November 6, 2004

  • All night war…

    Hoping to have a scrabble date that never materialized, I improvised and called john for some pool time on the new table at work. He arrived about eight, and we did not leave until four in the morning.

    Yes, we played 15 games of Nine ball, took a break to eat, played five $10 games of poker, and capped it with another 15 games of ping pong. 35 little self inclusive wars. He spanked me in pool 9 to six, then beat me in poker pocketing 30 dollars, and then I choked a masterful lead of 7-2 wins in pong to a 7-7 tie, only to hold it on the fifteenth game with a good win.

    What did we have to pay for these 8 hours of solid entertainment? Zero dollars. Getting to let out some healthy aggression in high octane, high caliber competition? Priceless. For everything else, master your card.