside it was a reported 90+ degrees in his apartment.  Shirts off and fan on, folks felt more like sausages than players.  Dano worked in vain to adjust the radiator.  No spills, no misdeals, no runs, no errors.

2/12/2002 -- Dano hosts.  Only 6 players with Edict in St. Barts and Redcard in Atlanta.  Bangers were grilled to perfection again.  Chowhound says his baby has been kicking in the womb a lot lately, "a Hau5er only 4 months and already the kid's angry."  Dano plays with conviction and wins big until he loses control of his mouth, literally.  Dano spits up food onto the felt twice in the evening.  Hank   takes a bat and bashes the table repeatedly.  Dan brings out a massive can of nuts.  Feltman wonders if Mr. Peanut is gay.  Chowhound still thinks Moulin Rouge was the worst movie he's ever seen.  Dan cooks bacon at 11:45pm.  Everybody eats it.

2/5/2002 -- Feltman hosts post-superbowl cookie game.  Leftovers including Koneo's delicious turkey meatloaf and mac&cheese served. Chowhound muses about a sitcom premise called 'the nanny' where an unemployed guy takes care of his brothers baby.  Chowhound found this concept so amusing he considered quitting his job to write it himself.  There was talk about the best movie westerns and comedies.  There was talk about babies and ultrasound.  Koneo  gave himself a misdeal (1) by first dealing sloppily enough to inadvertently flash a down-card to several players and when challenged about the identity of the card flipped the wrong one over in hopes to fool the crowd. Koneo continued to deal anyway and every player protest-folded.  Hank complains he's not loud.  Lymie tries to leave early (a loser) and ends up winning one hand both ways and half the final hand's pot which at a reported $120 was the largest single non-guts pot in TNP recorded history.  It alone rescued Edict from $76 loserdom to a modest -$16 deficit.         

1/29/2002 -- Lymie hosts (1) a surprisingly smooth and placid game.  Koneo after some coaxing brought Mimi's which was good.  Koneo (1) and Redcard spill (1) early.  Koneo wins several early pots but fizzles as the night goes on.  Felt makes bet with Redcard that he is again lead spiller for the year 2002.   Feltman deals H-bomb a new game that involves a high number of betting rounds.  As expected, Scotch flowed freely and play got sloppier. Kenny misdealt.  Lymie provided the highlight of the evening by claiming he won half a pot going low when actually 1) he folded several betting rounds earlier 2) he even walked away from the table for half the hand 3) went shy an unknown amount since it could not be determined when he started betting again 4) didn't even have the winning hand as stated in the first place 5) actually miscalled his hand 6) demanded to keep his shy--the considerable amount of money he borrowed from the pot to stay in the game he folded from and lost.  Lymie was wrong on so many complex levels that the event could scarcely be believed to have happened spontaneously. Casual observers could only console their profound mystification by concluding that the event was a carefully executed performance art piece, and a brilliant one at that.  Bravo, Lymie. 

1/22/2002 -- Koneo Kenny hosts. Though usually an excellent playing environment Koneo's rarified Upper West Side sanctuary was discomposed by an unusually (even for him) loud and obnoxious Chowhound.  Evidently he began celebrating his crowning of Co-Player of the Year before the game at a local bar.  Koneo between shushhhhes dealt his now patented Texas Hold-Up.  Lymie was clearly trying to play conservatively but to no avail and by 11:00 he was raising 2 buckets at every turn and staring numbly at the bare felt before him.  Lemongrass was ordered.  Koneo generously poured the left-over booze from his wedding which eventually sent Chowhound over the edge.  Feltman's prediction that Chowhound would peter-out by 9:30 almost came true but the free single malt scotch gave him a second wind and he carried on his tirade to the end.  Eventually several player, weary of the tenor of the table, turned to porn and "erotic art and comic books" found in the Koneo library.

1/15/2002 -- Hank hosts.  Bangers.  Nine man game with Doc G.  Lymie makes early announcement regarding his mental state and compromised playing ability.  Very up-beat game.  Edict makes stern announcement about Cincinatti before dealing in reference to the prior week's debacle.  Lots of talk about formations and vacations. The benefits of dark colored underwear.  Koneo muffs his hand by dealing an up-card in Joe Liebo--avoids a misdeal by calling it Texas Hold-UP and declaring it a new game.  Though he insisted it was a calculated act, most people though he was just trying to avoid a penalty.  Hank announced that he was half way through "dude where's my car" which lead to a discussion of "Lord of the Rings."  Doc G burst into a rendition of "Its alright to cry"  Edict replied by crooning "Espre ferbile reir que llorar" --the show off.  Lymie announced that as prophesized it was his worst night ever, but claimed not to be a $50 loser--nobody believed him.  He gets the stat.  Hank demands the game make another round of hands to the dealer even though it was 11:55.  The game broke up within 15 minutes thereafter.      

