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Craft Beer Week in NYC

Welcome to the 6th floor.

Today’s contributors are: Ann, Sara, Tabitha, Frank, Billy.

Subject: Craft Beer Week

Where’s Scott? I feel like I haven’t seen him in a couple of days.” Frank asks.

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Scott’s been in California for an old high school friend’s wedding since Wednesday. He’ll be back Thursday. Which you’d know if you were ever awake during normal hours.” Tabitha replies.

It’s 2:30! How is that not a normal hour?” Frank asks.

He does have a point.” Sara says.

I play poker, just assume I’m on pacific time. Like Vegas.” Frank explains.

Couldn’t you be on Atlantic City time? Match us a little better?” Tabitha asks.

Stop knocking my sleep patterns. Anyway, Scott’s gonna miss Craft Beer Week.” Frank says.

I’d forgotten about that. I’m in.” Sara says.

Is it that pay one price drink all evening thing we did last year?” Ann asks.

Actually, that’s not until June. This is different. There are a bunch of different events, but the one I’m excited about is 60 different cask ales across three bars this weekend.” Frank says.

Actually, we missed one Labor Day weekend. I don’t know what’s wrong with us.” Sara says.

We did? Doh.. Anyway, There are some walking tours and food pairings during the week, but I think the cask beer is the best event. Who wants to come?” Frank says.

I’ll do it. Cask beers are always so interesting.” Sara says, raising her hand.

Nah, too expensive for me. I don’t appreciate beer the way you guys do. Give me a simple Corona and I’m happy.” Tabitha declines.

I’ll come. I had plans tomorrow but they fell through. Might as well do something.” Ann says.

Billy?” Frank asks.

Billy, who’d been half dozing on the couch the entire time looks up at Frank. “That’s fine. Buy me a ticket and I’ll pay you tomorrow.” Billy says, closing his eyes again.

What’s with Rip Van Winkle over there?” Frank asks.

He worked a really early shift this morning. Just got home a little while ago but didn’t want to nap before we get dinner. We’re going out to that Mexican place remember?” Tabitha explains.

Oh. Right.” Frank says.

What would you do without me to explain things to you?” Tabitha asks.

I’d probably just order Chinese.” Frank retorts.

Mexican is better than Chinese-American food any day.” Ann says.

Billy gives a silent thumbs up from the couch.


September 11th, 2009 by Ann in 6th Floor, Beer, Drinking
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Frank’s Escape

Welcome to the 6th floor.

Today’s contributors are: Ann, Sara, Tabitha, Billy and Scott.

Subject: Frank’s Escape

“I’m so tired of the cold!” Tabitha shouts from the couch, curled up in a ball in a blanket and drinking hot chocolate.

“Relax Tab, it’s not that cold out.”

“I hear it’s well below freezing in Buffalo today.”

“Contrary to belief, knowing that’s it’s colder elsewhere doesn’t make it warmer here.”

“That’s very deep. Maybe you just need another blanket.”

“If you give her more blankets, she may drown!”

“At least Frank’s warm.”


“Frank’s warm? Wait..where is he?”

“Vegas.”

“VEGAS?! And no one told me? You know how I hate being left in the dark.”

“Sorry, he made us promise not to tell you right away.”

“I shouldn’t be surprised. Can I call him and berate him? He’s probably still asleep given west coast time.”

“Go for it, he’ll probably get a kick out of you being annoyed.”

“Sometimes I think he goes on these trips as much to get a rise out of you as for any other reason.”

“Ugh, so when is he coming back?”

“Dunno. Later?”

“You never ask the important questions.”

“I’m sure he’ll be back for the Super Bowl.”

“Well Tabitha, you don’t look cold anymore.”

“This really gets the blood boiling huh?”

“If Frank keeps pulling stunts like this we may be able to save on heating.”

January 26th, 2009 by Ann in 6th Floor
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Taco Wars

Welcome to the 6th floor.

Today’s contributors are: Ann, Sara, Tabitha, Frank, Billy and Scott.

Subject: Frank returns from Buffalo

Frank is leafing through a pile of receipts in the kitchen and cursing under his breath.

Hey Frank! How was your trip to Buffalo?”

Frank mutters softly under his breath. “When did gas get so expensive? Hell, when did snacks at the rest stop get so expensive?”

