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This is something I have yet to introduce to you all. Behold, the LORD AND MASTER STEIN™, symbol of
virility and mighty, mighty poker prowess. Ben made this
bad boy several months back. He created the design and ordered it through cafepress.com.
Part bragging rights and part intimidation factor (and, let's be honest, part awesome status symbol), the
LORD AND MASTER STEIN™ belongs to the winner of the previous poker game. And you know what? That
last person happens to be yours truly.
Many a coworker has flapped his gums about wrestling this fine chalice from me. Be to those disbelievers and
pretenders to the throne, I say Nay! This fine drinking vessel will not be sullied by your pedestrian
lips!
Ahahahaha, this is too much fun. Tonight, I'm heading out to the burbs to hang out with Ben and Laura. A bunch
of us are going out there to play some poker and, as though good friends and cards aren't fun enough... it's
going to be a LORD AND MASTER STEIN™ game. Winner takes it.
This guy has been sitting on my desk for several weeks now. I have yet to drink from it, as this is our
first officiel LORD AND MASTER STEIN™ game since it arrived. I'm hoping to hold onto it for
several more weeks yet, but I'm guessing that tonight everyone's shooting for the stein.
Here are some of the "informal" rules we've come up with so far:
- If three or more Emmis Interactive employees
gather for a game, they can declare a Stein Game™ if the current stein-holder is present.
- A non-Emmis person can win the stein,
- If three or more Emmis Interactive employees gather
for a game and the current stein-holder is a non-Emmis employee... they can still declare a Stein Game™ if the stein-holder is unable to attend. Although... some attempt must be made to accomodate the stein-holder's schedule.
Will the LORD AND MASTER STEIN™ remain with me? Will someone else win it?
I guess you'll just have to come back and see. 
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I finally dug my car out this morning (it's been buried ever since the first big snowfall we had,
many weeks ago). However, on getting into it tonight... it wouldn't turn. I tried unsuccessfully for a while,
then gave up and gave Chris a ring. During
this time, I was to be meeting Justin for dinner, and
then the two of us would drive out to the suburbs. Turns out Justin's
phone is dead so, after tracking him down at Smoke Daddy's, I let him know the situation.
Chris swings by, gives me a jump, and my car
starts right up. I leave to go meet Justin and he
leaves to drop off some things with Lesley (and to pick up Eric).
Lots of last-minute coordination. I was a bit worried (Chris
and Lesley were staying out in the burbs, so we needed my car to get back). But it all worked out out in the end.
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Justin and I got there ahead of Chris,
so we hung out with Laura for a while (Ben was off getting
some chips and soda). We visited Emmett briefly (he was in bed, but wanted to say hi to us), and he was cute as
ever. He showed us a toy dinosaur he had (with the tail broken off), and Justin remarked
that it felt like it was filled with popcorn. Emmett laughed a lot this.
Ben's chip set. As of right now, three of my coworkers
have their own set of poker chips. Mike has his own set;
and Chris does as well.
Laura and Ben, checking out the lay of the land.
Chris, Eric
and Justin.
The royal view from my vantage point.
At the end of the game, it was me, Eric and Laura,
head to head to head. But when the dust settled, Eric emerged
victorious.
A non-Emmis employee? In possession of the LORD AND MASTER STEIN™?
*drops monocle in shock*
Winning the stein is one of the greatest feelings. I loved having the stein in my possession, as it was a way
to just flaunt superiority. People can smack talk all the way, but you can always, always have the last
word by asking where the stein is. Oh, that's right. *I* have it.
And if owning the stein is the greatest feeling in the world, the worst feeling is having to rinse the
fucker out. And towel it off for the guy who just won it from you.
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We decide to play another round (although Laura and
Chris and Lesley bow out). We decide on
5-minute blinds, since it's already pretty late and we go at it until about 2:00 AM.
Ben emerges as the champion, and drinks from the
keg of victory.
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