I’ve found a church reasonably close by that I like. The only problem is, they tend to run long. They have an auditorium in a hotel, and the room is booked from 11 to 2. As if three hours weren’t enough, they always end up going over and the hotel staff hangs around the door looking somewhat disgruntled. Seriously, three and a half hours, and they’re still going strong! Well, I guess now I know what it was like for my Mormon friends growing up. The reason it goes so long is because they have two people speak every Sunday, and each gives a full sermon. Additionally, they like to sing, which is one of the things I like most about the church. So the first hour is usually singing, followed by two sermons, with some more singing in between.
I went to church this morning, but had to cut out early to make it to a poker game. I actually had a pretty full day planned. I wanted to go to church, play a Texas Hold Em tournament with some friends, then head up to a classmate’s place to study for the State Exam (on Saturday, huge test, I’ll write about it later).
I’m not the best poker player, I know that well. In fact, I’d say I’m average in the group of about 7 people that we play with. Today, however, was my lucky day. We used to do a cash game, where you could buy back in if you went bust. Recently, we decided to change to a tournament format. Everyone buys in for 100 roubles (about $4), the runner-up gets his money back, and the winner takes the rest. I played this way once before, and was promptly eliminated within the first five minutes. I guess I played a little too aggressively. This time however, I felt more confident in my decisions, like I was playing the cards better. I won the first tournament, it finished in less than an hour. I figured that I should leave to study. After all, I just won, and no need to tempt fate. Temptation won, and since it was still relatively early, I decided to play once more. Another hour later, and I emerged the winner. This time, though, I really did excuse myself from the table. Feeling rather pleased, I left 600 roubles ($22) richer than I came.
Perhaps more astounding, I came to the game with only 100 roubles, all that was left to my name after giving to the offering. I planned on losing it, and I had enough change for transportation. This evening I had to meet my landlady and pay rent, so I knew I’d get to an ATM later in the day.
To those who see something incongruous in putting Church and poker back-to-back, I would simply respond that I haven’t the faintest idea what you’re talking about…