Where have you been man? Gas has been expensive for a while.”

I don’t think I’ve filled up my taken more than once a month at most in a year. I guess I never noticed how ridiculous it gets when you drive a lot. Yikes.”

Didn’t you go up there with him Sara? Didn’t you pay for half the gas?”

Yeah. He’s only looking at his half of the receipts.”

Oh.”

Those cookies and bread you brought back were yummy though.”

Yeah, they were. So Frank, how was seeing the old campus? Bring back memories?”

Oh, tons. Of a cheaper time..” Frank stares off into space…then snaps out of it. “Did you know they changed the Krispy Kreme store into a Vitamin Shop!?”

Really? That’s gotta be a sin or something.”

The Hooters is gone too.”

Wow. Buffalo has really gone downhill since you left. At least they still have wings right?”

Of course. The day Buffalo has no more wings is the day Canada annexes Western New York.”

We’d probably let them have it too.”

They can take their Tim Hortons and shove it!”

Glorified Dunkin Donuts.”

I would say the same about Mighty Taco. Seemed much the same as Taco Bell.”

You should try Del Taco out in the Vegas area. Excellent! Blows both of ’em away.”

Going to Vegas? I’m in..”

I was thinking about going to Vegas in November actually. It’s a friend of mine’s birthday.”

Should totally do it. I hear they have some awesome strip clubs out there.”

Scott can stalk strippers..the rest of us can drink ourselves silly and lose wads of cash.”

Except Frank..who will win mounds of moola despite being completely smashed… and then buy us dinner.”

Anything for a free meal huh?”

You said it.”

August 20th, 2008 by Ann in 6th Floor
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Coffee Intervention

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Today’s contributors are: Sara, Tabitha, Frank

Subject: Sara and her Joe

Sara’s sitting at the table with her laptop and a cup of coffee, tapping away at the keys. Frank’s watching television, and Tabitha is making herself a sandwich in the kitchen.

So Sara, how’s Joe?”

Joe? Who’s Joe? Are you dating someone new and didn’t tell me?”

I have no idea what he’s talking about. I’m not dating anyone that I know of.”

I meant your coffee. It seems like I never see you without that coffee mug or Starbucks cup anymore.”

That’s not true! Yesterday I had a Juan Valdez cup!”

Have you tried..and I know this will sound odd, a good night’s sleep? It’s not like you have work to get up for.”

Good night’s sleep? That’s so 1920s.”

1920s? Did they historically sleep more in the 1920s?”

I don’t know. Maybe?”

I guess it was during prohibition. If they couldn’t stay out until four drinking, I guess they could get to bed early.”

Either way. It’s a problem when you go to bed after Frank does.”

Is there something inherently wrong with going to bed at 5am? You know, I wouldn’t get this kind of criticism of my schedule in Las Vegas.”

Well can’t you even go to the dentist at 3am in Vegas? But this isn’t Vegas, this is New York.”

It’s the city that never sleeps!”

If it laid off the coffee, it’d be able to sleep!”

Did you know that the first Starbucks opened in New York in 1994, the same year Friends started?”

I think I did hear that actually.”

Very telling.”

So I’m keeping my coffee then. Besides, It’s almost a sin for a programmer to give up things like coffee.”

Well, the first web cam was created to see if the coffee pot was full so they didn’t have to get up.”

I’ve always wondered about that. I mean, if everyone could check the coffee pot, and no one got up if it was empty, how’d they ever get coffee?”

I’m sure the secretary probably started filling it up.”

Exactly.”

We’re moving towards that culture right? Soon we’ll be able to query are fridge contents from a web browser, probably even turn on the oven too. We’ll be able to cook dinner from our computer.”

That would be excellent!”

Lazy bums! There is some benefit to not sitting on the couch all day you know.”

There is?”

Blasphemy.”

Tabitha just rolls her eyes, and takes her sandwich into her room.

April 9th, 2008 by Tabitha in 6th Floor
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Vegas Baby

Welcome to the 6th floor.

Today’s contributors are: Ann, Billy and Scott.

Subject: Vegas Baby

Ann hangs up the phone, looking over to Billy and Scott with a rather bewildered expression.