1/8/2002 -- Game at the Edict's, who wants to get a head-start toward player of the year 2002. Limey is listed as a maybe, but turns out to be a no-show: his church lady duties trump poker. Gorg at 5:30 pm Tuesday confirms attendance to Edict, but is also a no-show. Despite his founder status, Gorg's disrespect of the game results in a demotion to second alternate behind Doc G. So it's a six-player game. Astonishingly, there are no misdeals or spills. Food is a mixed decision, with the majority opting for Gabriela's chicken while Hank and Dano go Chinese. El pollo is as delicious as usual, slathered with Gaby's exotic orange marinade, but the sides come in pitifully small portions.Poker highlights (or lowlights) include an early start in 2002 of kamikaze betting by Dano, with an all too familiar result: $50 loserdom (actually probably not far from the seldom-reached $100 plateau). The night's major controversy came when Redcard, holding two cards after the bet/declare/bet in that un-poker game, claimed half of the pot with a ten and a two, even though two others going low had eight points. It turns out that a ten had been turned over in the middle (the penultimate card), but Redcard hadn't noticed and didn't discard the ten in his hand. An empty bottle of single malt, which started the evening full, may have been an accomplice. Anyway, by unanimous consent of the remaining players, Redcard was disqualified. Fueled by the Speyside, he protested loudly and long but to no avail.

1/1/2002 -- Chowhound hosts.  Only 6 players including two alternates Senor Jay and Doc G at this rare New Years Day Game.  Koneo was on his honeymoon, Hank and Lymie were in Yerp. Quiet game.  Szechuan Kitchen was again delicious.  Felt leaves early to pack for his honeymoon and gets derided roundly as he leaves with most of the money.

2001

12/25/2001 -- Christmas, no game....damn goys.

12/18/2001-- Redcard hosts.  Secret Santa Game.  Feltman brings a giant ham.  Dano brings cookies.  Cookies were eaten and gifts exchanged.  Redcard, organizer of the secret santa, forgot to put his own name in the hat and got no gift. Mark was declared arm-wrestling king.  Cookie-confusion gripped the game by 9:30.  Feltman the first and perhaps most profoundly affected victim, first spilled, then misdealt twice on the same hand-a double reverse misdeal-spill combo--for a loss of three points in 5 minutes.  He then won the hand but the damage to his record was irreparable.  Cookie Monster aka Edict then attempted, whilst firmly in the grips of cookie insanity, to deal a new game which he made up 'mise en place.'  Called  'Cincy-Claus' it took 40 minutes to play, 35 of which were used to explain and re-explain the shifting 'rules.'  Lymie took offense to Feltman's criticisms, and perhaps rightly so.  But then Lymie called Doc G (flling in for the honeymooning Koneo) a Ding Dong. 

12/11/2001-- Hank hosts.  Bangers came fresh off the grill and judging by the complete lack of arguing and silence (aside from a chorus of chewing) it was perhaps the finest meal ever.  With Chowhound away on a Hawaiian vacation players took potshots at him especially his 'Sammy's Romanian Toilet Story' which everyone reenacted in his best Chowhound impression, giggles and all.  The game started right off with controversy as Feltman, the lock low in a 8 or better hybrid hand, threw his cards in with an argued straight--not the 6-5 he declared.  Feltman felt reasonably certain of his hand during interrogation though he admitted he was playing on autopilot due to a run in with a glass of wild turkey.  Several players were losing with good cards which means that they were losing big.  Dano played with a renewed vigor that almost everyone noted.  (He didn't win but he played hard.) And Hank performed the act of 'Ultimate Prickdom'  by raising with a lock.  Lyons after missing last weeks' game resumed his usual heavy betting strategy.  The surprise benefactor of those conditions was Koneo who pulled out the biggest win in recorded TNP history $130.  On this, his final game as a bachelor, Kenny added the ultimate stat to his sheet and may have taken a step away from '2001's Poker Fool' title.  Interestingly, no one admitted to being a $50 loser.

