Tonight it was Brown Beers (us) vs Pale Ales (them).
We are the ones pictured here... this is my teammate, who is a great pool player. I was thrilled that he asked me to play.
It's been decades since I last tried. I had a blast.
He was nice about showing me the shot and explaining why each one was a good way to go.
This is our competition. What? Actually she's very good. One of my past students... all grown up!
She is a major sweetie pie! Everyone loves this girl.
Here is the second half of the competition. He's an ex-student too.Part way through our second or third game his wife came and brought words for him.
He was not laughing then. He was in trouble. He was also four and a half hours late getting home... a block and a half away. Oops.
I almost took a photo of her face to share, but the self-preservation alarm in my head told me that this was a very bad idea. We had to get a new partner for the sweetie pie.
Here is one of the first students I ever had. He's doing that weird thing with his hand to cover up his shiner with his thumb.
He didn't play so he loaned me his stick. It's the kind that has its own case and you get to screw it together and look much cooler than you actually are.
It was a lot of fun.
Back home in the bat cave... I had a nice treat waiting. A friend of mine from way back showed up on my Facebook.
She got into my profile and read Oodles of Funch. She even talked about my Quansit hut. (However you spell it!) and got a kick out of the Fables... having been there "when the magic happened". Ha! It was a great surprise! I hope she is a frequent visitor here. You will like her.
You know, I don't really like to go to bars. But I did have a very good time. Finding P was nice icing. I fell into bed a shamefully happy person. Its good to get out once in a blue moon. Its even better to find old friends who were actually looking to find you.
:)
What did all of you do last night?
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