Yea, you knew it too. I know. Was it the Star Wars DVD sets and the collection of Daredevil and Spawn comics that gave me away? I swear to God, I DON'T have a light saber. Now if they were real, damn strait I'd have one. Hell, one in each color. Anyway, take the test and see how you do, Mr. or Mrs. smarty pants, and post the results for the world to see. I dare ya. I double dog dare ya. I TRIPLE DOG DARE YA!
Damn, they must have looked at my school transcripts (he says, as he slinks off to watch TNG reruns and surf the web for more tank or gun pics, and/or porn). The only thing that surprised me was scoring higher on Sci Fi/Comic than History. I mean, damn. The first two were a given. the 200 I scored on the math part of the GRE told me that much. Aaaah, I don't let it worry me. When the hell do you need Algebra anyway?
On another note, I played pool on the team last night for the first time as an unrated player. In other words, they hadn't seen me play and didn't know how to rank me or who to put me up against, skill wise. Turns out they put me up against a guy who knew what the hell he was doin' and I went down in flames. Don't feel bad at all though. I lost to a much better player, but I gave him a run for it. I never left more than one or two balls on the table after a game (get yer mind out of the gutter). I'll do better next time... or not. Hell, with my class schedule I'll never get a chance to practice, so I may just continue to suck, with moments of brilliance just to keep them guessing.
On another note, I played pool on the team last night for the first time as an unrated player. In other words, they hadn't seen me play and didn't know how to rank me or who to put me up against, skill wise. Turns out they put me up against a guy who knew what the hell he was doin' and I went down in flames. Don't feel bad at all though. I lost to a much better player, but I gave him a run for it. I never left more than one or two balls on the table after a game (get yer mind out of the gutter). I'll do better next time... or not. Hell, with my class schedule I'll never get a chance to practice, so I may just continue to suck, with moments of brilliance just to keep them guessing.
While we played I drank a few (3) mugs of Michalob Dark Lager and smoked my first La Flur maduro chisel. I liked the stronger taste of it, along with the beer. Long and fat. A slow burner. Nice to chew on while I contemplated my next move on the table.
At one point as I was makin' shots, bearin' down and feelin' good, they had to tell me that I couldn't play with it hangin' out of my mouth. Somethin' about maybe gettin' ash on the table. I put it in the tray and barked back that there was already too many fuckin' rules to this game. I was in the zone, and they interrupted me. Lost my train of thought. Well, that's my story and I'm stickin' to it.
You guys enjoy your Thursday. It's almost payday, and the weekend is almost here again. Courage!
You guys enjoy your Thursday. It's almost payday, and the weekend is almost here again. Courage!