12/4/2001-- Feltman hosts. This game marks the official 1 year anniversary of tuesdaynightpoker.com. Another big game with San Fran Seth sitting in for Lymie, who graciously sat out for the sake of space.  Right off the bat a massive argument erupted when the two best hands pigged and went 'both ways.' One had the better high, one low...or more importantly, one lost high and one lost low.  The third declarer had the third best high hand.  So who wins? Well, if Chowhound had anything to do with it, no one.  A verbal melee ensued the likes of which we haven't seen for a long time--and perhaps never without Hank participating.  The only thing that brought an end to the shouting was the scent of peruvian chicken which compelled the chief combatant, Chowhound, to grudgingly give in to the will of his belly.  Hank lost profusely, highlighted by an instance where Edict raised against him with a lock low.  Felty raised an additional $2 and Hank went down in flames with an anemic trip-aces.  He then resigned to read  'girly magazines' ie: Vogue and Elle raided from Feltman's wife's stash. Hank bounced back later to save him from $50 loserdom.  Chowhound brought his MP3 player and became distraught when Feltman could not get it to work.  Much talk about the murky memories of Koneo's bachelor party a few days before.  Feltman announced the point system by which 'Poker King 2001' will be tallied.  Chowhound misdealt.  Play was notably more 'poker-like' without Lymie's ridiculous betting--though Redcard made up for him in surliness.   

11/27/2001 -- Koneo hosts (6) a very eventful game.  Initially the game was to have 11 players due to the usual holiday influx of lost players.  Hank was convinced to sit out with his guest.  Playing with 9, Doc G and San Fran Seth sat in, the game quickly became loud and boisterous. A classic Koneo hosting job, there was no consensus and therefore no dinner until 10pm.  We all had to subsist on a bowl of beans until dinner arrived. Dano announced that he has a new car ('90 Saab 9000 turbo) which Redcard seemed unnaturally excited about.  Lymie bet like a moron and smiled proudly as his kamikaze play racked up almost $90 within an hour or two.  Seth enjoyed good cards as well and added his $2 raise when he could.  Those that knew Lymie best patiently waited and within a short time found him staring dumbstruck at the bare felt where his chip mountain used to be. Before the end of the night he issued 3 IOUs to Dano. The other notable moment came when Koneo recanted his call in a highly escalated game of Guts.  His scumbag reneg., with triple 5s no less, raised the ire of all players. "Every man's dignity has a price, Koneo's happens to 9 bucks." said one player.  Doc G cut out early again.  The game went very late and Dano played until the end. Seth ended up a $100 winner.  Lymie lost $70 (4) for a $160 swing (certainly a record.)  Doc G and Edict (4) were $50 losers. Koneo misdealt (19). 

11/20/2001 -- Chowhound hosts (7) excited to serve the coveted Szechuan Kitchen which has finally opened for business on Tuesdays.  Edict brings Peter from Sweden.  Lymie was complimented for his hosting job last week only to be reviled a short time later for raising with a lock.  A bonus attendance of nine forced us to play 5 card games and miraculously no one misdealt.  The food was as promised: Chowhound was in chowheaven.  Names were drawn for secret santa and Hank obviously drew himself.  Maybe he could get himself some thoughtless and crummy gift this time.  Peter understood our games well but played poorly and lost though not as much as Lymie who again hovered closely to the $50 loser level.  

11/13/2001 -- Lymie hosts game hoping to redeem for prior transgressions.  The fireplace handled conscientiously by Dano warmed the room almost as much as Lymie's good cheer--though Hank complained it was bad for the environment.  We had a full game plus Doc G -- however Dano was content with his pyromaniacal obsession and did not play.  Lymie ordered the surprising excellent Indian food from the Junkyard.  Lyons made a reference to porking Koneo if he celebrated too much.  More discussion about Koneo's bachelor party.  Doc G loses morbidly ($50) and drops out until Koneo issues him an IOU. Lymie claims to be a $45 loser which no one believed. Edict, Redcard win big. Sacagaweas were prevalent.  Dano bakes a pie.

11/6/2001 -- Redcard hosts (5).  Lymie, Hank absent--Doc G in.  Lymie's poor attendance record generated grumblings of possibly replacing Doc G for him in regular rotation.  Talk of Koneo's bachelor party leads to discussion of Sammy's Romanian which leads Hauser to tell his famous story to Doc G (the only member of the table who hasn't heard it a thousand times already) and still gets everybody laughing.  Dano arrived late.  Argument over who sang 'Drift Away.'  Thai food was good.  Koneo spilt. Doc G, Koneo, and Dano misdealt. Dano was a $50 loser.

10/30/2001 --  Dano hosts (6). Doc G fills in for a sick Feltman. World Series game 3 was a major distraction for Hank who once said "baseball is a boring sport, all the plays have been seen before."  Hank refused to play in favor to watch.  Further dissipated interest was evidenced in Lymie's incredibly poor judgement when he tried to walk away from the game while up about $40 because he did not want to continue play with 5 players.  Koneo had aborted play due to insufficient funds--claiming no one would accept his IOU-(I can't imagine why?) The coup de gras came at 11:15 when Dano declared the last deal of the night. Pathetic. Rick spilled. Dano misdealt.

