6:25 PM: Today I went on a long run on the pool table at the Saucer, winning 11 games in a row, including the 10th game in one shot when I made the 8 on the break. To be fair, Pete was the one who eventually ended the streak, but for most of the afternoon this is what he was thinking:
I finished the day at 12-2. I’m now at home enjoying Paul’s Drunkass Food. About 7:30 I’ll head back up to the Saucer for round 2. Most people have the day off tomorrow (I don’t! My company is HOLDING THE WHITE MAN DOWN!!!) for MLK day, so hopefully there will be a crowd. Most likely I’ll get my second wind and close the place down.
Preview of George W. Bush’s proclamation of tomorrow’s holiday: “Milk day! Well, I think that’s fantastic that Congress set aside a holiday honoring milk. It does a body good, you know. But I think they left a vowel out of…” (advisor whispers in his ear) “Oh.”
Heading back up there, maybe to whoop some more ass at pool. Whatcha gonna do when the rabbit gets the gun, Pete, whatcha gonna do when the rabbit gets the gun.