My parents aren’t doing Thanksgiving. Their friends decided to go to Las Vegas last minute, and they invited my parents.”

Woah, Thanksgiving in Vegas. Interesting.”

I can’t believe they’re going to Vegas. My mother won’t even play instant lotto.”

Well Vegas is special. Besides, with all the Broadway show strikes, the best shot at getting a ticket is going to Vegas.”

Ann laughs, “That’s true. My mother said she really wasn’t looking forward to cooking anyway. They’re going to go to buffets every night and have a grand Thanksgiving without me.”

And get some quality alone time. Who knows, you could have another sibling in 9 months.”

Ann groans. “Scott! I don’t need to hear about that.”

You’re right. What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. Does that mean the kid would have to be given away to Nevada?”

Maybe. Forever an orphan growing up in a casino, learning the games, eventually falling in with the wrong crowd.”

Until one day he decides to get even and stages an elaborate con on the casino bosses, taking it for millions of dollars.”

And as the police are tracking him down, he unexpectedly finds his birth mother who helps him avoid the cops and they form a new bond of friendship.”

Brilliant! Alert Spielberg! We’ve got his next movie!”

Ummm…sure. I’ll get right on that. But first I’m going to try and find Tabitha. Since we’re all apparently going to be here for Thanksgiving, we should do it right. Turkey, Pie, Cranberry sauce..”

Pumpkin pie!”

A real Thanksgiving meal! This beats Frank’s offer to buy everyone turkey cold cuts and a can of pumpkin filling.”

November 22nd, 2007 by Ann in Uncategorized
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Poker and Me

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Today’s contributors are: Frank

Subject: How I Earn A Living

I’ve been asked a bit about my job so I figured I’d talk about what I do, and how I do it.

I’m generally a cash game player. Which means that I play in games where you exchange money for chips, and I can walk away whenever I want and change any of the chips I have for their value in money. The alternative is tournament play, which is what you see on television where you buy-in to the tournament, and you play until you either have all, or none, of the chips. I’ve played a tournament occasionally, but I generally stick to cash games. The big difference is with a tournament, you have to beat everyone to make money, in a cash game you only have to beat one person, and it can be the worst player at the table.

One of the biggest reasons my parents basically kicked me out of the house is because they didn’t believe I could make a living playing poker, they considered it gambling with my future. Now poker playing does contain a lot of gambling situations, but it’s not like rolling a dice for my dinner. What happens is when I get into situations where I need a certain card to win the hand, I calculate the odds of getting that card. If it’s only going to come 25% of the time, I make sure that if I win I’m winning more than 4 times what I would be betting in that situation. If I’m consistent and play that hand the same way every time the situation comes up, in the long run I’m going to win money, even though each individual situation may be a gamble.

The trick to that is being able to play for long enough that you get enough of those situations before you run out of money. You should never run out of money while playing poker or you’re playing at too high a level. Even if that means you’re playing with nickels for months.

I’m not going to say how much money I make or what level I play at, but it’s enough to get by. I’ve been banking money, and I have some loans to pay off, but I haven’t made the push yet to play at a higher level. I like to have some extra money to do things with, and often times I splurge and spend the money that I’d need to bankroll to move up to a higher level. I always make sure I have enough saved, and can pay the rent though, I’m not stupid.

I’ve never been to Las Vegas for the World Series of Poker, but I hear even the cash games during those weeks are great. I suppose a lot of amateur poker players come and want to play. I may go and check it out this year, I’ll have to look into it.

While it’s always great to not have to get up for work, or have set hours, it’s not all flowers and sunshine. I still spend a lot of time working, and I can get very stir crazy never leaving the apartment. Even if I did have a regular job, I don’t imagine I could have one where I work from home. It’s nice to get out and see the world sometimes, which is why I occasionally find a wireless hub and play from there.

May 31st, 2007 by Frank in Uncategorized
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Nothing Loosens Lips Like Alcohol

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Today’s contributors are: Ann, Sara, Tabitha, Frank, Billy and Scott.

Subject: Nothing loosens the lips like alcohol

After the game Friday night me and Frank headed over to Union Square to meet the rest of the gang. As we get off the train I call them and it turns out they’ve also just arrived, so we all go to Max Brenner together. We’re about to head in when we’re stopped by someone calling most of our names. It’s Amy and Sue, two girls who used to live on our floor before moving in with their respective boyfriends. Sue is actually getting married in a couple of months.

