I got off to a great start in the first game, with a run of 5 or 6 hands in a row with at least an ace. I turned 70 chips into about 200 pretty quick, but knew it wouldn't last. I even asked Alen to stop me just before I did something stupid and gave all my chips away, but that didn't help. I lost about 100 chips in the one hand to Amanda "Chops" Huber, basically just because I was hoping she didn't have the hand she was representing with her betting. I was wrong.
Chops went on to win that game, after beating Narelle and Jess in the final three. The second game wasn't much better for me. My good cards dried up, so I had to rely on my poker skills even more, which seem to have deserted me lately. Anyway, I didn't last long, and Amanda won the second game as well - big night for her! After that we moved onto darts at the Huber residence, which was good fun. I've noticed I seem to be better early on in games of darts, after that I steadily lose my touch until I've got a 50/50 shot of just hitting the board each time.
Saturday morning Amanda used her poker winnings to buy Murray, Alen, Jess and I breakfast at the Lipson Street Cafe in Port Adelaide. It was delicious. 
From there I went to Ash's house to lift weights for a while. I took some photos of this too, but after talking to Ash have decided to save them for our upcoming 2008 calendar. Or perhaps 2009.
Then it was back to the hood for an auction in New Street. No real interest in buying, just curious to see what kind of price it went for. Michella and I went through a few weeks ago and thought it was pretty dodgy, and the owners would be lucky to get the $260,000 they wanted. Anyway, after the auctioneer went through his ten minute spiel about the house, he called for bids. Silence. He then made a vendor bid of $230,000. More silence. When he didn't receive any more bids, he made another vendor bid of $245,000. This seemed confusing to me, as noone appeared to be interested at $230,000. Anyway, there were no bids, the house was passed in, and the auctioneer seemed slightly annoyed that the 20 odd people who turned up were all just curious neighbours.
Had a bit of a hit of tennis at Murray and Amanda's, a couple of drinks and some tasty barbecue.
A quick dip in the pool back at my house, then went to the Botanic Gardens to see Children of Men at the Moonlight Cinema with Michella.
We took dinner in with us. One of us ate a little healthier than the other. I'll let you guess who.
I didn't care for the movie that much. I do like Clive Owen, and the premise (in the near future all women become infertile, and the world goes 18 years without a baby being born, and chaos and anarchy ensues) sounded interesting, but I found the whole thing kind of boring. I don't really like futuristic movies that much, or movies set in the past. A couple of weeks ago Michella talked me into hiring a movie that was both futuristic and historical - about a group of people who travel in time back to the middle ages to do something. I think it was called Timeline. It was the worst movie I'd seen in a long time. Anyway . . . Children of Men wasn't that bad, but it wasn't that good either.
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