10/23/2001 -- Feltman hosts another small game.  Not once this year has he hosted an 8 man game.  Excuses this time ranged from Lymons' "I have an unexpected business dinner" to Dano's "possible anthrax infection." No one complained much as it was a nice quiet night with lots and lots of poker.  Game conversation began with the topic of "post poker masturbation" brought up by an unnamed member and the incredulous reaction of the rest of the table.  Talk of Sammy's Romanian for Koneo's bachelor party led invariably to reminiscences of all-time greatest dumps.  Feltman advised Chowhound that if indeed we do go to Sammy's that he alert the maintenance staff of his office building in advance of a possible plumbing issue.  Feltman mused about yogic porn. Chubby women and mopeds were pondered.  Hank thought that Feltman represented the greatest risk of being gay but admitted that he was probably a close second. Hank also conspicuously played with his bike computer to prove that is indeed 99% smarter than most.  Edict looked at Westchester real-estate. Koneo squirreled and dropped out of the game after losing only $20.  Peruvian Chicken was zoftig.

10/9/2001 -- Dano hosts.  Koneo brings the bangers and asparagus.  Lymie was back from Vegas brimming with confidence but was humbled quickly as he attempted an ALG as a $50 loser.  Spirits ran high in a peaceful game.  Redcard wore a silly hat.  Chowhound kept his feet from his mouth.  Hank hardly argued.   Koneo bet Lymie $50 that bin Laden would be dead within 3 months.

10/2/2001 -- Koneo hosts.  Serves up a home cooked meal that delights most.  Feltman and Lymie were on the west coast so Doc G filled in and seemed to have fully resumed his usual mode after a brief flurry of winning nights.  He has firmed his grasp of the concept of poker well enough to now know with a degree of certainty when he has a good hand.  Unfortunately knowing when he has a bad hand still remains elusive.

9/25/2001 -- Redcard hosts, finally.  Played w/5 initially as Lymons and Hank were late.  Doc G no showed and Dano was worried.  Lymie decides to try new strategy of betting $2 every round including opening bet.  He gets a lot of flak about it especially as he wins first few tries.  It's not long before he begins hemorrhaging chippage but bravely (read: stupidly) continued on, eventually lightening his wallet.  Steiny stopped by.  Redcard appeared to be the big weiner.   

9/18/2001 -- Chowhound hosts another stifling one. Why, even on this temperate night, his place has the approximate climate of Panamanian footlocker I'll never know.  Indian food was ordered--quality-adequate, quantity-poor.  Doc G joins us and appears to resume his losing ways.  

9/12/2001 -- Edict hosts a special "WarTime Edition" game from his 7th floor bunker on the tony upper west side.  Small turnout of 6 players kept the streak alive and managed to carry-on the moronic behavior and upbeat spirit despite the horrific devastation just a few miles to the south.  Though everyone seemed to know someone 'missing' all current members families and loved ones were safe.  For that we celebrated our gratitude by gathering together (wives and all) to break bread (actually an outstanding chicken pot pie made by Rosemary.)  We then exiled the women to another room and resumed normal play.  One note: there was a highly localized chemical warfare attack emanating from a certain end of the table--no one has claimed responsibility as of yet. 

9/4/2001 -- Feltman hosts.  First 7 man game in a long while.  Redcard was in Italy where he could be heard saying " per favore, me dare la salsa calda." We ate the peruvian chicken and got down to some serious poker playing.  Edict and Dano lost heavily and careened towards the elusive $100 lose stat, but were spared by a somewhat early ending game and capped out at about $75-85 each.  Edict fiercely maintains that he is still in the plus column for the year but that seems unlikely.  I wonder if he uses the same accounting method for his company's 10Q's.  Hank bought some new bicycle computer that thankfully distracted him from yelling at other players though he did repeatedly berate the complex instructions including this gem: "I'm smarter than 99% of most people and I can't figure this out!!!" 

8/29/2001 -- Lymie hosts.  Dinner came by way of an Indian restaurant nestled between a junkyard and a chop-shop.  It was very good and marks Lymie's very first successful poker-meal in too long a time.  Game play was good though crowded.  In addition to a full staff Doc G hobbled in to try his luck after a week of being laid up with the post ACL surgery blues.  Dano continued his vanishing act this time at about 10:30pm.  Feltman, feeling ill left soon after.  Hank tried hard to complain about something (he usually has plenty especially when Lymie hosts) but came up short.  Edict, always the creative one, complained that he wasn't complaining enough.   