Sue: “Hey guys! It’s funny running into you, especially today! Me and Amy just decided to meet up and go out and have some drinks tonight. You should come with us, it’ll be just like old times!”

I’m in, are you guys okay with skipping chocolate tonight?”

It’s a tough choice, but I guess I can skip chocolate for these two…as long as one of them buys me a chocolate Martini where ever we’re going.”

Amy: “Certainly! I’ll do it, Sue should be saving for her wedding!”

Did you pick a date yet?”

Sue: “Not quite yet, we’re decided between two dates in the spring of ’08. So what are guys doing out besides getting chocolate?”

We were grabbing dinner at the Corner Bistro, and we just met up with Sara and Frank returning from the game.”

Amy: “The Met game? How’d they do?”

Mets won 3-2, Pettite thought Endy was bunting, instead he swung and hit a two run home run. One more win and Frank loses our bet.”

Amy: “Oooh, a bet. That sounds like fun. You guys going to any more of the games?”

Nope, I’ll have to wait until they come to Yankee Stadium to see them beat the Mets I guess.”

We arrived at the bar Amy and Sue were headed to, and found ourselves a semi-empty corner to hang out in. As is typical when we go out to bars, we ended up forming a circle so that we could all talk to each other.

Sue: “You guys look like you’re already a little tipsy, a bit too many beers with dinner?”

You know we can never pass up those McSorley’s. It’s just a shame that the real bar is always so jam packed.”

We had a couple of beers ourself at Shea. It’s such a rip off but I can’t help myself.”

Just trying to drown your sorrows huh Frank?”

Absolutely.”

Sue: “So what’s new with everyone? What have you guys been up to? Any dates recently?”

I was on a date just last night actually. It was kind of a bore.”

You never did mention how that went. I noticed you didn’t come back with him and you certainly weren’t home very late.”

Well you know he was a guy from work. He really seemed to not want to talk about anything except work. We talked office politics, coding solutions…it was just like lunch in the cafeteria.”

What a snooze.”

Exactly, I didn’t even have to make up an excuse to part ways after dinner, he wanted to go home because we had work the next morning.”

As I recall, you’re asleep early most nights too.”

Yeah yeah, we don’t all have the luxury of your schedule.”

Amy: “Still doing well with the Poker I take it?”

It pays the bills, and it certainly beats rising with the sun and trudging off to work.”

Sue “I imagine it would. So Tabitha, you think you did well on your finals?”

I think so yeah, I wish I didn’t have to wait so long to find out my grades.”

Tab, are you chewing on the appetizers menu?”

Tabitha pulls the wad of paper out of her mouth and opens it up. “Looks like it, you want more food?”

I’m not into paper as a snack actually, I’ll pass.”

Sue “So how about the rest of you? Anything to write home about?”

I drove the M train this week!”

Yes, that’s all very exciting. You still travel a lot for work Amy?”

Amy: “Not quite as much, but still some. I have more seniority now that one of the older guys quit. Means I get to pick and choose more about which trips to take. Last week I was actually in Vegas; best trip for work ever.”

I bet. You should have told me, I would’ve flown with you. I rarely pass up an excuse to go to Vegas, it’s like my Mecca.”

Yeah, he actually makes sure every time he plays poker on-line he faces towards Las Vegas.”

Amy: “Ha! Well maybe next time I go out there I’ll give you a call. I assume you feel much the same about other gambling places? Atlantic City? Reno?”

Yup, although AC is close enough that I really don’t need an excuse to go there.”

We continued chatting and drinking and having a grand time late into the night, but none of us really remember much after that. Tabitha did develop a small cut on her lip, and Frank’s arm felt sore the next day, and it certainly wasn’t from cheering for the Yankees.

The Mets slaughtered the Yankees on Saturday, having starting pitcher Darrel Rasner leave with a broken finger in the first inning killed them. The Yankees managed to eke out the third game so Frank will not be my slave, but he does owe me a couple of drinks. I’m thinking of ordering every drink with top shelf liquor.

May 25th, 2007 by Sara in Uncategorized
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