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The Earley Edition has officially moved to My dot com, that is. Thanks for joining me.

Friday, June 11, 2004

I forgot about this story from last night.
After handing in my journalism law assignment I met up with some friends from my French class. At one point we were playing pool, doubles, against the guys holding the table. Nothing too exciting. Lost the first one, nobody else was waiting so we played them again. Second time we won by one ball and considered leaving, but apparently (a) wanted a tie-breaker, and was unimpressed at our non-comittal attitudes. So as (a) leaves to get some change (b) says, "haha, he's cut now!"

Apparently he didn't think we were good enough to beat him. So the third game I must admit I felt a certain sense of satisfaction as I pocketed the black with seven of their balls still on the table. (a) and (b) skirted around the issue of the obligatory pants-down around the table until (b)smashed his beer glass. We patted ourselves on the back and took our leave.

Thursday is two-for-one on spirits and local beers at the old RE and one of the small girls tore into it. I think she felt nauseous just looking at what was either the sixth or eighth one before disappearing into the toilets. A small loss-of-fluid incident was had in my car, on the way to dropping people at their next stop later, but amazingly not a drop was spilled! I commend her, and I hope her shirt came out all right.

the earley edition - Posted by Dave @ 6/11/2004 08:16:00 pm || || Return to Top