8/21/2001 -- Chowhound hosts.  Why can't air circulate in his apartment? wondered all.  It was a full 15 degrees warmer in his place than outside.  Citerella chicken was good.  Lymie no-showed and Doc G and San Fran Seth filled in.  Doc G lost all if not more than he won a few weeks ago.  Seth faired no better.  Feltman played 48hours after his wedding.   Hank became very animated.  Edict won money and yet still complained (pots too small.)  Dano ALG's....again.

8/14/2001 -- Hank hosts. We play upstairs on top floor.  Most agree that it's better than Hanks normal table.  Hank complains of clean-up issues and gets no sympathy.  Lots of talk about bachelor party held on same spot just a few days before.  Doc G plays and wins huge sums on great cards--even though he needed help calling his hand a few times.  Dano ALG's and barely even plays.  Bangers were excellent.

8/7/2001 -- Gorg hosts, again.  This glutton for punishment lost his shirt again.  Hot night in city provided engine-room like discomfort in Gorg's under a/c'd palace.

7/31/2001 -- Gorg hosts.  Lemongrass.  Fun game.  Long time since Gorg hosted and he seemed to almost forget how to play.  He was almost certainly a $50 loser and discontinued his play by 11:00.  Game ended a bit early.

7/24/2001 -- Redcard hosts.  Hank tries hard to be nice and not yell.  It is revealed that his pointed 'in your face' verbal delivery rather than his actual volume that contributes to the perception that he is yelling.  Anyhow he's working on it. Mild mannered game played within the blessedly cool cocoon of Redcard's modern air-conditioned hi-rise apt.  Hank and Lymie win an exceptionally large pot.  Dano wins Cincinnati with a whopping 55 (3 aces and a 10) which coincidently saved him from being a $55 loser.  Redcard played his usual bizarre assortment of music including numerous iterations of the star spangled banner. Food was from the same good Thai place as last time.     

7/17/2001 -- Hank hosts.  What started out as a wonderful summer game ended in disaster.  Bangers grilled to perfection.  A few general arguments between Kenny and Hank.  Lymie spills on Mr. Spill (Redcard).  Chowhound knocks over a bottle that he was convinced was empty, and then spills demonstrating it.  Koneo misdeals.  Hank wants quiet??!!  We roar.  He gets up scoops up the chips and throws everybody out.

7/10/2001 -- Chowhound hosts.  His apartment was unbearably hot and stuffy.  Tempers flared and shirts were removed.  Complaints about climate and lighting but not food. Citerella chicken and salad were excellent.   We played with only two colors of chips.  Hank arrives late from softball game complaining that his team is very bad.  Hank stood for part of the night but managed to miscall his hand twice in a row.  AllStar game and the world aerobics championships on tv were distractions.  There was some heavy winning...but no one admitted to losing!? 

7/3/2001 -- Koneo hosts.  Pre-holiday game promised extra heavy inebriation and lateness.  Doc G fills in for Lymie.  Kenny orders up Empire Szechuan and Redcard brings a pie.  All night long various threats came from the players to play till 2am.  The game broke up at 12:15.  Doc G was a major winner though he looked quite confused at declaration each time he won.  He walked out with $60 bucks. 

6/26/2001 -- Edict hosts.  Lots of buzz and grumblings about the possibility of Dano quitting the game.  Edict chose to host because he thought Hank was away.  He was wrong.  Dano played and everybody left him alone. Saigon grill was excellent.  Hank still thinks it's too sweet. Sex and the city provided a major distraction to the game.  Players seemed bored and shiftless.  It gets kinda dull when there's no one to pick on. 

6/19/2001 -- Dano hosts.  It's a meat-fest as a veggie free dinner comprised of lox and cream-cheese, salami, sausage, steaks, and brie.  No wonder Redcard puked all over himself.   Hank yells a lot to make up for his missed sessions.  Dano nearly ALG's again.  Lymie plarys recklessly.  Game goes late.  Edict finally breaks his 6 game losing streak.

6/12/2001 -- Lymie hosts. God bless him for trying, Lymie did a fair amount of prep work to provide grilled burgers and chicken as well as salad for the game.  Unfortunately he claimed the modest feast cost a preposterous nine bucks each. Keep workin on it Lymie. Upon arrival the whole place reeked of cat piss. Generally argumentative and hostile despite the substitution of Doc G for Hank. Lymie and Redcard scuttled Feltman's first deal and received misdeals for misconduct.  Chowhound spilled.  The pyramid game worked well again.  We all raided Lymies pantry to repatriate some of dinner costs.  

