"I'm all in..."

No, that's not a comment I've had to use with a girl... but I did use it at last night's poker game at Scott's place. Saturday was good to me. Met up with the Burns at Arby's for lunch. The Dabster showed up late because she was untangling Raven's thong or something like that. Anyway... Next was a dreaded trip to WalMart to pick up some supplies. First on my list was some Brasso to try and get rid of some of the scratches on my iPod. I also got some other stuff but nothing else was particularly significant. Band practice was in a few hours so Dabs just hung out at my place looking at catalogs while making some high-pitched noises that interfered with my enjoyment of the Formula 1 program on the satellite. It was qualifying for the Brazilian Grand Prix which was also the last race of the season. Naturally, I would not have honored requests to change the channel in this situation. Finally, the noise subsided but not after she asked me about some of the catalogs I had. Sheesh. (heh)

I went into the kitchen to try the Brasso out on the iPod. It worked like a charm! I had read on some iPod forums that Brasso was the ticket to getting scratches out. I was careful not to get any of the cleaner into the seams or on the click wheel so as not to screw things up. I was doing all this so that I could stick it in the case I received for it on Friday as a gift from the folks I got my server at work from. I actually scored me and Lesa some stuff so now we both have some iPod bling.

Band practice went well. We were done in an hour. Took a look at the sound board and it was all eff'd up as usual. Such is life. Not my problem. Scott was steering the boat this week to give Kevin a break.

At around 8, a bunch of us got together at Scott's for our first organized poker night. Me, John, Stacey, Dabney, Eric, Wes and Scott started off the group. Jo, Patrick and some other girl stopped in for a bit later on. It was just the guys at the table though doing the card thing while the girls watched movies. At one point, Scott was trying to convince the girls to... never mind. I felt kind of bad for John as it seemed he was clueless on how to play. Hopefully, he's got a better handle on it now so he won't just be making a donation next time. There was some good playing going on though. In the end, it came down to me and Wes. Ultimately, Wes won. Congrats!

Morning came early Sunday. Got to church, warmed up then was ready to go. Music went well despite some things that could have seriously have train wrecked some songs happening. Suprisingly though, we ALL took it in stride and kept things going. I doubt the audience even knew anything was wrong. I'm sure Wes had fun keeping the lyrics on the screen though.

Rushed home when all was done so I would watch my F1 race. It was exciting. Man, I love that stuff. I can't wait till I head to Indy again next year. Oh, on a sad note, I saw the news report where Hendrick racing suffered the loss of 10 people in a plane crash on their way to the Martinsville race today. That's sad. Hendrick owns several racing teams in Nascar.

Time to get to bed. Gotta go to work tomorrow.