Displaying My Grasp of the Obvious

I got pretty well smacked around the table at my regular pool game last night.  In a very obscure game loosely based on snooker principals, I was down 36 to 20 in a race to 50 – somewhat akin to being down 6 runs in the bottom of the ninth inning of a baseball game.  I had just rattled the seven ball around the corner pocket, the ball, in seeming solidarity with most of my shots that night, stubbornly refused to fall.  Shaking my head I walked away from the table to the bar and took a sip of bourbon.  My friend, Jersey John, declared “Refugee, it’s just not your night.”

“John, it’s fine.  I have him right were I want him.”

“Really, Refugee, where is that?”

“Right behind me with my pants around my ankles, but at least I know were he is.*”



* a line shamelessly borrowed from this movie


One Response to Displaying My Grasp of the Obvious

  1. kjohnsonesq says:

    So, um, tag. You’re it. I guess this means you’ve been nominated for the Honest Blogger Award. Sorry.


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