6/5/2001 -- Edict hosts.  With 3 regulars away (Koneo, Hank, and Redcard) we had to scramble for a minion.  Ted-o and Gorg came to the rescue and we thank them for being ready, willing, and liquid.  With only 4 players showing initially we actually played hearts for a while.  Gorg, Dano, and eventually Lymie arrived and the game got under way.  A completely new and yet unnamed game was borne by Feltman which proved quite playable and intriguing--better yet it confused Lymie and he lost big on it.  Chowhound recorded his first spill of the year, Ted-o misdealt, Edict lost for the 5th week in a row, and Gorg did his usual bit to confuse and disorient the players. Saigon grill was outstanding especially the greasy pork rolls.

5/29/2001 -- Feltman hosts. Peruvian chicken was excellent. First hand was dealt by 8:30. Chowhound arrives from France. Lymie arrives from London.  Ken is away and we play 7.  Chowhound and Feltman talk about how they each got expelled from Hebrew school.  Lymie mistakes his losing 4 Kings-8 for a straight flush and nearly goes ballistic. He also misdealt. Edict shows up at about 9 and plays poker on his anniversary and then complains when the game breaks up at 11:30. Dano loses profusely but hangs tough to return to respectability. Redcard brings his slippers. 

5/22/2001 -- Hank hosts.  Bangers.  First hand didn't get dealt till almost 10pm.  Hank returns after a 4 week absence and more than makes up for lost 'quiet' time.  AAAAAAAHHHHOOOOOO!!! A debate about 'female ass-licking.' Dano loses steadily, gaining his 5th $50 loss, and gets the song right at the game in 3 part harmony.  He also gets a A.L.G. stat for making an exit at 11:20.  The propriety of games like 7-27 and guts were hotly debated including a choking incident over the famed 'Guts game to end all Guts games.'  Several people mysteriously offered to pay for Redcard's dinner. A very loud game.    

5/15/2001 -- Chowhound hosts.  Most statistically significant game in months.  Two misdeals early by Lymie and Redcard.  Dano tempts the $100 loss stat again but wins enough to lose only $80.  Redcard also loses $50. Then Dano threatens to 'Abruptly leave' game.  No spills.  Chowhound wins $102 and gets the premium stat.  Feltman arrives late from Las Vegas and presents Koneo with a dealers shoe.  Koneo does not misdeal for entire game. Hank is absent for the third time in a wonderful row.  Citerella chicken was good. 

5/8/2001 -- Koneo hosts.  Koneo, the lucky bastard, hosts a completely "Hauser-Free" game.  Señor Jay fills the gap and actually takes home some money after trying to make his patented 10:45 break for freedom. Koneo serves Italian Pies and salad which were delicious if not completely satisfying and almost no desert.  Koneo also makes something of an announcement that he is officially engaged. Lymie became obsessed with the concept of "tittyfuggin."  Edict lost profusely and had to issue convertible IOU's to at least three players.  Koneo misdeals three times in a row and four times in total for the game breaking his own record.  

5/1/2001 -- Redcard hosts.  Orders Thai-food--surprisingly good.  Lots of talk about Jazz-fest by those who were going.  Lots of talk about those who were going by those who were not.  Hank shows up late.  Lymie shows up later.  Redcard and Edict argued about watching the Jazz/Mavs playoff game.  Edict accuses Redcard of hostile hosting. Steinfeld stops by.  Hank was distracted by his cell phone.  Ken laments that we never go out after poker anymore (his fiancee is away.) No spills, a few near-misdeals, and little if anything to humiliate anyone over.  

4/24/2001 -- Edict hosts.  A Hank-less game. Feltman also absent.  Gorg plays. Remarkably peaceful game with the stats to prove it.   Food from Campo, Argentinian restaurant; empanadas and salad; universal acclaim; “best empanadas in NYC...as good as the best in Buenos Aires.” —EE. Also, excellent chimichurri (sauce). Quote of the night from Chowhound: “If I’m only one-fourth as obnoxious as my brother, it’s still a lot.”

4/17/2001 -- Lymie hosts.  Miracle of miracles.  Insisting that he would handle the food, Lymie ordered pizza from some new joint.  It took over an hour and it basically sucked.  Lymie tried to make up for it with copious amounts of top shelf booze which he generously laid out for everyone.  That just made the usual instigators extra salty.  The game went very late.  Hank damaged Lymies heirloom chair and Chowhound nearly broke another.  Hank became increasingly incensed as the night wore on. Word was he had a meeting with his ex-wife that day.  Edict and Feltman won some nice money but no one admitted to being a $50 loser.

4/10/2001 -- Edict hosts. Saigon grill.  Many misdeals including 3 by Edict.  Edict gets annoyed at everyone for raiding his kitchen.  Lots of magazine reading.  A car crash on WEA.  Lymie accused of slacking off his hosting duties.  Hank misuses the term "Environmental" too often.  Lymie finds the cognac at 11:40pm.  Ken eats waffles at midnight.  

4/3/2001 -- Dano hosts.  Ken brings Mimi's.  Looks like Lymie's winning streak continues--even without Doc G at the game.  Edict's losing streak finally comes to an end with a sizeable win.  Dano was a $50 loser, again.  And coincidentally ended his game at 11:29pm.  Hank seconded that motion--he looked to be down quite a bit as well.  Hank has made several references to being single; getting hooked up with single female friends; fixing up his bedroom; etc.  Sounds like he's getting desperate.  Maybe if Hank had a fancy TNP T-shirt like the ones Redcard brought for Koneo and Dano he might get more action from the ladies.   Redcard also presented Koneo with the ceremonial bottle of Makers Mark which, miraculously, Lymie left untouched.

3/27/2001 -- Koneo hosts. Doc G fills in for Edict. Ken makes a pizza appetizer.  Indian Cafe was fair at best. Mitch complains and suffers from cat-related allergies. Both Hauser's sit together, amplifying the volume by a factor of 10.  Ken opens a bottle of Maker's Mark. Lymie wins. Redcard spills a beer on Doc G. Ken makes doggie death-pool bet with Feltman. There probably was a $50 loser but no one has stepped forward.    

3/20/2001 -- Chowhound hosts.  Only 5 lost souls show up.  A very fast game with almost 30 hands being played.  Edict loses and complains like a bitch almost all game and ends up nearly even.  Dano wins early and squirrels half the night only playing when he has a lock (which, unfortunately, he did several times.)  Chowhound was a $50 loser.  Thai food from Spice was almost as hot going out as it was going in.  

3/13/2001 -- Feltman hosts.  Ain't it heaven to play with seven!  Lymie misses game, game misses Lymie's cash.  Feltman provides Katz's.  Koneo brings oysters--Chowhound shucks 'em. Koneo eats a lot.  A few misdeals, and a rare spill by edict round out a game of ups and downs.  Hank appeared to continue his winning ways: this time by his liberal use of chemical warfare that kept most of the other players covered up for safety.  Edict countered, but was less than successful in his game.  More complaints about digital cameras.  Lots of seven card games for a change.

3/6/2001 -- Hank hosts.  Michelob (Niccolo) plays.  9 players.  Dano makes an excellent lasagna.  Lots of yelling.  Too many digital cameras.  Mitch is $100 winner.  "Cry me a River" played incessantly all night.  Doc G and Keri stop by.  Dano spent more time on his computer than at the table.  There were several large losers including Feltman and Edict, who is on a a very bad streak. 

2/27/2001 -- Redcard hosts.  Special Mardi Gras Edition of Tuesday Night Poker complete with jambalaya, beads, and zydeco.  Though no one exposed his breasts.  The guys gave Redcard his wedding gift.  Gorg played.  This may have been the most photographed game in history as there were 4 cameras present.  Lymie won big early and squirreled to the end to leave a winner.  Edict was a $50 loser.  Koneo thought a cleanly shaved Feltman looked like Jerry Lewis.  There was much discussion and yelling over the term "crackah".  Redcard made a foolish bet with Feltman over NBA rookie of the year. 

2/20/2001 -- Dano hosts.  Feltman brings bangers from Esposito's in Brooklyn and Dano grills them to perfection.  Koneo after initially complaining about the fattening aspect of the meal complains that there weren't enough of the pork.  Redcard and Jody's wedding gift sat by the poker table unopened; Redcard was slaving away at work.  Doc G filled in and did not disappoint.  We may have had sausages for dinner--but we all got a piece of the fish--even Lymie was a winner.  Hank made several telling comments about Feltman (I think he dost protest too much.)  Edict regaled us with stories from St. Barths.  Ken flipped out when he tried to deal himself a 7th card in a 6 card game.  There must have been a $50 loser, probably Dano or Doc G.

2/13/2001 -- Koneo hosts.  Edict calls from St. Barths.  Doc G plays and wins a big pot going both ways with a little help from his friends. Hank goes ballistic because Redcard helped Doc G call his hand.  Doc G mysteriously creeps out of the game.  Lymie complains overworked state contributed to his $70 loss and refused to sign an IOU to Koneo.  Jay Swift hangs out but doesn't play, waiting for Knick tickets from Hank.   Food was Empire Szechuan--good.   

2/6/2001 -- Chowhound hosts a very festive game.  Doc G plays as the ninth but no one complains based on his prior performances--and this night would be no exception.  Chowhound's winning strategy revolved around his supply of a dizzying array of inebriates including, but certainly not limited to, 4 types of tequila for the players.  Edict, in particular, fell victim to this chemical assault as a type of poker-aphasia cast a foreboding pall over his demeanor (perhaps a glimpse of his impending senility.)  Lymons was so "afflicted", that with the bet to him, stared blankly at his cards for a moment and then picked up a magazine and began to read.  Mitch, a $50 loser remained mercifully quiet and introspective for most of the game.  Of course Koneo supplied the statisticians with an obligatory misdeal though he was a big weiner for the night.  Its a shame he probably won't remember it.  Koneo was last seen in hot pants and a faux fur wrap soliciting "favors" up on 158th street.

1/30/2001 --  Edict hosts.  Very quiet and peaceful game due to Hank and Lymie's absence, though Edicts surlyness fills that void somewhat.  Gorg plays and has the audacity to not only win, but muscle in on some free chow.  At least he didn't throw up this time.  Big money and statistically significant game overall.  Koneo and Dano were $50 losers (Dano reportedly a $100+ loser) and received the song in the elevator.  Edict was up $80 at one point but finished up only about $30 so he was a $50 loser of sorts as well.  Ken had at least 2 confirmed mis-deals Dano had 1 and Mr. Spill's legend continued after a few close calls.  Koneo played Iron Cross with aces useable as wild cards and it became obvious why the old rule was created in the first place.  Saigon Grill was good.  And a mysterious whiskey was poured from a pickle jar all night.   

1/23/2001 -- Gorg hosts. Indian Cafe was fair at best. Another high quality hosting job, by the Lansbury team. A fine assortment of hors d'oeuvres were set out (though no nachos this time) by Emily. The lovely Elizabeth fell head over heels for Koneo after she defeated him in arm and thumb wrestling. The game was relatively argument free until Hank could take it no more. He again employed his "I won't declare my hand because I want a reason to yell at someone" gambit. Antique copies of "The Poker News" circulated. Chowhound was not present due to a swashbuckling tour of Mexico. Toasts and well wishes were offered to Brain on the birth of new baby, Macklin.

1/17/2001 -- Hank Hosts.  Mimi's.  Relatively quiet game despite a series of major developments.  Ken wins aces wild argument and loses first hand with new rule.  Lymie is a $100 winner (20 or 30 more of those and he'll break even for his career,) Dano is a $100 loser (the price of a tune-up goes up 50%.)  The game goes until 1:30am.  Feltman despite the game's abominable marital record,  misses game to get engaged to Zoe.

1/9/2001 -- Feltman hosts.  Full moon.  Peruvian Chicken good.  Ken freaks out about his disqualification for using an ace as his wild card in iron cross--even though he admitted to knowing the rules.  He gets an "abruptly left game" stat.  Hank also goes nuts by refusing to declare his hand in an orderly fashion.  Doc G vows to study poker.

1/2/2001 -- Lymie hosts. Lymie sweet-talked Manetta's into delivering.  Rick turned his cards over but claimed he was still in game.  Big argument even without Hank there. Doc G took. notes.   

12/26/2000 -- No game.

12/19/2000 -- Redcard hosts.  Secret Santa.  Edict was late. Lymie gave everybody crabs (... she-crab soup that is.)  Good chinese food.  Very festive.

12/12/2000 -- Kenny  hosts. Peruvian Chicken. No Hank but Adam plays and empties pockets like a champ. 2 bottles of premium booze opened so Rick and Lymie were rolling.

12/5/2000 -- Chowhound hosts. FIRST POSTING OF TUESDAYNIGHTPOKER.COM.  Koneo = $50 loser. Spice (thai) food was generally good.

11/28/2000 -- Edict hosts. Dan leaves to attend car emergency. Saigon Grill (vietnamese) was fair. Hank complained that vietnamese food shouldn’t be sweet.

11/21/2000 --  Hank and Dano host. Ken and Feltman bring Gabriella's. Debate over best chicken continues. Minor cookie ingestion. Ken challenges Lymons to boxing match.

11/14/2000 -- Feltman hosts. Peruvian Chicken was excellent. Lots of poker. Very loud game until leftover cheese-cake is distributed.